♚ greet the dawn and i will be standing by your side

[aevitas]

Affects: A sense of pride, deep surging pride, a horrible sort of loneliness, a painful happiness, and a spot of grief. And above all, what you least expect from someone like her, tenderness.  (And so many other things.)
Status; Some words are blurred over, unless you are someone familiar to her, (Suzaku, Lelouch, . . )
Note: Heavy spoilerish

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[keptdown]

[ it's (disgusting) curling in his gut again. another lonely person, but this person is used to being lonely probably. Lelouch, who is just another 'Mao' to this person. (he remembers, vaguely, somewhere in the back of his head in some part he's done his best to lock away {silver hair on a chinese male father killer father killer father killer} about C.C. and geass {of all things} and somehow-

-- he has no interest in masks and Lelouch's masks or C.C.'s heart because they have no interest in his own.

that's why he sits back and watches it, instead of touching and feeling. ]

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[keptdown]

Sometimes- I wish there had been another way -- one that didn't end in his death. [ there's no malice there. then again, there's no tenderness either. because he doesn't really care.

(it's not his business anymore, these two are nothing to him now right right Schneizel right Nunnally)

and yet- no there's no yet. there's nothing. (right?) ]

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[aevitas]

You feel that way? Despite all he's done? That's an interesting mindset, especially from you.

[Her eyes rove over Suzaku in the half-dark, the dreamberry only showing her and her alone, hair draped over her shoulders, eyes lidded and full and still holding that ancient sort of amusement. Zero is still Kururugi Suzaku, and as long as he is here, won't be for a long time. ]

It was his choice to make, not mine or yours. His own way of atonement, however selfish.

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[keptdown]

Sometimes. It's normal. I was his knight when he told me what he was planning. I do remember that the thought passed my mind, and that as I was then -- it would have been better if he didn't. Nunnally was screaming.

[ not that he couldn't handle that. it was just hard (bothering) to pry her hands from his body and carry Lelouch away. ]

Whether it was my choice or yours wouldn't have mattered.

Video.

[silentlipsofsin]

[ Annnddd Morrigan sighs. ]

What a weird dream...

Then again humans are weird.

Video.

[aevitas]

Not understanding a dream has nothing to do with being human or not.

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[silentlipsofsin]

Your right. Pardon me. But what are you..?

Video.

[aevitas]

That's a broad question. How do you mean it?

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[zerointegrity]

[Sitting in the kitchen by himself, he sees the light come on at the top of his Dreamberry, signifying new dreams had been broadcast. Lazily, the coffee cup is placed on the table and the small device now in his hand. He scrolls past several dreams, either not interested or marking them to read later when he has time to sit down and take some notes on them -- and then he notices a dream from C.C...

As he watches the dream unfold on the small screen in his hand, he immediately realizes that these are events he had not yet experienced. Listening to the parts of their conversation, seeing the look on his face, on her face... His features harden as long fingers come to rest at his forehead. He sits for a few minutes like this, thinking, rehearsing what to say and what to do in his head.]

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[zerointegrity]

[The Dreamberry and cup of coffee are left on the table, house shoes shed at the bottom of the staircase so he could ascend it with a bit more ease. His pace is deliberate, not hurried, as he passes through the hallway to the room which held the woman.

Lelouch stops at the door, his hand barely touching the doorknob, hesitating to enter, not knowing how this dream affected her...

This is just another part to her never-ending past, the contents are only new to him and he must keep that in mind.]

C.C.

[He walks up to her, resting a hand at the top of her back, his slender fingers curling into green hair.

There is no need for him to say anything more, just speaking her name in that certain tone of voice is enough.]

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[aevitas]

[C.C. quietly stares out the window, the dreamberry cold on her palms, staring at it blankly. for a minute she is right back in that moment, living it again, holding hands with that same sensation, that was months before his death.

her golden eyes open as she turns towards the door, offering a faint sembelance of a smile, for there are no words to be spoken. he knows as well as she does what they say and what they do not say. she pauses at the touch on her back, the curl of those long fingers in her hair, tender touches from an analytical mind. ]

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[aevitas]

[she lightly turns, lifts his hand and presses it against her smaller one, saying nothing, eyes betraying nothing, memorizing the way it felt in that instant when they realized they were at the end of the road. of his story. that was when she felt the true seperation begin. she knows that it was bound to happen, after all everyone will leave her one day but--. . .

not him, isn't that what she was used to? wordlessly she stands before him, offering once again her usual smile, one with sorrow and with the faintest tinge of kindness (always hidden away). ]