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[All things considered, it's been a fairly uneventful day, though Rolo has had nothing but pacing thoughts since recently. Now that things are seemingly back to normal, he can be found seated at the edge of the harbor of Fishermans Horizon. Knees drawn toward his chest, one arm rests wrapped around his legs while his free hand holds a cellphone with a heart-shaped locket. Rolo isn't enjoying the scenery; rather, his gaze is glued to that locket, and he appears all too sullen and even a little depressed.

Then again, it's not uncommon to see him around Garden with a slight furrow of his brows and an expression that's neither happy nor sad. A flat look.

Two months. Almost.

Fingering the locket, he opens it. A melancholic tune plays for a second or two before he abruptly shuts the cover. It won't do to play the song here in this wretched place. Right now, he's deaf and blind to this world -- and potentially jumpy, as a result.]

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[notthestars.livejournal.com]

That's a beautiful tune.

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[He starts and whips his head around in the direction of the voice. She wasn't supposed to hear that.]

Ah . . .

[And now he's at a loss for words.]

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[Nura had been practicing yoga not too far from where Rolo sat, thinking of her prayers and her greatest prayer to return home one day. She pushed her good vibes to the universe and felt herself become flexible and malleable.

And then she'd heard the tune, and like a voice from the past, it called to her. It sounded faintly like her sister playing the sitar, humming lovingly to the tune.]

I think I know that song.

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[Those words alert Rolo for another reason entirely. He turns his hand down to obscure the cell phone and locket from view, adding:]

Are you from Britannia?

[Unless different worlds share similar tunes, he has to confirm if she is or isn't.]

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[she shakes her head.]

No, I'm not.

[expiries.livejournal.com]

[oh. darn.]

I thought you might have been, since you seemed to recognize the melody.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

No. I'm sorry. [She makes an apologetic look.] My sister is the musically gifted in my family, and it sounded a lot like one of her songs...

[expiries.livejournal.com]

Your sister . . .

[He looks back down to where the locket dangles. It's a slight similarity.]

I received this from Brother.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

[Nura glances at the locket, taut line of her lips curving into a soft smile.] That's very sweet. Is the song special to the both of you?

[expiries.livejournal.com]

[He has to think about that. It's not just the song -- the locket is his most prized possession. How does Lelouch feel about it?]

The bond that we share is.

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

You and your brother must be close.

[Now Nura and her sister? Yeaaah not so much. Last token of communication between the sisters had been Nura attempting to tell Mysa of the engagement, and that had gone as well as Nura had initially supposed.]

That's good.

[expiries.livejournal.com]

Of course. After all, siblings are supposed to be close.

[Right? Siblings at odds with one another is a fairly foreign concept.]

[notthestars.livejournal.com]

They're supposed to be close, but some aren't through reason and consequence.

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

[It was a day for swimming, Kaldur has decided, and rather than seeking out a pool at Garden wasn't enough. He had missed the sea. And so he had spent over an hour navigating between the ships within the harbor, not exactly enjoying the cramped quarters, but not wanting to venture too far out into open waters.

He can hear the music as he nears, warbled by the water's refraction and so he ascends with some curiosity right at the edge of the dock.]

An interesting melody.

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[Not having expected a man to emerge from the dock waters, Rolo starts and his hands instinctively move toward his chest, guarding his possessions, his head snapping up a margin to get a good look at the "newcomer."

What does he say to that?]

H-huh . . .

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

I apologize if I have disturbed you. [The boy appears to have been deep in thought if his demeanor is anything to go by.] The song is one I have not heard before. I was merely curious.

[expiries.livejournal.com]

. . . it's something from back home.

[Yes. Home. That's what he should call it.]

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

Hm. [He bobs easily in the water, but it's rude in his opinion to be on such uneven standing with someone, so he pushes himself out of the water and onto the dock.]

Things from our homes should be treasured. We do not know when we will return.

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[Rolo eyes Kaldur from the corner of his eyes, not saying anything until he's addressed again.]

But I . . . we'll return. Someday.

[He must. Never mind the others.]/small>

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

[He nods in agreement, but notices how alert and distant the boy is. Is it because they are strangers or for another reason? The former seems the most obvious.]

Even if there are years until then, I believe we will. We've been brought here for a reason. Such things do not occur by happenstance.

I am Kaldur.

ahaha what is HTML

[expiries.livejournal.com]

[Hah. What does he know? Rolo doesn't grace that bit with a response just yet, instead putting forth a small smile for the introduction.]

I'm Rolo. It's nice to meet you, Kaldur.

What were you doing in the water?

That silly thing that likes to annoy us?

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

[Kaldur doesn't expect a response. He's friends with people who do not always give them.]

Swimming, nothing more. The waters here are good for it, despite the...clutter. [By which he means all of the ships which make it hard to really move around.]

Do you come here often?

This, very much.

[expiries.livejournal.com]

[He glances at the ships.]

Not really. There isn't much to do here.

[On his part. There's probably a lot someone can do in a place like this if they tried.]

[nottheleader.livejournal.com]

Have you been here long? I have not, so perhaps that it why I find myself with much to occupy my time. [And his team contributes to that. Keeping an eye on them all is time-consuming.]

[expiries.livejournal.com]

I suppose. It's been about two months now. And you? [Even with the random goings-on of the Garden, practically nothing happens here compared to what he's used to.]