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001; voice -> video
[The entry begins with a quiet sigh, apparently unconscious but no less heartfelt because of it. First a relocation to some post-apocalyptic/cyberpunk/dystopian locale (it's difficult to fit Exsilium into a single box and he feels no inclination to), then told he's to fight a war he has no interest in joining (doesn't he have enough to worry about already?), and then the revelation that yes, yes he should in fact care about this revolution (life is never easy), and honestly, is it any wonder he's beginning to feel tired? Either way, this introduction has long since been forthcoming. He's wasted enough time absorbing the information; now is the time to act upon it.]
Exsilium. Latin, if I'm any judge. Easy enough to guess its meaning.
[A pause, and although it isn't visible, he's shaking his head. Now is not the time to muse.]
Where are my manners? Lelouch Lamperouge, student, although if we're to be working together in the capacity the information I've heard and read suggests, I ought to be more direct: I am a rebel, a leader, a commander—a strategist, if you're looking for a more—
...and also a silly boy.
[Said "silly boy" falters, obviously thrown, then after a second or so of silence—]
C.C, what are you—I told you not to—!
[ There are muffled sounds on the other end of the feed, the jostling of the tablet's camera, a flicking of a switch, and flashes of green hair and violet eyes before it comes to center on a pale, slender woman with an entrancing gaze. ]
What he means to say is that we're looking for assistance.
[ There’s an aggravated sigh from off-camera, practically a huff, and without a care for how it might interrupt the flow of the entry now, Lelouch mutters, ]
I was getting to that. If you could have just waited—
It's not important. Weren't you supposed to bring me a pizza an hour ago? Where is it?
Witch, I told you, I—
[ A loud yelp, and now C.C. is addressing her audience as a whole. ]
Call me C.C. I'm this one's [ a jerk of her head ] partner. You may contact either one of us if you've need of anything.
You're an embarrassment.
Likewise.
((ooc; Joint intro with Lelouch in purple and C.C. in green. Lelouch has also changed his visible name thing (I am the most technical) to "Lelouch Lamperouge" rather than "Lelouch vi Britannia" and will continue to do so until further notice. C.C. has no actual name, but will show up as "C.C." Expect both to be replying, but please do specify to whom your character is replying if you have a specific preference. Do note, however, that either or both may or may not be looking over the other’s shoulder during responses. Because. What is personal space. Yeah. And yes they are rooming together. Thank you!
ETA: Oh, and responses may come as a 1/2 and 2/2 because of the dual nature of this intro with 1/2 probably being Lelouch and 2/2 probably being C.C. Depends on who's faster.))
Exsilium. Latin, if I'm any judge. Easy enough to guess its meaning.
[A pause, and although it isn't visible, he's shaking his head. Now is not the time to muse.]
Where are my manners? Lelouch Lamperouge, student, although if we're to be working together in the capacity the information I've heard and read suggests, I ought to be more direct: I am a rebel, a leader, a commander—a strategist, if you're looking for a more—
...and also a silly boy.
[Said "silly boy" falters, obviously thrown, then after a second or so of silence—]
C.C, what are you—I told you not to—!
[ There are muffled sounds on the other end of the feed, the jostling of the tablet's camera, a flicking of a switch, and flashes of green hair and violet eyes before it comes to center on a pale, slender woman with an entrancing gaze. ]
What he means to say is that we're looking for assistance.
[ There’s an aggravated sigh from off-camera, practically a huff, and without a care for how it might interrupt the flow of the entry now, Lelouch mutters, ]
I was getting to that. If you could have just waited—
It's not important. Weren't you supposed to bring me a pizza an hour ago? Where is it?
Witch, I told you, I—
[ A loud yelp, and now C.C. is addressing her audience as a whole. ]
Call me C.C. I'm this one's [ a jerk of her head ] partner. You may contact either one of us if you've need of anything.
You're an embarrassment.
Likewise.
((ooc; Joint intro with Lelouch in purple and C.C. in green. Lelouch has also changed his visible name thing (I am the most technical) to "Lelouch Lamperouge" rather than "Lelouch vi Britannia" and will continue to do so until further notice. C.C. has no actual name, but will show up as "C.C." Expect both to be replying, but please do specify to whom your character is replying if you have a specific preference. Do note, however, that either or both may or may not be looking over the other’s shoulder during responses. Because. What is personal space. Yeah. And yes they are rooming together. Thank you!
ETA: Oh, and responses may come as a 1/2 and 2/2 because of the dual nature of this intro with 1/2 probably being Lelouch and 2/2 probably being C.C. Depends on who's faster.))