[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. ]
[well, at least he remembered her birthday, so that's a point for him.] It was supposed to be a masquerade ball! So you know it was going to be gorgeous, over the top, just beautiful beyond compare. The very nature of a ball means extra work has to be done, to make it a night you'll never forget, to really sell the romance and mystery of the masquerade!
A couple extra hands would make this so much easier... [and there it is. a slow turn of the head towards lelouch, with big pleading eyes, and a puppy dog pout. target: locked on.]
[ Ah... There it is. Lelouch knew this was coming, though he wonders what she's expecting from him. That's one thing he can't figure out, but Milly's been always been something of a wildcard. ]
...
[ He looks away, an uncomfortable expression in his face. ]
Euphemia? You mean, the Princess Euphemia? The one I haven't ever spoken to in my life?[also, the one who crashed one of her festivals before? milly rolls her eyes so hard at him, crossing her arms with a huff, wings fluttering with irritation.] I'm sure she'd love to help me.
[but it's not euphemia she wants, and it would be more hassle to teach her how to organise an ashford-sized party... as helpful as she's sure the princess is, it would be more like babysitting, and that's not fair to either of them.]
Can you do me this favour? I understand if the cafe is keeping you busy, or if you've got too many dates coming up, or if you really really really don't want to. [ah, a tactical retreat.] There's just no one I trust on something like this like you. But if you can't, I'll go wrangle Suzaku... [or worse, she'll just have to do it all herself.]
I know she would, and I'd be grateful, but I don't know her well enough to. You know. Be what I need to get this done. I don't want to snap at her when she's trying to help. [which is true enough, surprisingly. she's close enough to one li britannia to do more than just smile blithely, but the other? she's got nothing.
and she's a little frustrated with the vi britannia sibling before her, but she says nothing about that, only raising an eyebrow at him.] Are they really that different? Is one more inclined to help me than the other?
[ He at least has a full understanding of Zero Requiem, even though the truth of it has yet to happen to him in reality. Thank you, Suzaku, for revealing the future to him. ]
Although, I suppose, I should do something good for you at least once.
[that is not an answer she wanted, but it's left her reeling, hand over her mouth for a moment as she stares at lelouch. that's what he wanted from the world, but she could never have been one to give it to him. she knew too much then to have ever brought her emotions there, and even knowing this, she just can't reach what he wants her to. another failure from her when it comes to him... she's certainly not surprised.]
You've done good for me before, so I don't know what you mean by that. [does he think that he's never done her a favour? please, he's not so foolish as to really think that.] If this is too much for you, it's okay. [she's trying to bite it down, that biting tone. but it gnaws its way out toward the end.]
I know you have. [she snaps at him, but she doesn't mean it. at least, she thinks she doesn't. but he's planned things she doesn't even know about, and what she does is more than a silly birthday party. he's conquered nations and made sure of the fall of empires. too much for him. what a quaint idea.
and why, if he can lead kings to crumbling edges of their own accord, would he bother with her and her games anymore?] You know what? Never mind.
[ Oh god she's raising her voice. What the fuck is going on?!??!?! He swears, it's like he relives all his memories in those span of seconds that Milly's yelling at him. ]
I— [ He certainly has no idea how to navigate women, but there's a huge part of him right now that just wants to please her. You can thank Iris for that. And so, he takes a step forward, both hands cupping her cheeks as he leans in. Better pucker up, girl. ]
I already said I'd help.
[ Because he's pressing his lips against hers hard after he assumes he's made his point. ]
[HOLD UP what is HAPPENING ?????? she's yelling at him but he's kissing her? if these are the results, she might have to get feisty more often. but why is lelouch kissing her? well, why isn't he, actually. she's hot, and the moons are in full swing, and that chroma is buzzing between them, and... and... what was she upset about again?
oh wait.]
No, you. You said you were conceding, and that you had planned bigger things than parties, and that Euphemia would be good to help me... [her voice is lower now, and she's still mad, but she goes in for another kiss, placing her hands on top of his, creating a rather large idiot sandwich.]
The bigger idiot in question closes his eyes when she moves in to kiss him back. Frankly, the warmth of her lips when he'd kissed her earlier felt... good. The Chroma from it was so enticing that be completely and absolutely doesn't mind this at all. Man, he should have kissed her earlier on if he knew it'd be this good.
(They have kissed, but that was a while back... of course he'd forget the taste of it.)
One of his hands move lower so that he can put it on her waist. He doesn't intend for this kiss to last very long, despite leaning closer to deepen it. He just wants to do it right. And when he finally—finally—pulls away, he... almost regrets doing so. Those violet eyes of his have become a little glassy, hypnotised by the feeling of his lips on hers. ]
Do you have a venue yet?
[ Hush. His voice is soft, as if he's trying to apologise with that simple question. He's trying to help, Milly. Forgive the idiot already. :( ]
[she's cooled down, but now he's heating her up again, flipped a switch in her that wants more of his kiss, even though it's leaving her so very confused. in the back of her mind, she's still angry with him, but he's offered his apology, and she accepts it enthusiastically. she can't ask for more from him, can't brush her knuckles against his cheek, can't place her hand on his chest so tenderly, and still want him to beg for mercy. there's a sigh from her as she returns his affections, exasperation and relief in one, and perhaps the same is felt by lelocuh, because when his lips leave hers, there's a small sound of disappointment that escapes her, but she is smiling.
he's earned some sort of victory, one she won't forget any time soon.]
A venue? [she grins at him and presses another kiss to his lips, quickly, near-innocently.] Here, actually. [not actually, but it's one last swipe at him before forgiving him completely.] Someone mentioned to me that I should have it outside. I was looking at some gardens before I left...
[ Tbh Lelouch is already putting himself in charge of the budget. Whatever Milly thinks of spending, he's going to make sure everything is organised and as cheap yet as effective as possible.
She'd come here to yell at him for not contacting her and then for being so rude as to not helping her out with her party, but here he is, as if it's so natural to him to... assist. ]
Much more Chroma than I should reasonably have. [said teasingly, but truthfully. go big or go home, and she's not going home (again) any time soon (maybe).] I've earned a lot, though.
[and she's earning even now, warm in lelouch's arms, sliding her hands up and down his chest. who knows, another kiss or two might take care of catering, but another kiss or two might lead down a slippery slope she's not sure he's ready to navigate yet. even if she wants to lead him there, she won't. that's a choice he has to make himself.]
Having a lot doesn't mean it should all be spent at once. [ Hm... if it's outdoors, then he'll have to think of decor already. Right.
He lets go of Milly without so much as a warning, stepping further into his apartment to get a notebook and a pen. No, not that one. That's his diary. Ah, this one. The brown one with the hardback where he puts all his notes for day-to-day stuff. Don't mind him, he's already listing down expected expenses. ]
[and just like that, the magic is over. she doesn't want to let him go, but that brilliant mind of his is already working, probably planning faster than she ever could. still, it was wonderful to kiss him again. she can only hope she'll get to do it again soon.
crossing her arms, she watches him carefully, studying him as he sets to his task, and for a brief moment, she thinks about all the other times he's done this for her, how natural it must be for him. it's been so long for her... more than that, this is something she thought she'd never experience again.]
So soon? My, my, Vice Prez-- [she laughs, the nickname sounding so silly, but tasting so sweet on her tongue.] You don't disappoint. I'll leave you to it, then.
[but before she goes, she approaches him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek, in gratitude.]
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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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A couple extra hands would make this so much easier... [and there it is. a slow turn of the head towards lelouch, with big pleading eyes, and a puppy dog pout. target: locked on.]
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...
[ He looks away, an uncomfortable expression in his face. ]
Euphemia might want to help you.
[ DEFLECT, DEFLECT. ]
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[but it's not euphemia she wants, and it would be more hassle to teach her how to organise an ashford-sized party... as helpful as she's sure the princess is, it would be more like babysitting, and that's not fair to either of them.]
Can you do me this favour? I understand if the cafe is keeping you busy, or if you've got too many dates coming up, or if you really really really don't want to. [ah, a tactical retreat.] There's just no one I trust on something like this like you. But if you can't, I'll go wrangle Suzaku... [or worse, she'll just have to do it all herself.]
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Don't sound so upset. She would, with all sincerity.
[ Try not to be uncomfortable around her, though, Milly. Euphemia didn't cause the deaths of a lot of Japanese intentionally! ]
To whom are you making a request of? Lelouch Lamperouge, or the Emperor of Britannia?
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and she's a little frustrated with the vi britannia sibling before her, but she says nothing about that, only raising an eyebrow at him.] Are they really that different? Is one more inclined to help me than the other?
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[ He at least has a full understanding of Zero Requiem, even though the truth of it has yet to happen to him in reality. Thank you, Suzaku, for revealing the future to him. ]
Although, I suppose, I should do something good for you at least once.
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[that is not an answer she wanted, but it's left her reeling, hand over her mouth for a moment as she stares at lelouch. that's what he wanted from the world, but she could never have been one to give it to him. she knew too much then to have ever brought her emotions there, and even knowing this, she just can't reach what he wants her to. another failure from her when it comes to him... she's certainly not surprised.]
You've done good for me before, so I don't know what you mean by that. [does he think that he's never done her a favour? please, he's not so foolish as to really think that.] If this is too much for you, it's okay. [she's trying to bite it down, that biting tone. but it gnaws its way out toward the end.]
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Well, except for C.C. but she's not here. ]
"Too much for me"... [ He sighs as he rubs his neck. Gurl, please. ] I've planned bigger things than parties.
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and why, if he can lead kings to crumbling edges of their own accord, would he bother with her and her games anymore?] You know what? Never mind.
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I was already conceding.
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[it's incredible, for all he had done to bring the world to its knees, he still can't navigate women.]
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I— [ He certainly has no idea how to navigate women, but there's a huge part of him right now that just wants to please her. You can thank Iris for that. And so, he takes a step forward, both hands cupping her cheeks as he leans in. Better pucker up, girl. ]
I already said I'd help.
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oh wait.]
No, you. You said you were conceding, and that you had planned bigger things than parties, and that Euphemia would be good to help me... [her voice is lower now, and she's still mad, but she goes in for another kiss, placing her hands on top of his, creating a rather large idiot sandwich.]
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The bigger idiot in question closes his eyes when she moves in to kiss him back. Frankly, the warmth of her lips when he'd kissed her earlier felt... good. The Chroma from it was so enticing that be completely and absolutely doesn't mind this at all. Man, he should have kissed her earlier on if he knew it'd be this good.
(They have kissed, but that was a while back... of course he'd forget the taste of it.)
One of his hands move lower so that he can put it on her waist. He doesn't intend for this kiss to last very long, despite leaning closer to deepen it. He just wants to do it right. And when he finally—finally—pulls away, he... almost regrets doing so. Those violet eyes of his have become a little glassy, hypnotised by the feeling of his lips on hers. ]
Do you have a venue yet?
[ Hush. His voice is soft, as if he's trying to apologise with that simple question. He's trying to help, Milly. Forgive the idiot already. :( ]
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he's earned some sort of victory, one she won't forget any time soon.]
A venue? [she grins at him and presses another kiss to his lips, quickly, near-innocently.] Here, actually. [not actually, but it's one last swipe at him before forgiving him completely.] Someone mentioned to me that I should have it outside. I was looking at some gardens before I left...
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[ Tbh Lelouch is already putting himself in charge of the budget. Whatever Milly thinks of spending, he's going to make sure everything is organised and as cheap yet as effective as possible.
She'd come here to yell at him for not contacting her and then for being so rude as to not helping her out with her party, but here he is, as if it's so natural to him to... assist. ]
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[and she's earning even now, warm in lelouch's arms, sliding her hands up and down his chest. who knows, another kiss or two might take care of catering, but another kiss or two might lead down a slippery slope she's not sure he's ready to navigate yet. even if she wants to lead him there, she won't. that's a choice he has to make himself.]
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He lets go of Milly without so much as a warning, stepping further into his apartment to get a notebook and a pen. No, not that one. That's his diary. Ah, this one. The brown one with the hardback where he puts all his notes for day-to-day stuff. Don't mind him, he's already listing down expected expenses. ]
I'll give you an update tomorrow.
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crossing her arms, she watches him carefully, studying him as he sets to his task, and for a brief moment, she thinks about all the other times he's done this for her, how natural it must be for him. it's been so long for her... more than that, this is something she thought she'd never experience again.]
So soon? My, my, Vice Prez-- [she laughs, the nickname sounding so silly, but tasting so sweet on her tongue.] You don't disappoint. I'll leave you to it, then.
[but before she goes, she approaches him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek, in gratitude.]