Lelouch vi Britannia (
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rakuen2012-02-24 03:45 pm
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Regaining more memories - Tuesday
Characters: Lelouch vi Britannia, Suzaku Kururugi
Format: Prose
This log is: closed
Location: a courtyard near the arena
Summary: Lelouch gets back a memory
Warnings: ANGST AND RAEG also Dat Icon
He knew no memory was safe in his mind. Lots of things could be and have been taken from him. What crippled Nunnally. His mother's face. There was something off about his cooking. How Shirley had died. Who had detonated the warhead that had nearly killed Nunnally. How he had reconnected with Rolo. And there were more, either that he had not yet come upon, or were too wrapped up with others to be even considered for now.
He walked along with Suzaku, memory charm in its pouch in his pocket, until they came to a bench under a tree. There was still a chill in the air, but that only meant there'd be less people around. Suzaku's dorm was far too crowded for this kind of thing.
Since it was dry, he sat down, and crossed a leg over the other at the knee. He didn't say anything at first. Instead of the persistent frown, though, there was a more obvious depressed expression on his face. If Suzaku looked into his eyes carefully, he'd see that they were flat, fixated on Nunnally lying comatose in the infirmary. Really, this little excursion to buy the memory charm was possibly just a ploy by Suzaku to get him out of there for a little while. But he didn't really fight it. He would be back with her soon enough.
He was furious. Despite how defeated he looked, there was a hot rage burning in him. One that roiled up any time he was not near her. He was so full of rage that his mind was clouded. He had no move. He didn't dare risk any large overtures in case it only compounded her problem. Or maybe someone had found out he was Zero? He needed a plan. He needed focus.
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Something to do with Charles... Suzaku nodded, "They will... but we can't do anything when she is still unconscious."
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He began to recover himself, slowly. His shoulders squared, and he stood up straighter. He loosened his grip on Suzaku's clothes.
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