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justhugalready2013-05-14 01:12 am
rekindlemods) wrote in justhugalready2013-05-14 01:12 am
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[Awake for some hours and Riku's missed it. Of course, he has already expected that, has made Mickey promise to be there in event that it does, but he'd still would have liked to keep his promise, would have liked to be there and tell Sora just how long he is going to be teased for his forever nap. Or something like that.
...Well, better late than never.]
About time. I'm pretty sure you set a record there anyways.
[It's about then that the next wave of dizzy spell hits him, causing his head to tilt back as he groans lowly.]
'm fine.
[...Right. Of course he is.Alternately, he is just the most miserable liar in this whole city. In more ways than one.]
...Well, better late than never.]
About time. I'm pretty sure you set a record there anyways.
[It's about then that the next wave of dizzy spell hits him, causing his head to tilt back as he groans lowly.]
'm fine.
[...Right. Of course he is.
[He stares at her for a second before slumping back against the wall, helpless laughter spilling over his lips. The whole situation is just so. Well, not amusing, certainly not hilarious... but definitely too insane for words.]
Makes sense.
[Sort of. Enough for him not to even think about questioning her identity again.]
Makes sense.
[Sort of. Enough for him not to even think about questioning her identity again.]
I can't imagine why it wouldn't. [She tilted her head and leaned in a little close to Riku, frowning.]
What... I don't understand, sir, is why you're refusing help when you're clearly not well.
What... I don't understand, sir, is why you're refusing help when you're clearly not well.
[She opens her mouth, but then decides not to justify his obnoxious arrogance with an answer. Until she realizes he must have heard that, too. Her eyes well, and she wishes for Raffin and his ridiculous blue hair. He would have some idea of what she could do, how to proceed with this new information.]
It would be easier if you extended me the same advantage. [She wants the sense of equality back, even if it had been false before.] If you're to know my thoughts and feelings then I should know yours, as well.
It would be easier if you extended me the same advantage. [She wants the sense of equality back, even if it had been false before.] If you're to know my thoughts and feelings then I should know yours, as well.
[Connor himself was more than interested in learning more of this place, and what secrets it may hold. Never before in his life has he ever experienced anything such as this. The layout of the area was both confusing, and overwhelming for the poor, hooded man. So, when he noticed a girl reading, he immediately became interested. Perhaps she knew of any useful information that he could put to use.]
Excuse me young lady, but can I have a moment of your time?
Excuse me young lady, but can I have a moment of your time?
[And she might be a bit startled when a man wearing a hood drops out of that tree. It seemed as though this was as close as he could get to the same natural environment as back home. Though it lacked...well everything that he once knew. But that was a given seeing as it was new territory.]
Oh...pardon me.
Oh...pardon me.
[Connor moved along through his chosen path quietly, the sound of his footsteps being heard only to those with trained ears. However he still felt as though he stood out far too much. While many of the normal citizens walked an even gate with calm, relaxed movements. His was one of calculated, cautionary steps. Much like that of a predator or hunter looking for a meal. Though he currently was not in a predatory state of mind, unless one were to consider the hunt for information predatory.
It didn't help that he currently had his hood up, concealing his features, however.]
It didn't help that he currently had his hood up, concealing his features, however.]
Edited 2013-06-02 22:51 (UTC)
[Setting aside a pamphlet she had gathered from elsewhere, Lelouch turns her attention to the stranger attempting to speak to her. Speaking more as a member of the student council, helpful and cordial, then the leader of a small army, Lelouch speaks calmly.]
Oh, of course. How can I help you?
Oh, of course. How can I help you?
Could you tell me any information that you may have on the people inhabiting this area?
[That seemed like an easy enough question, he supposed. Or at the very least a bit easier to answer than a question about city itself.]
[That seemed like an easy enough question, he supposed. Or at the very least a bit easier to answer than a question about city itself.]
Well, as a whole those I've talked to have been uninterested in assisting my efforts or have ignored me entirely.
But from what I can gather from all of this reading material, they seem harmless. Which I imagine is the most important thing in the end.
But from what I can gather from all of this reading material, they seem harmless. Which I imagine is the most important thing in the end.
Edited 2013-06-02 23:36 (UTC)
Perhaps...however nothing is truly harmless. [Even frightened rabbits could have a very nasty bite.]
And what of the city itself? [May as well ask that as well in the end.]
And what of the city itself? [May as well ask that as well in the end.]
Very true, the seeds of destruction can be sown in the smallest of vessels.
[Lelouch laughs lightly.]
But I imagine we should set aside talk of philosophy for until I answer your question. It seems as if this city is as modern as any in the first world and posses all the amenities one would expect to see in such a place.
[Lelouch laughs lightly.]
But I imagine we should set aside talk of philosophy for until I answer your question. It seems as if this city is as modern as any in the first world and posses all the amenities one would expect to see in such a place.
[The face beneath the hood did not show any emotion towards the laugh of hers.]
This is considered...modern? [Not by his standards.] I do not understand what would make it modern.
This is considered...modern? [Not by his standards.] I do not understand what would make it modern.
Perhaps I was a bit hasty in my use of the word "modern." The facilities here seem to be a strange mixture of the old and new, without adhering to heavily to either style. And while I'll admit this place is certainly not match the glory of a city of the Britannian empire, I've seen worse conditions in places more "modern" then this.
Edited 2013-06-03 00:22 (UTC)
Britannian empire? I have yet to see the English be able to create anything like this. [The closest ones who he could think of that would be able to even come close were those mysterious Masons, and maybe a few of those in Congress. Mr. Franklin in particular.]
And I cannot say much about Japan. [Because wasn't that supposed to have been a small island of backwards people?]
And I cannot say much about Japan. [Because wasn't that supposed to have been a small island of backwards people?]
[Lelouch's eyes grow wide with surprise upon hearing Connor's words, was this man really so isolated from the world at large that he didn't know of the world's largest empire?]
The empire has existed for centuries...how is it that you've never heard of it?
The empire has existed for centuries...how is it that you've never heard of it?
Edited 2013-06-03 00:34 (UTC)
[Roxas's face drops. He studies Riku as if he were warping in front of his eyes, like he had missed something.]
You don't remember anything else? [How he'd changed form, how he'd beaten Roxas unconscious, flung him into a virtual simulation of a town on DiZ's orders, or anything that followed? But if this town had only taken those memories, he shouldn't be wearing that blindfold.
Roxas eyes turn to either side of the city, as if he were waiting for the punchline, or for something to jump out at them both.]
What's going on in this city? [Mostly for himself, but Riku is free to throw in his two cents.]
You don't remember anything else? [How he'd changed form, how he'd beaten Roxas unconscious, flung him into a virtual simulation of a town on DiZ's orders, or anything that followed? But if this town had only taken those memories, he shouldn't be wearing that blindfold.
Roxas eyes turn to either side of the city, as if he were waiting for the punchline, or for something to jump out at them both.]
What's going on in this city? [Mostly for himself, but Riku is free to throw in his two cents.]
[A slight raise of the eyebrow, not that she would be able to see it with his hood in the way.]
You are speaking of the Kingdom of England, correct? [If not, then things were a bit more bizarre than he had originally believed them to have been. And he wasnt entirely certain that he was going to enjoy that fact.]
You are speaking of the Kingdom of England, correct? [If not, then things were a bit more bizarre than he had originally believed them to have been. And he wasnt entirely certain that he was going to enjoy that fact.]
Britannia's history is long and complicated, but does trace its origins to the country of England and its surroundings. In the present day however, it consists of much more. Encompassing both of the Americas, the Middle East, Japan and a number of smaller holdings.
Edited 2013-06-03 00:48 (UTC)
And yet no such place exists. [A frown this time.]
...I do not think that those who have been kidnapped come from the same era or Earth. [If they even came from Earth to begin with.]
...I do not think that those who have been kidnapped come from the same era or Earth. [If they even came from Earth to begin with.]
That would explain the discrepancies between our histories.
Draven looks at him, and his eyes narrow on seeing the map. He's about to speak, about to reject and go alone, but what else Davesprite says...he sighs, brushes his hand on the hilt of his katana - he'll waste no more. Draven hasn't found anyone to fight besides himself, and allies don't have much merit here.
"You know, now that I feel, a drink may finally do something for me."
It's not a nudge, or even an attempt at conversation, really - he's more amused at the notion than anything. When they first started walking, Draven swayed back towards the wall, because it's cool, a filling cool, but...well, walking has a rhythm of its own, no matter how much it takes. They've almost reached the street.
"You know, now that I feel, a drink may finally do something for me."
It's not a nudge, or even an attempt at conversation, really - he's more amused at the notion than anything. When they first started walking, Draven swayed back towards the wall, because it's cool, a filling cool, but...well, walking has a rhythm of its own, no matter how much it takes. They've almost reached the street.
Edited (Added tone.) 2013-06-03 01:33 (UTC)
Perhaps, though I do not recall telling you anything of my history. [Nor was he going to either. The feeling of privacy was far to grat here.]
But I doubt I needed to have in order for you to figure out that there are differences.
But I doubt I needed to have in order for you to figure out that there are differences.
Indeed, your ignorance of the Britannian empire was more then enough to glean that something differed between our respective pasts.
Indeed, and I believe it to be so for everyone else here.
[Which raised the question of where here is.] However you seem to be rather knowledgable with the machines and tools used within this world.
[Which raised the question of where here is.] However you seem to be rather knowledgable with the machines and tools used within this world.
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