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Character: Lelouch vi Britannia
Fandom: Code Geass
Player Name: Kelpipi

[Violet eyes open slowly, he's staring up at what (at first) he thinks is a clear blue sky, but it isn't. His brows furrow a little.

He remembered pain. He remembered the pain he had caused others, both from where he sat on the throne and from the seat of his knightmare frame. The sword of justice was double-edged and he'd tasted both for better and for worse -- despite this, despite his atrocities and his triumphs, those he murdered and waged war for... the beat of his heart is steady. There is no wound. There is no pain.

From the flat of his back he lifts his hand, slender fingertips go to his chest and feels along it where he's entirely all too certain he had been pierced by Suzaku's blade. There isn't even any torn fabric on his elaborate Emperor robes.

His eyes widen, he inhales a quick breath and he looks around himself. It isn't frantic but he feels his chest tighten -- what happened? Where is he? Is he alive? This surely cannot be the afterlife! There was (supposedly) a consciousness one joined after death; but, had he not been fortunate enough to be counted among them? No, of course not, this could be his own private hell for all he knew. After the crimes he had committed he should expect whatever deity there was would severely punish him.

He feels a bit dizzy but forces himself to stand to his feet. What is this place?]

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[Oh hey, it's that time of the month again. Ken glances up from where he's sweeping in front of his and Aya's flowershop and sighs. Dammit. And the guy looks nervous, like he's examining himself for injuries.

Well, Ken could commiserate with that much. He props his broom up against the wall and wanders over.]

Hey, you alright?

[There's someone approaching him and he curses under his breath. Of course he had to be in these robes, so much for being unassuming in a new environment -- on the upside, he has no idea who he is. That's good. The fewer who really know the better.

He's tempted to use his geass but he may be able to get by without it. He should still have it, shouldn't he? He graces the stranger with a smile. No, for now, get all the information you can while being amiable.]

Ah, hello. Forgive me, but I have no idea where I am -- would you mind telling me about this place?

[Eh, around here Ken's weirdness-o-meter is always on full tilt. He was a bloody bird last week, Lelouch's robes might ping him as over-the-top but not really strange.]

Vatheon, weird bubble under the sea, pulls people in from different worlds, doesn't have the decency to ask permission first. I'm Ken Hidaka, been here for a couple months.

[On the upside he's not wearing the pope-hat? But either way he does his best to appear as though he's merely a normal person in an usual situation. Though he's very very far from normal.

A Japanese name? Peculiar.]

Different... worlds? Am I to assume you are from Japan, yourself, but not Japan as I know it?

[So he isn't dead? Or maybe he is? He has no idea and that makes him somewhat inwardly irritated. Not knowing is something he hates.]

It is a pleasure to meet you... I am Lelouch Lamperouge.

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[Yeah the pope hat would be ridiculous.]

Well, I'd guess that depends on Japan as you know it, but yeah.

[He considers his options. All he has to do is make a mention of something that is common place, he supposes, so he just smiles.]

I imagine if we are from the same place the Sakuradite industry must exist, yes?

[If this is hell, it's certainly not private if the very tall man standing behind the emperor is any indication.]

...Welcome to the city at the bottom of the sea.

[Totally not an ominous greeting there, nope. At least Dhaos didn't intend it as such, at any rate.]

[He nearly jumps out of his skin, turning suddenly to face him -- this man is incredibly strong looking in comparison. After nearly having a heart attack he manages to recompose himself a little.]

The city at the bottom of the sea? [He rephrases it as a question, looking both perplexed and intrigued.] Forgive me, but I do not understand. I've never even heard of such a place.

[Looking at the boy, Dhaos thinks that he looks terribly fragile even by human standards, and almost as thin as he had been when suffering the effects of starvation. Perhaps that is why he seems jumpy?]

This place is known as Vatheon. It is not of your world, nor of mine. We are drawn in from various places and times; someone might be from the same world as you, but one may be from the past or future, or even different timelines altogether. ...Even the dead are not spared.

[Of course he is physically fragile. Physically. So it's... a pretty terrible place to be. Hell, as it were. Well, this will be fun. He would not be spared anything , would he? Had he not earned all the misery he'll reap?]

Ah, I see. Thank you. I am Lelouch Lamperouge... and to whom do I owe the pleasure?

[ There's a small smile as he approaches. It isn't very obvious from anyone's vantage point but it's a half smirk, really. However, it disappears after a moment as the doctor approaches, towel in hand before offering it to Lelouch. ]

Lelouch, if I remember your name correctly? Welcome back.

[He typically trusts no one and no one should really trust him to begin with. He holds up one hand to politely decline and smiles -- he's not docile but he can pretend, at least.

But he doesn't remember meeting a doctor like this with silver hair and this build. He would recall a face like that. How could this man possibly know him? Was he from his world? Perhaps an alternate of himself had been here previously? No, that would be too improbable.

Well, to be fair, all of this is improbable.]

That is my name but I believe I am at a disadvantage. I do not have the pleasure of knowing yours, Mr...?

[ He keeps the towel over his arm, making a mental note to return it to the local he'd received it from once this little exchange was over. ]

Muraki. Doctor Muraki, if you wish to retain a title to my name. You don't have to worry. I'm afraid that does happen here. There will be a few more who may recognize you as well.

I'm afraid the city has a rather poor sense of humor in that sense. It brings us in and takes us back when it pleases. Sometimes it does so without memories of our previous stay.

Is that so.

[It's more of a statement, a rhetoric, not a question that needs answering. The idea sounds ridiculous -- but he'd thought of it and it's most concerning. He knows he wouldn't have done anything to implicate himself or anyone he knew if he could help it... at least, as long as he did whatever was necessary.

And doing things by whatever means necessary can become a dangerous game. Can you blame him for being skeptical?]

And how do you know that? I've had no other residents recognize me yet.

There could be a small number who do.

[ The skepticism is something inherent of a man of science but as it stands, the doctor's been there and done that. He's been brought to this world, he's been returned to his own and pulled back with memories of his previous stay. He's seen those he knew return without them. ]

We didn't meet directly, truth be told. I was acquainted with a certain Mao who mentioned your name on occasion.

[ It's par for the course, these days, that Ciel should make frequent trips around the plaza area. He has to do his own shopping now, after all. In fact, he's holding a parcel now in his right hand, gloved fingers curled around the handle of a bag.

It's the robes that catch his eye as he crosses near the fountain. He looks more carefully, and there is instant recognition. He remembers Lelouch quite well--couldn't let himself forget him; after all, he'd witnessed something quite personal, and Ciel likes to keep tabs on people who know things about him. ]

Quite an ensemble. It must be heavy. [ Waterlogged, those garments must weigh something ridiculous. It's a stately thing, to be sure; far from unassuming. The list of people who might ostensibly wear such clothing is a short one. Lelouch may have just gotten a bit more interesting. ]

Do you know where you are?

[And of course Lelouch has no idea who Ciel is. Instantly he recognizes his level of intelligence by the words he chooses, his visible eye is focused and he's very catty for looking so young. Normally he'd be incredibly annoyed (and usually he is with children) but there's something endearing about a half blind, half-pint nobleman making fun of his robes. Or it's just funny, really.

Ciel must have known the 'previous Lelouch' or whatever incarnation (even if it were himself) that visited Vatheon in the past.]

Incredibly so. [He represses a shiver and his tone his somewhat dry but he smiles anyway. Be cordial. Be unruffled. This boy just wants a rise out of you doesn't he?] I've been told this is Vatheon and that I've come here again though I've no recollection of being here in the past.

[A pause, assessing, thinking.]

You already know my name, I take it -- and you would be?

[ It's all right, Lelouch. Ciel typically feels that way about children, too. ]

It seems you've been well informed. [ A small smirk. Good. He doesn't particularly like explaining the details. After this long, they've grown rather mundane. The point is that Lelouch has caught on quickly. That's what Ciel likes to see. ]

Correct. So I suppose it is only polite that you should know mine: Ciel Phantomhive.

[ The other point is that Lelouch no longer remembers him--or anything he'd known about him in the past. Which is even better. ]

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this guy is the best welcoming committee

I know not where you are from but I welcome your mating ritual

careful he might have rabies

it's okay lelouch has herpaderpagonasyphilis

sounds painful

oh no it's not! just slightly contagious...

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Brick. Excreted.

Yeah, he has that effect on people who don't immediatly find him adorable.

It's a little hard to find a towering behemoth adorable. No offense.

Hi mum

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whatever whatever i do what i want

like sleep with the whole of vat 8[

NOPE that would be you