picture prompt meme;

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the picture prompt meme

— Comment with your character and any preferences.
— Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...)
— Reply to them with a setting or text thread based on the picture.
— Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please.
— Be aware that this meme will be image-heavy.

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[endgamed]

[ Hm... Lelouch didn't really think that far this time. It was more of an impulsive thought, which he's converted into graciousness. It takes him a moment to respond, fixing his collar in the process to pass the time. ]

Your time is limited. You may ask until the end of the day, else the chance will pass.

[ Cheeky, indeed... But Lelouch doesn't seem to mind. He's dealt with worse people—the very same people Saber has spoken to the past few days, in fact.

He'll wait for Saber's decision before beginning the story of Alice in Wonderland. He'll only tell the condensed, children's version, however. ]

[knightedking]

[Saber brings his hand forward to lay it upon his own chest as he bows his head a little in what is both a deferential and sort of playful gesture.]

That is a very generous extension of your offer. I will be sure to use it wisely, Master. [He lifts his eyes then without fully straightening his head.]

Or do you prefer 'my lord'?

[endgamed]

[ He's developing a sharp tongue, or perhaps Saber's already had one to begin with, just sheathed until recently. It almost makes Lelouch feel normal, or perhaps it's because of where they are. In this garden, where it's peaceful and serene, Lelouch can't bring himself to put up a mask. ]

Lelouch will suffice.

[ That is his name, after all, and he surrenders it with a sigh. ]

[knightedking]

[A little smile lingers on Saber's face, like that response really doesn't surprise him a lot. He's not entirely sure if their senses of humour are meshing or if Lelouch is just tolerating the light nudges, but Saber figures there's not terribly much to worry about at this stage. Lelouch appears to be made of thicker skin that that.]

I believe you were preparing to tell me a tale.

[endgamed]

[ It's just a name. Or rather, it's his name, which he would like to go by. Then again, that doesn't really matter anymore in the grand scheme of things. ]

Ah, I was... [ He's told this story too many times already. While he could open the book and check for references, he doesn't really need it anymore. Especially when he'll base his story off the movie version, too. A tale for children to enjoy. Not necessarily something for bedtime, but... Nunnally always enjoyed it being told to her then.

He leans back against the tree, relaxing a little. ]

The story begins with Alice expressing discontent and boredom of her studies, and she heads to the riverbank to find something better to do. It's there that she meets a white rabbit, dressed in such gentlemanly wear, but he doesn't seem to be happy. In fact, he's rushing, exclaiming "I'm late! I'm late for a very important date!" [ One cannot miss Lelouch even acting that line out. Theatrics is something he's rather good at, after all. Even if it's Saber whom he's telling the story to, he doesn't hold back. ] Alice gives chase, even when the rabbit enters a hole on the ground.

Then, she falls.

[knightedking]

[Stories, Saber believes, have great power and a sort of magic to them. Anyone can tell them, and anyone may listen--they are not restricted by anything like status or wealth or bloodlines.

This very much feels like a story that Lelouch not only knows well, but one he has narrated in one form or another before. The cadence of his voice and the particular flare for dramatic portrayal is immediately and effortlessly enticing. It shows qualities and skills of a leader with excellent presentation skills with the capability to draw attention to him instantly. Maybe, in another life, Lelouch would have been a fine stage actor rather than a political one.

Resting his elbow on one knee and his cheek against his knuckle, Saber listens intently and with ease.]

Is she harmed during her fall?

[endgamed]

She is not.

[ Ah, that was a good time to pause, then, else he wouldn't have gotten that reaction out of Saber. Telling a story like this gives Lelouch nothing— amusement, perhaps, and it is a way to pass the time, but when he looks at it from an emperor's point of view, he gains nothing from it. What profit would an emperor make from telling a children's story to a Servant?

Absolutely nothing... still, he continues, because perhaps it is because he gains nothing that he is more than happy to do it. Somehow gaining the interest of Saber feels like a win, though. ]

Alice isn't hurt, and reaches the bottom of the hole a long while later. There, she sees a small door, one that she cannot fit through no matter what she does. It is far too small, after all. A white rabbit may fit, but a human child cannot.

She spots a table with biscuits, labelled "Eat me", [ Lelouch continues telling the story of Alice's adventures, particularly sounding lively when he gets to the part of the Cheshire Cat, even moreso with the Queen of Hearts. All are exciting parts of the story, all of which Nunnally would have enjoyed to hear about, were she here and they were on good terms... it doesn't seem to sour Lelouch's mood that he's sharing a piece of him that is more than special, though. In fact, he seems to be very receptive to the idea of sharing something important.

There are pauses in his story every now and again, made to incite a reaction from his one man audience. He isn't looking for anything dramatic, but would answer simple questions prior to continuing with the story. And then, at the end...

He sighs, dramatic and rather exaggerated... ]

Alice wakes up from her dream. It seems Wonderland wasn't real, after all.