[He mentioned that those who fall under the Iris umbrella have intense desires all the time, didn't he? Actually she doesn't even know if this is a boy or a girl now that she thinks about it.]
Well, since I forgot to introduce myself when we first talked to each other, maybe it would be easier for you if we stayed that way? You could talk about things like this without having to worry about your reputation, or being embarrassed.
Ha ha, maybe! There are a lot of things I don't really tell anybody, because it's too embarrassing or shameful. I'd feel bad forcing a stranger to hear my problems, but on the other hand, it might be nice to get advice sometimes too.
[ This was supposedly a day of quiet. A day where be would be at his balcony, playing chess by himself. He's got a good game going on, but all of a sudden, he feels the earth move. The pieces on the board begin to shake, and a knight falls over when he hasn't even defeated it yet.
Then... yelling. Oh brother.
He almost doesn't want to get up from his seat, but he does so, anyway. Slowly, he walks to the door and peeps from the little glass hole by the door. Not that he had to. He knows who's on the other end of the door. ]
You're disturbing the neighbours, Prez.
[ It's with a sigh that he opens the door to greet her with a mix of a pout and an annoyed expression. Should he be pleased she's back? Maybe he should look a bit more like it. She didn't have to disturb the peace, though... ]
What did I do now?
[ Behold, his large black wing. Just one, and the bandit marks on his cheeks. Not the most majestic, but Iris does what it does. ]
[her mouth opens to cause more of a ruckus, but her eyes see his moonblessed changes, which make her hands fly up to her ears, her eyes darting to her arms. ah, all the scales are where they should be, and that is enough to soothe her soul momentarily.
but not forever, and it's back to business, arms cross as blue eyes send icy daggers in his direction.] It's more of what you didn't do! Not a single message on my device from you in WEEKS, especially since I was gone. Not one "Camilla, dearest, my heart aches without you near, please, my angel of beauty and love, return to me!" or at least an "lol u up?" [she huffs, and tries to blow a strand of hair away from her face, but it falls back into its misplaced place.] I deserve at least one of those a week. But nothing! No one checked up on me, no one worried I was gone forever, and there was no daring attempt to retrieve me from Britannia! [she knows that last one wasn't happening, but between three royals and a knight, they could have come up with a plan.
but as fast as she came flying in, she is quick to pump the brakes, hands fixing her hair, smoothing out her arrival outfit (she's just come from work, it seems), wings fluttering at the tips of her ears while she is taking a few deep breaths.] And I missed Suzaku's birthday. What kind of friend am I if I miss such an important day for any young man? [ah, that's actually what she's upset about. or at least, more upset about that than lelouch forgetting her.]
It's been HORRIBLE, Lelouch. Absolutely DREADFUL. [she whimpers,exhausted from her dramatics, then--] It seems the moons have been treating you well, though. I like the new look.
In case you weren't aware, texts seem to bounce back when the intended recipient is no longer in this world. [ It does actually happen in some cases, but you know what? Lelouch is completely going to bullshit his way out of this mess. He truly didn't try to contact Milly; he was honestly preoccupied with minding his own business... And also because I was busy last month :'( ] It's no wonder you think no one checked up on you.
[ And of course she would be disappointed she missed Suzaku's birthday. He should have known... And maybe he'll be nice to her just this once, because she does deserve it. ]
And it's not too late to celebrate his birthday, don't you think?
So you sent me lots of messages while I was away? [there's no way in hell he sent her more than one, but she'd believe he sent one or two, if--] They're on your device, right? Can I read them? Pretty please?
[either he has them, and she was mean for no reason, or he doesn't, and she will consider smiting him on the spot. lelouch might be an expert in war, but milly is a completely different kind of battlefield.
she's relieved for a moment, considering that suzaku's birthday isn't a total lost cause.] Do you think he'd be okay with that? What if I share my party with him? [uh oh. her party.] If I even have it at this point! Oh, Lelouch, what am I going to DO?
I would have sent you one, but knowing that it would bounce back, I didn't.
[ Said flatly. Do you really think Lelouch would make an effort if he knew something were a fact? No. (He doesn't know, but he's confident enough to sound like he does.
Anyway, he should at least let her in as an apology. That's the least he can do. And so, he opens the door further and takes a step to the side. No invitation, but Milly would just step right in if she wanted to. ]
Why wouldn't you hold the party you talked about before? You've got everyone waiting for it.
[suspicious... hmm. he definitely just forgot about her, but such is life. she narrows her eyes at him for a split second, certainly not long enough to really mean anything, and she takes his side step as an opportunity to waltz into his apartment, huffing as she tries to figure out the logistics of this grand party she has in her mind being set up in mere days.]
I didn't think I'd vanish for weeks when I was getting everyone excited about it! I thought I'd have more time to plan, instead of... you know. Going home. [her frown at that is intense, brows furrowed as she crosses her arms.] What should I do? Postpone it? Try to get it together for my birthday? Cancel it? I know it's possible to do it, but I'd need an awful lot of help.
Just how grand of a party were you thinking of that you can't make it by the 24th?
[ ... Surely she can pull through right? She's organised and hosted so many parties and events before. This is practically what she's been training for in life???
And he does have an idea that this may be her attempt at getting him to help. Will he volunteer himself? Nah... he'll wait until he literally has no choice and she is dragging him by the ear. ]
oh? who beat the grandmaster at his own game? the first time, i mean, because the second time is going to be me!!!
you betcha! hope ur ready for this!
[give her about a half hour, because she's got to do this right. she's playing to win, and she's got to be dressed to win too. so when she arrives at his door, she's sporting a cute belted dress with a jacket, hair tied up with a ribbon, hands on her hips after knocking twice.]
But he does open his door when he hears her knock. Lelouch is certain he'll only lose a piece or two of clothing, if any, so he doesn't look particularly dressed. Just a vest and a jacket, his pants, a belt— does he normally wear a belt at home? Nope. He wants to be sure, anyway... ]
I should have just said I wasn't interested in playing. This was a mistake.
But your pride was on the line, so you had to say yes. [she laughs, scanning him up and down to see just what she's working with. he came prepared but he's also confident in his abilities, it seems. she wouldn't expect any less from him.
before she brushes past him to enter his apartment, she gives him a bright smile, clapping a hand against his shoulder with a giggle, then tries to find where he's set up his beloved chess set.] Of course... [she glances over her shoulder with a smirk.] You can always forfeit now. I won't tell anyone~
[ C.C. may not be here, but this world still gave him a headache in the shape of a busty woman... goddamn it. ]
You don't even need to remove anything if I capture any of your pieces. I'll play normally.
[ His apartment is fairly straightforward. A hallway that leads into the kitchen and small dining room, and just nearby is a couch and a coffee table. There's a glass door that also serves as one of the apartment's windows, which leads to a small balcony. Lelouch keeps a few flower pots there. The sole bedroom is the door past the couch, and that is definitely a place where no one but him has access to. ]
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It slipped my mind to inform you.
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[ He means his wing. ]
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[He mentioned that those who fall under the Iris umbrella have intense desires all the time, didn't he? Actually she doesn't even know if this is a boy or a girl now that she thinks about it.]
Well, since I forgot to introduce myself when we first talked to each other, maybe it would be easier for you if we stayed that way? You could talk about things like this without having to worry about your reputation, or being embarrassed.
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Why, do you have problems you'd wish to tell me, just because we don't know each other?
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I suppose that makes me sound wishy-washy.
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At least make it beneficial for both of us.
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Does that mean you'd like advice about things too? I'm a girl, if that helps.
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action; i'm sorry :')
anyway. enter frazzled, rowdy, oh so very loud blonde, slamming her palms against his door, huffing as she bangs against the metal]
LELOUCH! Open this door right now! We've got a CRISIS, a huge PROBLEM, and I've got a bone to pick with you!! OPEN UP!!
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Then... yelling. Oh brother.
He almost doesn't want to get up from his seat, but he does so, anyway. Slowly, he walks to the door and peeps from the little glass hole by the door. Not that he had to. He knows who's on the other end of the door. ]
You're disturbing the neighbours, Prez.
[ It's with a sigh that he opens the door to greet her with a mix of a pout and an annoyed expression. Should he be pleased she's back? Maybe he should look a bit more like it. She didn't have to disturb the peace, though... ]
What did I do now?
[ Behold, his large black wing. Just one, and the bandit marks on his cheeks. Not the most majestic, but Iris does what it does. ]
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but not forever, and it's back to business, arms cross as blue eyes send icy daggers in his direction.] It's more of what you didn't do! Not a single message on my device from you in WEEKS, especially since I was gone. Not one "Camilla, dearest, my heart aches without you near, please, my angel of beauty and love, return to me!" or at least an "lol u up?" [she huffs, and tries to blow a strand of hair away from her face, but it falls back into its misplaced place.] I deserve at least one of those a week. But nothing! No one checked up on me, no one worried I was gone forever, and there was no daring attempt to retrieve me from Britannia! [she knows that last one wasn't happening, but between three royals and a knight, they could have come up with a plan.
but as fast as she came flying in, she is quick to pump the brakes, hands fixing her hair, smoothing out her arrival outfit (she's just come from work, it seems), wings fluttering at the tips of her ears while she is taking a few deep breaths.] And I missed Suzaku's birthday. What kind of friend am I if I miss such an important day for any young man? [ah, that's actually what she's upset about. or at least, more upset about that than lelouch forgetting her.]
It's been HORRIBLE, Lelouch. Absolutely DREADFUL. [she whimpers,exhausted from her dramatics, then--] It seems the moons have been treating you well, though. I like the new look.
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And also because I was busy last month :'(] It's no wonder you think no one checked up on you.[ And of course she would be disappointed she missed Suzaku's birthday. He should have known... And maybe he'll be nice to her just this once, because she does deserve it. ]
And it's not too late to celebrate his birthday, don't you think?
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[either he has them, and she was mean for no reason, or he doesn't, and she will consider smiting him on the spot. lelouch might be an expert in war, but milly is a completely different kind of battlefield.
she's relieved for a moment, considering that suzaku's birthday isn't a total lost cause.] Do you think he'd be okay with that? What if I share my party with him? [uh oh. her party.] If I even have it at this point! Oh, Lelouch, what am I going to DO?
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[ Said flatly. Do you really think Lelouch would make an effort if he knew something were a fact? No. (He doesn't know, but he's confident enough to sound like he does.
Anyway, he should at least let her in as an apology. That's the least he can do. And so, he opens the door further and takes a step to the side. No invitation, but Milly would just step right in if she wanted to. ]
Why wouldn't you hold the party you talked about before? You've got everyone waiting for it.
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I didn't think I'd vanish for weeks when I was getting everyone excited about it! I thought I'd have more time to plan, instead of... you know. Going home. [her frown at that is intense, brows furrowed as she crosses her arms.] What should I do? Postpone it? Try to get it together for my birthday? Cancel it? I know it's possible to do it, but I'd need an awful lot of help.
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[ ... Surely she can pull through right? She's organised and hosted so many parties and events before. This is practically what she's been training for in life???
And he does have an idea that this may be her attempt at getting him to help. Will he volunteer himself? Nah... he'll wait until he literally has no choice and she is dragging him by the ear. ]
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hey hey hey hey
question for you
have you ever played strip chess? :3
if no do u want to play?
if yes do u want to play again?
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ive done it before so ill do it again
so do you want to play and see?
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Will I be expecting you at my front door soon?
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the first time, i mean, because the second time is going to be me!!!
you betcha! hope ur ready for this!
[give her about a half hour, because she's got to do this right. she's playing to win, and she's got to be dressed to win too. so when she arrives at his door, she's sporting a cute belted dress with a jacket, hair tied up with a ribbon, hands on her hips after knocking twice.]
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But he does open his door when he hears her knock. Lelouch is certain he'll only lose a piece or two of clothing, if any, so he doesn't look particularly dressed. Just a vest and a jacket, his pants, a belt— does he normally wear a belt at home? Nope. He wants to be sure, anyway... ]
I should have just said I wasn't interested in playing. This was a mistake.
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before she brushes past him to enter his apartment, she gives him a bright smile, clapping a hand against his shoulder with a giggle, then tries to find where he's set up his beloved chess set.] Of course... [she glances over her shoulder with a smirk.] You can always forfeit now. I won't tell anyone~
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You don't even need to remove anything if I capture any of your pieces. I'll play normally.
[ His apartment is fairly straightforward. A hallway that leads into the kitchen and small dining room, and just nearby is a couch and a coffee table. There's a glass door that also serves as one of the apartment's windows, which leads to a small balcony. Lelouch keeps a few flower pots there. The sole bedroom is the door past the couch, and that is definitely a place where no one but him has access to. ]
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