––paper cranes.

“Your desired are simple…” But how was this so? “Your older brother…you think highly of him. Is he all you have?”

To say her brother was the only person by her side would be selfish. With the many others whom sided with her now, at least in her world, it would seem as if she were to turn her back on them. “Perhaps not exactly all I have.. But he, alone, is more than I could ever ask for.”

Despite their separation, Nunnally was still someone Euphie loved dearly. The Special Administrated Zone was her way of giving a peaceful place to live, for Nunnally to be with Lelouch and to have a life like they used to. Of course, things hadn’t ended that way, but…

Lowering herself to her knees, Euphie gently placed her hands over her sister’s.

“It’s been so long,” the princess sobbed quietly. Phalanges tightly held back onto her sisters-- as if searching for reasons to explain this madness. Perhaps, she thought, it would be best to settle with joyful thoughts and believe. Fate, destiny, whatever one may call this, Nunnally wanted to thank whatever it was which had let them to meet once more. “I’m so happy to see you safe and sound.”

I’d rather die.

Did you hear that?

I know what I saw.

That doesn’t make any sense.

Promise me, you’ll never do that again…

Don’t touch me.

We make a good team.

What’s the news?

Do you hear yourself?

Are those wedding bells I detect?

You stole that from me

You’re joking, right?

I can’t see anything.

You’re bleeding…

Are you drunk?

Who do you think you are?

Don’t leave.

How did that happen?

Why won’t you believe me?

I want to help.

I’m not going to make it.

Tell me the truth.

You’re cut off.

You’ll come bail me out, right?

“Please dial Lelouch vi Britannia and hand her the phone, if you will. I’ll leave you to speak to him, your highness. Once you’re done, simply hang up and return the phone to my men. They will then escort you to your brother. Until our next meeting…ponder what I’ve said to you.”

Walking out of the room, Lelouch continued to hold his composure until the moment he knew he was out of earshot. His calm measured footsteps quickly turned into rapid urgency as he moved to find Selvaria. Spotting the woman, he quickly barked out an order that she was to complete to operation and then return to base before he once again rushed away. Taking the phone designated for Lelouch out of his pocket, he ensured that he was in a quiet place away from the rest of the Black Knights before reaching up and removing his mask.

Appendages adjusted accordingly to hold the phone close to her ear, both hands holding the device in a firm grip as if it were her life. The dial went off, ringing for what seemed to be countless hours which in reality was only a few short seconds.

A click was heard and she knew what that meant. Her voice soft and delicate in fear of breaking herself and this moment. If she were to speak too loudly, then maybe she would wake up to reality back in Britannia with Lelouch still missing… Oh, how she hoped that this was no mere dream and that maybe she really had been transported to this foreign land- at least with her brother. Could they go back to those peaceful days again? “Hello.. Brother, is it really you?”

The princess refrained herself from asking question after question. Instead she remained quiet and in control of her emotions- at least to the best of her ability. Phalanges held on increasingly tightly and her voice shook slightly with every word;

“Do you remember....? It’s me.. Nunnally.”

The masked man continued to weave his web of lies with the care and patience of a spider. It tied well into Lelouch’s cover story of where he got his funds. Who would expect the simple boy who worked small jobs for the Black Knights of secretly being their leader?

Still…he needed to end this charade soon. The longer he stood there speaking to the girl, the greater the burning pain in his chest became. Lying to her face had been hard enough before…but now, when she didn’t know any better?

How could he gain the trust of so many, even her brother who originated from their world and knew of the masked man’s capabilities? Her kind-hearted older brother surely couldn’t have sided with him. Would he?

Would Zero be kind enough to allow her the chance to speak with her dearest brother once more? Nunnally was hesitant to agree, however if his words were true then losing this single opportunity to hear her brother’s voice would slip away…

But she was desperate. In this vast world, the only person who could connect her with him could be Zero. It was frustrating, but so-called ‘selfish’ desires overrode selfless wishes. Brows furrowed and the young princess firmly nodded her head once as affirmation. If that weren’t enough, vocal chords spoke, an underlying wavering tone laced within, but loud enough for the other to hear. “Please… Let me speak to him.”

Beautiful… He supposed it was; after all, Yona was the one to give it to him. However, like with the previous compliment, Shin-Ah couldn’t really see it from the girls point of view. After years of seeing himself as something disgusting, hearing words such as ‘lovely’ and ‘beautiful’ as descriptors of who he was was not something he could easily accept.

That did little to stop his face from heating up upon hearing them, however.

Ao, meanwhile, continued to happily eat away at the offered nuts, oblivious to Shin-Ah’s discomfort for the time being.  The squirrel was quite content, giving a squeak of thanks every so often while continuing to eat her fill. Once she was done, Ao flopped over in her lap, all but passing out due to the amount of food she ate.

She felt Ao shift after having consumed all of the nuts available to her, and a smile presented itself as a result. How long had it been since a creature had greeted themselves to her? Far too long. Being kept hidden from her father, the emperor, and under her watchful brother’s eye, seldom did the princess find the chance to meet little creatures of the forest.

It wasn’t a bad thing to have her brother watching over her, but even she wanted freedom. If only he hadn’t taken away their futures.. But then she had been given the chance to take back her official royal name-- the chance to take back their futures from him. Now it had all gone south once again. Taken away from her home world and stripped of her rights, she had nothing. Not even her brother...

Nunnally was shaken back into reality by the male’s voice, and immediately a smile emerged onto rosy lips to correspond with him. A little usually meant for not very long, however by the looks of how much he cared for the tiny squirrel, she could easily deduct they had been together for a number of years. “I see... She’s very cute. She seems to be a wonderful companion as well. You’re very lucky to have her, as I’m sure she is lucky to have you.”

A brief pause between thought processes before inquiry; “How long have you been here in this city?"

“…lovely?” Since it was chosen by Yona, he supposed it was. However, apart from his master commenting on his eyes, no one else had said that anything about him was lovely…

Grateful for the mask on his face which hid his embarrassment over getting such a compliment, he gave her another nod as she introduced herself.

Bashful actions were left unnoticed as she brought out another handful of assorted nuts for Ao who remained eating away at said food, rather happily mind you. She chuckled softly to both the squirrel and Shin-Ah, who seemed rather timid. The air seemed a bit tense, and she hoped perhaps a quiet, merry laugh would lighten it just a tad at least. “It’s a pleasure to meet you as well.”

Her head would adjust to ‘look’ over at Ao. Perhaps she could bring up something about him and continue their conversation now that it had died a bit after introductions. “How long have you had her?”

What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this — optional.

Does your character have any noteworthy features? Freckles? Dimples? A scar somewhere unusual? etc.

Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?

Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?

What are their chief tension areas? 

If you were to pick one song — and only one song — to describe your character, what would it be and why?

How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?

Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?

Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.

If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?

What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?

Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.

Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something? 

Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?

Can they multi-task or must they focus on one subject at a time?

What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.

Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?

Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?

If your character was suddenly challenged, would they rather run away or stay and fight?

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Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?

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Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?

Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?

Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?

How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?

If your character had one thing to say to their parents before they died, what would it be?

Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?

Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?

“My…name?” he asked, a bit surprised. He was about to say ‘Seiryuu,’ only to stop and remember that he had a proper name now.

She was grown and raised properly to introduce herself after the other. Nunnally, just as he, paused to catch herself before she slipped out her title of princess, and decided to simply state her royal name. He hadn’t originated from her world, so surely he wouldn’t have a clue as to who she really was. “My name is Nunnally vi Britannia.”

☬ — He wasn’t impressed by this city but it was clear that he had to find a better place to stay at because certainly he wouldn’t live inside a box. But such a thought had time for later.  Right now the alabastrine was in search for a cafe to enjoy some cup of coffee with sugar perhaps. The strategist that he is; he finds a cafe quickly in the shopping area of alpha district.  He walks toward the cafe.

Habit, has him stare on his hand to watch the time. Usually he would be holding his cellphone but now it was gone. Scientists had taken that away from him upon his arrival and so he bumps into someone. Noticing the beauty in other, he looks a bit surprised but also helpless. Somehow he seems a bit insecure in front of the young lady. “Uhm...”

“A-Ah, excuse me,” the young girl murmured with an apologetic bow and timid look laced in expression. His wellbeing was immediately placed before her own, and she princess smiled softly at him in hopes of reconciliation. “Please forgive me for my clumsy actions. Are you alright? I do hope you weren’t hurt because of me.”

Wasting no time, Ao began to chow down, oblivious to Shin-Ah’s presence as he approached the two.

“Ao..!” He meant to scold his friend, only to end up sighing. “Don’t….run off like that,” he said, watching her eat before turning to the girl who’s lap she was currently residing in.

◈:: “Fate has been cruel to you… is there nothing you wish you had?”