[rustling of bedsheets followed by footsteps. then, a squeak against glass is heard. C.C. seems to be wiping her window.]
Lelouch, why is snow white? [short pause]
Snow is white because it's forgotten what color it's supposed to be.
[sigh, followed with a long silence]
"I do not know why snow is white, but it is beautiful. I don't hate it." He always had a way with words. Silly boy.
[mumbles] Alright, how does that woman know all this?
[C.C. happens to be reaching for her pizza box, but whenever she seems to reach for it, the box floats out of her reach for a couple of seconds. Then when C.C. turns around, the pizza floats over her head and whacks her.] Who knew pizza would come out to get me one day. That was incredibly low.
Of all people to be stuck to, I'm chained to a kid in a suit and monocle. No pun intended. Getting these restraints off is quite the problem. What did that Yuuko say again? Know thy neighbour, know thyself; and then, something about getting to know each other.
I wonder what she meant by that. Why did Lelouch have to make the dress so damn detailed? I hope I can get something done this week. That's being optimistic. Halloween is in...nineteen days.
I have my clothes back for good this time. The shirts were beginning to cut off my circulation a bit up here.
Samhain starts in a few weeks. I believe the modern world calls the first day of Samhain Halloween. Whatever it's called, the tradition is the same. Dress up to ward off the spirits of the dead.
Should I go as a witch? The irony of that. It should be interesting this year since I'm here and not back home.
Well, this is...different.
I think there was a monocle in here too.
[C.C. is wearing a white tee-shirt that exposes some of her midriff and jeans that look a bit short on her.]
I'm used to wearing boy's clothing that relatively close to my size. Alright, which one of you has my straitjacket and my other clothes?
Murphy's law: Everything that can go wrong will go wrong.
I won't bother to lock this. People will hack it regardless so might as well. I should stop worrying. It's unbecoming of me.
What kind of tea is best for soothing one's self? I'll admit this one last time. I've been having an odd dream lately.