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Patchouli entered Lelouch's room, dressed in rather less than what she usually wore. She flew above the surface of the floor, moving very quickly, not having to deal quite as much with such things as friction or such. She quickly made her way toward room 004 on floor 6. She stopped before the door and, floating just over the surface of the floor, opened the door rather swiftly. She floated into the room before landing on the ground a moment after entering.

"Hello, Lelouch," she said.

[[OOC: Now, when I say Patchy is rather underdressed today... (http://www.imagehustler.com/0408/1210124283.jpg)]]

When Patchouli entered the room, Lelouch's attention was all on the door, so naturally, he did not miss it when her feet were off the ground. He now understood what she meant by her 'magic'. He waved away that particular topic from his mind for the time being, but reminded himself to bring it up again in the future.

Standing up, Lelouch examined his guest and her clothing. A very bold look, he silently commented to himself- much more flashy then his Ashford Academy uniform. If he was to return home, he would be in the correct outfit doing so.

"Aa," Lelouch nodded in a greeting, putting on a smile to match, "You got here rather quickly."

"I always try to be prompt," she responded rather calmly. She gave a soft smile. "As far as I can tell, all one has to do is go through the window. And just a few days ago I'd just told you to stay away from them -- that just goes to show you how much this place likes when I say anything." She sighed a little, sounding kind of frustrated by this. "No matter... Shall we get going, or do we have to do anything else first?"

Lelouch smiled back in return. Although he noticed the slight frustration that tinted her tone of voice, he decided to brush this aside as well, not finding a need to pry into her business unless she wanted him to or unless he found a need to do so.

"No, I don't think there are any preperations left. Oh, except," Lelouch held out his hand, offering it for Patchouli to take it into her own, "so we don't lose one another on our way to the other side."

"I understand," Patchouli responded. "I'd like to say I don't need such help, but I'll say that and wound up getting completely lost." That was always the way, right? You get completely lost when you think you can manage.

She took Lelouch's hand. "Very well," she said, "lead on."

"Well, since now you have someone you're walking with, you won't get lost," Lelouch smiled and took a couple steps forward. Looking out the window, he hesitated for a moment, before opening it with his free hand. A sudden breeze came through, which startled him, but it didn't lessen his determination. "Here we go," Lelouch signaled without looking back to face his partner. He then continued to crawl through the window, holding onto Patchouli's hand tightly, wondering what was waiting to welcome them on the other side.

"Well, I'd certainly like to hope I won't; because you come from this world, I'd like to hope you know your way around." She was just being kind of silly at this point, trying to seem cheerful. She was, but she was afraid her earlier tone was rather upset by this. Seeing Lelouch enter the window, she, too, followed rather quickly and, while she was a bit worried about what might happen on the other side, she abandoned these fears at the window as she began to float again and flew through the window...

The landing to his homeworld wasn't as rough as Lelouch had expected it to be. And Area 11 wasn't the mess he had left it in. It took him a few seconds to accomodate to the uncomfortable calmness that swept over the area. He then scanned the ground he was standing on and realized that he was on the Ashford Academy school grounds. Lelouch looked around wide-eyed, not believing he had made it back. He wanted to run through the gates to find out what had happened in his absense, but stopped himself to make sure that Patchouli had arrived safely as well and turned to face her...

Patchouli floated near the surface, behind him. "So far," she said, "it doesn't seem so bad." She stared around wide-eyed; Earth had changed much since she'd last been here. "I just want to know one thing... Lelouch, what year is it?"

"Yes, it doesn't seem too bad.....," he paused to consider Patchouli's question, "...When I was taken away it was the year 2010. I'm assuming quite some time has passed since then, so it might be 2011 now..." Lelouch looked around for any sign of Ashford Academy students. However, his searching was in vain because he didn't see anyone pass by. He figured that classes were no in session, so there was no one to see.

"If you want to explore more, we should probably pass through the school gates." Lelouch commented, his smile once again back on his face.

2010; in that year she'd be 170. Not that this mattered so much...

"Yes," she said. "I'm very interested in looking around a little more..." This place, though, seemed abandoned. She was a bit disappointed by this but did not voice this.

By this time, Lelouch had let go of Patchouli's hand. With the hand that was once occupied by Patchouli's, he gestured for her to follow him through the school gates. They were open, so he figured it wouldn't hurt for them to enter and walked through them. "I'm guessing that no one is outside because either class is in session or that currently, there are no classes," Lelouch stated.

((...Am I allowed to act out other characters from the Code Geass canon?))

Patchouli followed, remaining on foot, entering into the school gates. "Well... if the latter, our timing is truly horrible," she said, sighing a little. "But, I guess it gives me time to find out a little more about your past... maybe about your family." She was rather ambivalent about whether or not she wanted to get to know anyone from this world...

...then, she thought she saw someone in the shadows...

[[OOC: Yes...]]

Lelouch twitched a little when he heard the world 'family'. What family was left for him here? "If it's my family you want to know, you'll have to wait a while, then."

Lelouch also felt as if he saw someone lurking in the shadows. He turned around to see who it was, but was interrupted and attacked by a girl...

"Lulu, where have you been all this time? Slacking off when the rest of us are working back at the student council room!" she shouted.

It took a while for Lelouch to grasp who it was. "Ah..Shirley. Sorry, I was a bit pre-occupied with my friend, Patchy." Lelouch held out a hand, pointing at his partner, wishing to be forgiven for the nickname. He wasn't about to give out Patchouli's full name to anyone on this side of the window.

((...Although Shirley can't see her...right? XD I hope I'm doing this right ><))

"Hm. Someone from your family... gone?" She knew she really shouldn't push this any further, but she felt this compulsion... "My family was torn apart rather quickly when I was young, and right before me..."

An eye traced immediately to Lelouch. 'Lulu.' It sounded cute; Lelouch, as far as boys went, was pretty cute. Were her eyes less-trained, she'd have assumed him to be a girl.

"Calm down," she spoke to the one who had just attacked 'Lulu.' She was used to nicknames, and didn't mind in the least.

[[OOC: Completely unsure, sorry. You could have her see Patchy if you want, I guess? She'd probably do something to get herself noticed, anyway...]]

"...'Gone'. I suppose that would be a good word for it." Lelouch tried to turn away from the topic. He didn't see any reason to reveal his past to this person. Although, he thought that he and Patchouli did have some similarities.

Lelouch waited to see how Shirley would react to Patchouli. Her reaction was not expected at all, "...Patchy? Lulu, are you hallucinating? Who are you pointing at?"

Lelouch was surprised by this reply. He could see Patchouli perfectly fine, why couldn't Shirley? He chose to roll with it, "Ah, I guess. I haven't been getting much sleep lately." He slightly turned his head to face Patchouli, giving her a 'what's going on?' look, but then turned back to Shirley, "Why don't we go back to the student council room then? The President must be furious by now." Lelouch motioned Patchouli closer, telling her to follow them and went on into the school, Shirley folling them closely.

((Just remembered! Patchouli is like an 'imaginary friend', so...I'm guessing she can't be seen by Shirley..? I hope it's okay if I made it that way. If not, tell me, and I will delete 8D))

"...I see," she said. Maybe that was all she needed to know. That she and Lelouch were rather similar...? "One day I want to see them," she whispered, scarcely audible.

Her attention quickly turned to the fact that Shirley didn't see Patchouli. "Maybe you can't see me? I'm not from this world..." At least she didn't have to worry much about as far as dressing properly. She followed as Lelouch instructed.

[[OOC: It's fine ~~at the moment~~~]]

Lelouch had heard Patchouli mutter something under her breath, but he couldn't understand what she had said. Perhaps it was something not meant for him to hear, so he let it go. If it was important, she would restate it later - or he would bring it up.

Lelouch agreed with Patchouli's theory for the reason as to why Shirley couldn't see her. She was from a different world. It made sense and to Lelouch there was no other explanation.

Soon enough, Shirley had moved to the front of the group, going on and on about events that had occured while he was gone. For some reason, she didn't want to know why he was gone - Shirley seemed happy enough to know that he was back. Apparently, Zero had been captured, the Order of Black Knights dibanded. Lelouch hadn't thought this as much of a shock, considering he was gone - but who had captured Zero? That is what disturbed him.

Shirley was distracted from her constant talking, not even bothering to look back at Lelouch and where Patchouli was anymore. Lelouch took this opportunity to get away.

"Patchouli, let's go to my room. I don't want to explain to the President the reason for my absense," he whispered to her, loud enough for Patchouli to hear, but not enough for Shirley to listen in.

Patchouli looked at Lelouch. He seemed not to notice. She followed close enough to Lelouch, just because he knew his way around. She took in everything Shirley said, though, with some confusion, but she tried to follow along with this.

"Alright," she replied just as quietly; she didn't know if Shirley could hear, but she wasn't about to let up her guard.

Lelouch abruptly halted to a stop and turned on his heels, quickly walking to his room, not telling Shirley, who was still talking, now about the events Millay had issued during his time away.

Once they were out of Shirley's sight and hearing range, Lelouch walked slower (still headed to his room), catching his breath - he was never the type for physical activities. He decided to start a conversation, "So, what do you think of Shirley?"

Patchouli, too, was not one for physical activities; as such, she flew after Lelouch. While she still heard Shirley, the name 'Millay' seemed to interest her for some reason, but she couldn't tell why. Maybe the name was familiar. 'Millay...' why did she think of Remilia?

"She speaks perhaps a little too much," she said. "...something she said reminded me of someone from home. Lelouch, a little later, I want to explore a little bit later." Explore, and, while she didn't say it, she wanted to find information. The seal had been weakening around her home gradually, so who knows?

Lelouch chuckled a little, but for some reason, his laughter held sadness in it, "Shirley is always that way - although sometimes, she doesn't talk as much," he considered Patchouli's next comment, "'Someone from home'? Who?" Now Lelouch wanted to learn a bit more about Patchouli. She was getting more interesting as they spent more time together.

"If you want to explore, we will. I just have to check my room..." Lelouch once again quickened his pace, and reached his room - it was right where he left it - and opened the door. It looked exactly the same - except, as expected, there was no Nunally; no sign of his sister, "Hm..well, there was no point in me coming back here." Lelouch looked back at Patchouli, "Did you have a certain area in mind that you wanted to explore..? I can't assure you it'll still be here, though."

"I guess... sometimes one can't be the person they always are... right?" She tried to stay cheerful, but something about Lelouch couldn't help but bring her down. At least she still felt some grouding to reality.

"Remilia Scarlet. She was the one who watched over me when I was sealed away; she, and many others, were among the others imprisoned. I'm not so sure why I suddenly thought of her... it's possible the seal cracked in my absence." She sighed. "Well... it was just a random thought, I guess."

Patchouli had a quick look at Lelouch's room. Something about it almost felt like it was missing something, but she didn't understand why. Maybe it was just because it had been empty until they entered. "First, I'd like to have a look around these facilities. In theory a school should be a good source of information." She was half fascinated and half freaked-out by this world, and she wondered what damage might have been inflicted upon it. "Just in case, Lelouch -- are you at all competent when it comes to stealth?"

"Yes, being who you are can't be helped," Lelouch smiled. He knew this smile wasn't real, but it was all he could do to keep others away from who he really was. Lelouch wondered: when was the last time he had really smiled?

"Hmm...she seems like an interesting person. Was she a friend of yours? Or just an acquaintance..?" Lelouch was getting more and more curious about Patchouli's past now. However, he knew he had to stop somewhere. Afterall, if he was to recieve information about her past, it was only fair that he would return the favor when asked to.

"Stealth?" Lelouch considered her question for a moment. He thought back to when he was Zero. He had hid his identity from others for quite some time and had even faked his death and had hidden the fact he was a prince, changing his last name to 'Lamperouge'.

"I suppose I am. Why?"

Patchouli wasn't sure how real Lelouch's smile was, but to her such didn't matter so much. He'd endured much; he didn't have to smile honestly...

"She was, indeed, a friend," Patchouli said with a slight smile. "She was one of the few who didn't treat me as less than human outside of England before I was sealed, and was kind enough to give me a home when I was..." She sighed a little. "She had a younger sister. I guess Shirley reminded me of the little one, Flandre; she was always so cheerful... and, maybe the sound of a name reminded me of Remilia...

"As for why in regard to stealth, it's mostly... because having you caught up in conversations you don't want to be part of might be a bit of a hinderance, right?"

Patchouli's friend seemed like a great person, from what Lelouch has heard so far. She had also suffered a great deal of pains, Lelouch concluded. He knew she was no average person, and now he knew that her past wasn't as happy as he thought it was.

"A name..?" the only name Lelouch could remember mentioning was the President's and Shirley's. However, since Shirley was the sister, there was only one choice left, "Oh, you mean Millay? She's the president of the student concil."

This was true. Lelouch hated to be bothered for meaningless things. But by now, he was used to being caugh up in both conversations and events that he didn't choose to be in, "What kind of conversations?"

"Curiouser and curiouser," she mused, "but I assume it's mere coincidence that both Millay and Remilia hold such high positions within their own circles, and that one's name reminds me of the other. Rather an impressive coincidence, but nonetheless, as far as I can tell, nothing more." The only thing about it that might make it closer is if Millay and Shirley shared some manner of erotic relationship.

"...I guess that would vary based on who we encounter. the fact that they don't know of my existence is somewhat of a blessing and a curse, as far as gathering information goes... unfortunately such does not apply to you, which here would be only positive, as far as I can tell. Though, maybe if they noticed me, they might be able to help me more. If the Britannia Empire is anything like the Party in Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, written material may not help us. Of course, information we are told may not be of any help in such a case, either, but, nonetheless... I wonder if there was some way I could get them to notice me?"

"Aa. Millay is in a high position both at this school and in our society. However, I don't think her personality is anything like your friend's - from what I've heard at least." Although Lelouch had to admit that Millay had possessed similar (good) qualities to Remilia, there had been way too many peculiar events issued by her for him to let this give the President any justice.

"Hm..us being in Area 11 and me trying to get information from the Britannian Empire probably wouldn't work out. The library might have some information, but they would be very limited, seeing how this place is just a building filled with students." Lelouch could have easily hacked into the program with his knowledge to gain locked information, but this would be a last resort, "...as for someone noticing you...I don't think that would be happening any time soon. Unless you are one who grabs another's attention easily - even when being almost completely invisible," Lelouch smiled, meaning the last staement as a (lame) joke..

"As kind and giving as Remilia may be," Patchouli replied, "she does have a rather selfish side." To say that was quite an understatement; Remilia had a dark side to her. Once, she blocked out the sun. But, unless Lelouch wanted to delve further into the past she wouldn't mention this.

"Such, indeed, presents a problem. Yet, I'm sure we can find some information..." She searched around a little. "Well, sometimes I can do that. I think mostly that it would help me manage to get others to speak to me, in theory; however, how much would they be willing to tell me?"

"Selfishness is inevitable. Everyone has it." Lelouch stated. From his 17 years of life, he found this to be a fact. People would go through drastic measures to fill their desires, no matter how selfish and hurtful they were.

"Depending on what you want to know. Some are not as knowledgable as others. And while some may know, they might not want to share their information. I can help you there, though, so you don't have to worry about those kinds of people." Lelouch was referring to his Geass. Times like these, it really came in handy. He could easily order someone to tell him everything they know about what Patchouli was after - as long as he hasn't used the Geass on them before, that is. He didn't know why, but he wanted to help Patchouli find out what she was searching for.

"...I see. This means that first I'll have to find what, in particular, I want to know perhaps... a little more about what has happened here. I'd like to know why they did it... if it was more than just some ridiculous quest for power... if there's something more... and, I guess I want to know..." Her voice became a bit more quiet. "...I want to know who took them away from you." She wondered how Lelouch would convince these others to speak to them...

"Since I haven't been here for a while, I don't know the complete details. I could ask Shirley or the others more about it later," actually, Lelouch knew completely what was going on. He - or Zero, to be more precise - was the current topic, he guessed and how Zero was brought down and apparently, killed, "as for Britannia, I can't think of any other reason but power. To be technical, they did it for the sakuradite that was her in Japan. They could have taken all they wanted - I don't see why they had to leave the country in destruction afterwards." His tone of voice was slowly becoming more bitter, recalling his memories of his father and how his mother was killed and how Nunally was injured. However, he calmed himself down and quietly muttered - more to himself than to Patchouli - the answer to Patchouli's last statement, "...so do I..."

((I'm sorry for the late reply! I had some things that came up ><))

She held Lelouch a little closer and gave him a slight hug, in that sort of sibling-like way, the sympathetic "I understand" sort of way. "Maybe we'll find out," she said. With every word her fury grew, though she wasn't about to make this obvious. She wanted to kill whoever was responsible for this, but she didn't know how much help that would really provide.

[[OOC: It's fine~]]

Lelouch was surprised by the hug, but didn't pull away, and neither did he hug back. He simply stood there and couldn't fathom why Patchouli, who he met just a few days ago, would want to give him such a sencere sign of worry and comfort. Lelouch had a hunch that his father was responsible for his mother's death - but he didn't know who exactly had killed her. He wasn't about to let Patchouli know this, however. He hated his father enough to want to kill him over and over again but he had no reason to drag Patchouli into his hatred as well - unless she wanted to be dragged in, of course, then he had no objections. And suddenly, all of his bitterness went away, being reminded of Patchouli's presence, and it was replaced by a certain sadness along with happiness because this time he had a true ally - he had a friend.

"We'll find them," Patchouli said, letting go of Lelouch. "We can make them pay... Those who would take so much from one person deserve nothing." She was quite willing to help Lelouch with any of this, as necessary.

To Patchouli's declaration, Lelouch said nothing and simply nodded in acknowledgement. It wasn't that he wasn't thankful she wanted to help, it was just the fact that he didn't know exactly what to say to respond to what she said. And so, he felt a need to change topics, not wanting to further expand on his past.

"My room isn't at all interesting enough to stick around. We could go and explore now, if you'd like..?" Lelouch offered, turning to the door - he was more eager to leave the room than he thought he was. His room was too empty and being reminded what it missing only brought him regret.

Patchouli nodded and turned to the door. She understood about not wanting to speak much of the past; Patchy didn't much want to reveal her past so much as she had. Then, she didn't mind, in the end. She was quite interested in this world, and how much could she expect to gain from Lelouch without giving a little?

"Yes," she said, "I think we should get out of here rather quickly. This is becoming rather uninteresting, and I understand what emotions it must evoke..." She stopped talking; she would probably just end up causing more pain if she didn't.

Lelouch continued out of the room door. He was supposed to be giving a tour of Area 11 and he wasn't doing a good job. Although, he didn't think there was that much to see - Area 11 was much more beautiful when it was called Japan.

"Did you have anywhere in mind that you wanted to go? I know Ashford like the back of my hand, but if you want to go outside of school grounds, I have to ask Rivalz to take (drive) us there." Part of Lelouch didn't want to bump into Rivalz either - if he was still here - because it would be a bother to do so. However, the other part of him didn't really mind because he wanted to see how much Area 11 had changed while he was gone.

[[OOC: Late reply is late. D:]]

"Well, in that case," she said, "showing me around the school should suffice for now." She knew for a fact that she might want to meet some of these people, but to keep Lelouch away from too many others who might interrupt others. "Some of the students mights be of use, but that's not the point..."

((You're not late! I'm very late DD: I'm sorry DDX))

"The students here who probably know the most are my...friends. They're in the student council as well and should be ontop of everything going on here. We could go visit them now, if you would like to," Lelouch couldn't avoid them forever. He would get yelled at by Millay one way or another and she would find a way to find him no matter where he hid, "however, if Shirley couldn't see you, I can't guarantee anyone else will. I can ask your questions for you, if that happens." Since their worlds were different, Lelouch had his doubts that there would be any information regarding Patchouli's world here, but if she wanted to know more about Area 11 and its history as Japan, that would not be too difficult to reveal.

[[It could be worse, dearie~]]

"Well, in that case... we should go visit them; hopefully they won't give us too much trouble." She stayed a little optimistinc about this; it was the least she could do, right? No sense getting worried ...

"Well, I'm sure I could modify that, somewhat." She didn't know if the others could hear them, and it didn't seem so, but she had illusion magic she could use to at least appear to them, right?

((You're so sweet! Thank you ><))

"Aa, I want to know a little more about what's going on, too." Lelouch swiftly turned around on his heels and headed out the door, holding it open for Patchouli.

Once the two were out in the hallway, he made his way to the Student Council room. Even though he had been gone for God knows how long, he hadn't forgot the school corridors and which turns were where. He was worried that no one but himself could see her, because it would make some setbacks now, but he was re-assured by Patchouli's "plan", whatever it was. He didn't bother asking, because he knew the answer would come in time.

They reached the room in no time, "All right, Patchouli. Try to keep a low profile if they don't notice you...I don't want the President flinging around her random accusations at me about kidnapping a woman," Lelouch opened the door and took a step in. In front of the two stood the student council, not really working at all, except the President who was unpacking a couple of boxes - fireworks, he guessed, "I'm back, President."

Fortunately, Patchouli was quite skilled with quickly engineering spells. She quickly completed her spell and put it to use. To others, she would appear to be there, but simultaneously it would not be powerful enough to make someone accurately believe that the girl existed; to them it would probably just be an image, existing halfway between dimensions -- and auditory signals would be just as inhibited. "Well, it's not going to do much," she told Lelouch, "but I can communicate with them a little. I don't know if it'll hold out long, but you'll still have to be my voice, because they won't be able to hear mine." She entered, still a bit close to Lelouch. "This is the best I can do, at the moment." Rather a shame, she thought.

She turned to the President. She would speak, but knew that this would not help at all. She was slightly disappointed, but what could be done?

[[OOC: It'll probably fade in and out repeatedly then eventually fail completely soon enough.]]

Lelouch nodded to Patchouli, agreeing to her plan, refraining from speaking to her until he was guartanteed the fact in physical form and reasurance that she was visible to the others. He was slightly amazed by the magic that she used, but he wasn't shocked by it, having seen another use magic before. It was quite strange and in the back of his head, he thought how useful it would be in the plan for destroying Britannia - but that could wait. He and Patchouli needed to settle what was needed to be settled in the current moment.

Millay then spoke up, "Lulu, where have you been all this time?"

"Sorry, President, I had other matters to tend to." Lelouch replied.

"And what's more important than our Student Council?" Millay paused for a moment and eyed what seemed to be an empty space next to Lulu, but he knew that she was looking - or trying to look - at Patchouli. Could she see her? "....i-in any case, a punishment should be enough to get you back on track; I'll let you know what it is later." She smiled, knowing Lelouch could not refuse her. She then turned her back to Lulu and went back to whatever she was doing before.

Lelouch turned to Patchouli and whispered to her, "It seems that you were right. She can tell you're here, but your form isn't..solid. I can be your voice, though, so I'll ask her whatever you want, but it has to be a reasonable request or question."

((orz, I am lame, it took me almost a week to find the "link" button cuz the comment faded ;; gah.))

[[OOC: Blah. Didn't get a notification for this D: My computer is an evil, evil machine.]]

Patchouli was trying to refrain from saying anything she'd regret later. Though Millay probably couldn't hear, there was still the possibility. "It wasn't his fault," she muttered quietly. She wasn't sure that this would do anything, but she was hopeful. She did wonder why Millay seemed to not react to Patchouli much. She turned her attention back to Millay. For a moment, she searched for a query to give to the woman. Finally, she came up with something.

"Do they fear?" She hoped her message got across.