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LELOUCH VI BRITANNIA
→ code geass.
“ ɪғ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛɪᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪs ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀʟᴇssɴᴇss ᴀ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ? ”






voice strength: ★★★★✩
canon point: any point in R1 or R2 is fine! pre-finale would be most likely since i don't feel like coming up with some bs reason as to how he's not really dead.
shipping: die hard c.c./lulu fan, not even sorry. as expected, am always fine with the dozen other ships in the anime as well. cross canon and smut a-ok.

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Give me shippy.

[unceased]

Lelouch.

[ There are only two reasons why she'd ever use his given name.

1. She's being a brat about something, either pouting about some perceived slight with all the entitlement of her well-beyond-elderly age, or offhandedly making some cutting observation about his frankly ridiculous circumstances with all the saccharine contempt of her well-beyond-elderly age.

2. She wants his immediate - undivided! - attention, and will not take no for an answer.

Today, it's the latter. Enjoy your C.C., princeling. Today, she's the up close and personal model. ]

Cheese-kun is missing.

[ Actually, he's an inanimate bag of beans, so the word she's looking for is "lost" or "misplaced". Don't expect C.C. to honour that distinction, however. ]

so long as you bear w/ my rustiness......!!

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Witch.

[ he will not be so kind as to return her "affectionate" call for attention. in fact, Lelouch seems to be particularly displeased to have C.C. refer to him by his given name, if only because he knows that she is prepared to do nothing but cause him further trouble. his mind immediately wanders through the possibilities ― did she order pizza through the wrong bank account, both causing him to overdraft and also denying herself of her greasy vice? or maybe she is here to critique him on his latest plans for the Black Knights. that wouldn't be a first.

regardless of what she's prepared to get him involved in, his eyes refuse to pry themselves from some papers he had been busying himself with for the past hour. even as C.C. breaks past his personal bubble and her scent is fresh on his nose, he doesn't bat a lash at her. all he manages to come up with is a scoff when Cheese-kun is brought into the equation. perhaps he should have thought of that alternative first. ]

If you somehow misplaced that oversized waste of space, then no one is to be at fault but yourself. I say good riddance.

[ HMPH. ]

[unceased]

[ In what is perhaps the most reactive bit of unhappiness he's ever seen from her, C.C. pulls out the chair he's sitting on fast enough for him to fall right on his bony butt. ]

You need to find him. He's worth more than you.

[ So there. HMPH RETURNED. ]

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I'm glad my negotiating skills were already exceptional before crossing pa―

[ he is RUDELY cut off by C.C. when she decides to pull his chair out from underneath him, causing his fragile frame to collide into the floor with a ceremonious thud. this sends him flailing in a way that doesn't befit his normally well-kept, confident swagger, so of course he is shooting an intense scowl in her direction that promises imminent death.

just kidding. she wishes that was the case.

cue him rolling onto the side to rub gingerly at the aforementioned bony, yet sore backside as he speaks. ] I'll find him. I'll find him and burn him alive.

[ who knows what's worst: the fact that he is acknowledging Cheese-kun as something more than an inanimate piece of trash or... well, no. that's the worst. ]

Help me up. Now.

[unceased]

... [ Doing no such thing— ] Are your brains down there now, instead of in your head?

[ She lifts a foot just so and nudges the small of his back, just above his now bruised posterior in an indicative way. It's brief, not forceful. ]

Do you seriously expect me to help you up after that juvenile threat?

[ She sounds quite amused. ]

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[ the foot is adding salt into a freshly opened wound, and Lelouch has half a mind to test just how immortal C.C. is by the way she pokes and prods at him. just once, just once, he would like to enjoy an evening of peace. but no. this madwoman has to enlist his services into doing something so mundane that it was quite possibly the most surreal task he could accept. and that's saying something. ]

Yes. I do. Because you clearly hold me responsible for finding the pillow you like to hump akin to a dog in heat. If you demand my assistance, I demand you help me stand.

[ this isn't going to get very far if they can't even come to an agreement on whether or not C.C. would actually help him. he is a man of stubborn pride, however, and if his mind is set on ensuring she is offering her hand, he won't budge a muscle until he sees such a thing occur. ]

... please.

[ never too proud to beg, though. his butt is hella sore thanks to her, okay! ]

[unceased]

[ After a moment: ] —I will.

[ C.C. starts to hold a hand out for him, and then retracts it at the last possible second, like the nuisance she is. As she loves her stupid boy, she loves being a pain in his backside even more - both figuratively and literally, as her little moment of immaturity may have genuinely injured his tailbone. (Well, it's a good thing he's not using it for anything else?)

Her gaze shines down at him. It's rare that C.C. bothers to manifest the gravity of her years, but this is one such exception. ]

After you say sorry for your rude little remark. [ She would never engage in vulgar acts with her precious Cheese-kun! He's an innocent. ]