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She’s seen people from home before, who knew the truth of that awful, bloody day. Sometimes she still has the nightmares, but having Suzaku nearby has made the coping easier. One time she thinks, rather naively, that it might be able to stay in the past.

That day is the day where she sees someone directly harmed from it-- Someone who doesn’t know the truth, and curses her name because of it.

The pain is quick to spread across Euphie’s face. She looks away, gaze firmly planted on the ground beneath her feet. It was years ago now that she had been in the opposite position, unaware of what had actually happened at the opening ceremony. However, she had believed that it was a success-- Kallen believes otherwise. Kallen saw her with a gun, bloodied and shooting bullets into Japanese people.

Bile rises in her throat. She understands now why it was so difficult for Suzaku to talk about it. Knowing the girl before her has to be looking at her with fire in her eyes, the former princess clasps her hands together and waits. Whether it’s yelling, a slap, anything-- She expects it.

She also hopes she’ll be given a chance to clear her name.

Is that… really what a good professor should be doing?

“Well it’s a good thing I’m not a professor now, am I? I’m department chair of history, I don’t teach it, I hire or fire the people who do.”

Hesitant in her approach, she finally positions herself along the edge of the box and sets her gaze on the fish that swim in it, as well as on the person who seems to be really into trying to catch them. 

“That’s all it is -- using the scoop to try to pick up the fish, right..?” It surely does sound interesting the more she observes.

the festival so far has been nothing short of a blast and has worked wonders for snake's mood, recent developments had clouded his mind- so the entire ambience had helped force a little bit of positive thought into him.

"this is rigged!"

“No, really. They’re good!” Anda replied to the strange glance in their direction, holding out a paper tray to the stranger. On them were little disks of dough, sprinkled with powdered sugar.

{ OH MY GOD,, ;_; FEEL BETTER SOON!! }

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if there’s one thing he never forgets, it’s how it feels to pilot a Knightmare. to have control over such a large machine was incredible, but now that he had it for leisure and not war, it was invigorating in such a different way. it wasn’t just a tool necessary for winning battles, it was like an extension of himself. to freely pilot it down back roads was one simple step in his way to understanding that war was no longer peering over his shoulder.

Suzaku takes a sharp turn and drifts slightly before he halts the machine completely. there was someone there on the mostly empty side street. she looked familiar and upon closer inspection, Suzaku immediately knew who it was.

Kallen Kozuki-- Zero’s Ace.

there was absolutely no turning back. she would recognize the Lancelot in an instant and running would only make him seem suspicious, he takes a deep breath and his one relaxed expression hardens a bit. there was so much to be said, discussed, and understood between the two of them that he almost didn’t want to start. however, running from his problems got him absolutely nowhere, so he ejects himself from the cockpit.

once firmly on the ground, Suzaku greets his former rival.