rakuen | Classroom Hallways [ Open ]

Characters: Kallen
Format: Prose or action. Whichever you feel comfortable with.
This log is: OPEN
Location: Friday afternoon during classes.
Warnings: N/A

Kallen wasn't exactly excited (as usual) to be here. Held hostage against her will...again. She stood in one of the hallways during lunch without much to do. The people in the classroom were too noisy and she just needed the banter to be reduced in order to think for the rest of the break. Between her fingers she slid a memory some start to finish and then back again. Kallen had three, but it dwindled down to one. She knew no one in her dorm in their right mind would steal from her (especially the guys since her an Gino's argument; not to mention she had been spending less and less time there). So considering the whole 'system' so to speak, Kallen had a good idea that they were taken away, not stolen.

"Guess this is your way of trying to make me fight."

Something didn't feel right in all of this. Why make everyone fight in order to get memories back? And on top of that, she still didn't feel like she was forgetting anything. Not until this morning.

{Feel free to notice that the top of Kallen's uniform looks wrong or off. Spoiler: she doesn't remember how to wear a bra, so yeah, she didn't wear one at all ~~was too frustrated after fighting with it.~~}

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That's right. I'm fairly familiar with it, though the rules are a little different here than back home. Still... I can't help but think there's something more to it that I'm forgetting.

We can't buy memories for ourselves, right?

I don't believe so, no.

Hm... You'd be able to remember everything if you had your memories, right?

Hopefully.

I'll see what I can do.

[She seems a bit surprised by that, but nods.]

Thank you.

[She looks up at the time.]

Lunch is about to be over so...

That's true. This was a rather eye opening conversation, in many ways. I thank you for that too.

No, I should thank you.

Where on this campus is an easy place for us to meet?

I reside at the White 1-A dorm. Otherwise you can most likely find me in the library.

We'll meet in the library then.

Very well. It was nice meeting you.

Likewise. [She turns into the classroom.]

I'll see you later.

[Lelouch is leaving just as she is coming in. He doesn't make eye contact, or even acknowlege her presence. He's just as cold and aloof as his school personality always was. Sitting on Kallen's desk is a letter, addressed 'Kallen Stadtfeld'. In Lelouch's handwriting.

In it is primarily an appeal to see him before enjoying a dinner cooked by him with Suzaku, Nunnally, Euphemia, and himself. He, of course, knows exactly how to convince her to come, making an appeal to her sense of justice based upon the Academy's previous incarnation, and that he may have a logical explanation for her shock. It's in a very personal tone, not at all reflecting the authority he used to hold.]

[Kallen doesn't even look up when Lelouch passes her. In fact, she tries her best to ignore ithim. But she can't because well, it's Lelouch and he's supposed to be dead. When they cross paths, she feels a chill down her spine that she can't ignore. The teenager walks over to her desk and sees a note sitting there. She raises an eyebrow that it's addressed as 'Stadtfeld' and not 'Kozuki'. Lelouch knows she considers herself Japanese and that she prefers Kozuki over Stadtfeld, but paid no mind to it.]

[He's inviting her to meet him before they have dinner with-- Euphemia?? But, she died too! Kallen had been there when it happened. 'Please don't tell me this is true...' she thinks to herself. Why was almost every important person she remembered in the rebellion suddenly alive here? No one had the answers, but... something told her she could start with Lelouch. But then she would have to question if he's even aware of his passing on, that Zero ran him through with a sword.]

[She moves on in the letter and... same old Lelouch. He knew how to change things around, making a strong statement about her sense of justice. But still, that wasn't good enough for her.]

[When she finishes the letter, she hears Lelouch, not Zero. After all, Lelouch was a person and Zero was a symbol. Granted, they happened to be the same thing, but that changed when she was about to be executed. The symbol killed the person. Every fiber in her body is telling her to trust Lelouch.]

[And for old time sake, she will.]

[She folds the letter and slides it into one of her notebooks, making sure no one will see it.]

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