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On the platform: New characters and old ones that want to come and meet them!
As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by two girls and a boy. All three are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts and trousers, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of melting slush coating the station platform. Each has a beret with a crest - one girl's shows a sword, the other two have a shield.
At the first lull in the chatter, the shorter girl speaks up, her soft voice somehow cutting over you.
"Excuse me,"
She explains, in precise, quiet sentences, that the three of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Nanami of Fortitude, she says, placing a hand on her own collarbone, with her fellow prefect Lelouch, and Santana of Conquest, here pointing to the boy and the taller girl she's leaning against. The girl nods, looking fairly bored, whilst the boy doesn't appear to be paying much attention.
"We will be sorting you now. When we say your name, please move quickly and quietly to whoever called you."
"Yeah," Santana interrupts, "Then we can go back to the dorms. This'd better be the last lot we get in winter, seriously."
They separate, moving to stand several metres apart, and both girls pull a list from their waistcoat pocket. Alternating, they start to read out your names.
At the first lull in the chatter, the shorter girl speaks up, her soft voice somehow cutting over you.
"Excuse me,"
She explains, in precise, quiet sentences, that the three of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Nanami of Fortitude, she says, placing a hand on her own collarbone, with her fellow prefect Lelouch, and Santana of Conquest, here pointing to the boy and the taller girl she's leaning against. The girl nods, looking fairly bored, whilst the boy doesn't appear to be paying much attention.
"We will be sorting you now. When we say your name, please move quickly and quietly to whoever called you."
"Yeah," Santana interrupts, "Then we can go back to the dorms. This'd better be the last lot we get in winter, seriously."
They separate, moving to stand several metres apart, and both girls pull a list from their waistcoat pocket. Alternating, they start to read out your names.
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Once they learn about me, they think I'm either a weakness or a crutch. The proud ones don't want to depend on me to defeat the other personifications of countries while the shortsighted ones think if I'm killed, it'll put the empire in danger. Your father was the former. [She has no problems admitting this to Lelouch because A) if anyone can understand her dislike of the man, it'll be the son who renounced him and B) he does become her boss later on.]
Well at least that explains why you weren't afraid of Zero.
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[There's a slight twist to the end of her sentence, a distinct punctuation making it clear that she's recognized his status.] Whether it's addressing you by your full name or... anything else, I'll obey my boss.
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It's a shame Japan isn't around to see this heartwarming cooperation between Zero and his conqueror.
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[At the mention of Kiku, Britannia's eyes go a little dark as she considers her lost area. Enemy or not, conquered nation or not, she misses him.]
Hmm... I'd say it's more cooperation between Lelouch vi Britannia than Zero. Unless you're going to claim you somehow managed to assassinate yourself.
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I'll be looking forward to your cooperation later.
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Can I ask you one question?
You saw nothing
ho ho ho~
Re: ho ho ho~
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Still, a peaceful world for his sister... could that really be his goal? Finally, after a moment, she lets out what can only be called a pitiful sigh.]
All this for a sister-complex. How uncool.
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Oh, also I'll be sleeping with you starting tonight.
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