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If looks can kill, this was it. However, Lelouch doesn't find himself splayed out dead across his lawn, so he continues to presume that it wasn't possible. His however, might. Reluctantly, he crawls into the backseat of the limo, and the door slams shut behind him. Clearly, the chauffeur dislikes him, judging by the way he basically crushed the door shut. Perhaps he has a thing against royals who's birth mother was a commoner. How racist.
Lelouch itches in his suit as he buckles himself into the car. He fixates his eyes on the mirror hanging from the front of the car for the chauffeur to inspect him. Momentarily, their eyes clap. and Lelouch finally dismisses the idea of Geassing him and ordering him to crash this sleek, black car. He's not very exuberant about going to his own party that Clovis threw for him. He'd rather not. He slightly regrets not running off with Nunnally, but he has to stay and keep an eye on their process and system, if his father even goes out to look for Nunnally, which is slightly skeptical. However, Lelouch doesn't doubt that his father would go find Nunnally just to annoy Lelouch, he probably even has a suspicion that Lelouch might be lying about Nunnally's whereabouts or episode with terrorists.
The drive was short, and as the limo pulls up at the glistening gates that surround a rather large front yard with grass, which the green seems too bright and artificial in Lelouch's opinion, that leads up to a towering mansion, perhaps even slightly bigger than Clovis'. He sighs, as the chauffeur opens the door, and finally, he steps out. The limo drives off, leaving Lelouch behind to stand there. Technically, he's sure that the chauffeur is supposed to stay behind and wait until Lelouch enters the building, however, perhaps he thought Lelouch was ignorant upon the basic courtesy rules that remained unspoken, as one with common sense can think about this. However, Lelouch is quite pleased he left, as he didn't want to keep the chauffeur waiting, as Lelouch remains standing there, unsure whether or not he really wants to enter.
He finally forces himself to creak open the golden gates, and begins to walk towards the mansion. The closer the distance between them, he's able to hear muffled music and distant shouts from inside. He hesitates. He's unsure whether or not he wants to enter through the front door. It'd certainly draw attention to himself. Rather, he'd just appear inside without anyone noticing him, it'd probably make him feel better, knowing that half the people inside wouldn't be aware of his existence at that moment. He shoves the two large doors open, and to his horror, their hinges mustn't been oiled daily, as a large screech echoes as the door opens. He doesn't want to yawn out the creaks, as it'd take forever, so he just opens the door.
The music continues to pound, however, nobody's dancing. Rather, they're focused on the figure that just walked in. "Dear brother!" Clovis shouts, thrusting out his hands to his sides as though for an added flair. Lelouch cringes, however, remains passive, as Clovis basically drawn everyone's attention towards them. He politely hugs Lelouch, and quite hesitantly, he pats Clovis on the back. "Come, join your party!" Clovis exclaims, and Lelouch resists running as he drags him throughout the party.
Lelouch was sure he invited his student council friends from back in Ashford Academy, however, he doesn't see them. Then again, there are numerous amounts of people, so perhaps they were here, and are waiting for a moment when Clovis finally leaves his side to talk with him. "This is Lady Evelynn," Lelouch stiffly bows at the woman in front of her, who's probably younger, judging by her height. Then again, he's rather tall, so maybe she's just short from his point of view. The brunette flushes at his presence, and Lelouch clamps his mouth shut, refusing to allowed a scoff to escape.
"Is this the right place?" Rivalz groans. Kallen rolls her eyes. Such a fumbling idiot. She clenches the sides of her dress, tugging it up, so that she doesn't trip over the flowing edges. She hates this dress, unfortunately, Ohgi mentioned how this could be an opportunity for her to get intel on Clovis or Lelouch. She hates this dress. It's too revealing, in her opinion, however, she didn't have another fashionable item to wear to such a formal party, and Milly's the one with all these sparkling outfits, and Kallen doesn't feel as though it's right to insult the dress of the person who's allowing you to borrow one.
"No, of course it is, look!" Milly snaps, pointing a manicured finger towards the large mansion. "You can hear music all the way from here!" she claims. Kallen falls silent, concentrating. She's right. Unfortunately. Kallen half-heartedly hoped for them to appear at the wrong place, so they sadly cannot make it. She doesn't feel like celebrating the return of a Britannian Prince. However, Kallen cannot settle her feelings about this particular subject, after all, she's unsure whether or not to pity or despise Lelouch. Judging Milly's words, it seems as though he's rather reluctant to return, however, his arrogant nature and the way he slacks off on every class and yet not fail makes him seem to take things for granted, like a real noble. "This is definitely the place," Milly states, readjusting her dress so that it'd fit her shape more.
Kallen has a feeling that Milly chosen out this periwinkle dress because it coordinates with her eyes. She begins to fantasize what'd happen if she gouged out Milly's eyes-then how would she pick her dresses in color scheme? The only person who seems excited about this is Milly. Even Shirley seems slightly nervous, and uncomfortable in her outfit. Kallen doesn't doubt that Milly chose her dress, after all, it's also very revealing near the top. She scowls. Nina's probably the most modest female by this point, wearing scruffy flats and a nice, scarlet dress. Kallen seriously wonders why she couldn't just pretend to be sick.
"Do you think Lelouch arrived yet?" Rivalz tries to converse with them as they walk towards the mansion. Milly seems to have the most trouble, as her heels are sinking into the soft soil of the flourishing yard. Kallen has to admire the vegetation, however; no matter how much she already hates this whole area, those flowers are quite beautiful.
"Of course he has, it's his party," Shirley chirps, also struggling to walk in the champagne hued dress that stretches across her whole frame. Kallen is suddenly quite pleased and grateful that Milly chose an outfit where the actual skirt flares from her hips, so that she may run if she has to. She's also glad she refused to allow Milly to do just about anything with her hair, as the bun Shirley's sporting seems rather tight. They open the door, revealing masts of dancing nobles, or just small groups.
"Whoa!" Rivalz gasps aloud.
"Where's Lulu?" Shirley murmurs, and Kallen cringes, but thankfully, nobody else heard that over the blaring music and continuous chattering.
"Hm, it's quite loud, isn't it?" Milly's mouth knots in distaste. Like you're never loud, a thought surfaces in Milly's mind, and she resists smirking. "Well, I guess we might as well look for Lelouch. It's bound that he's here by now, as nobody looked at us when we entered an hour later after the party started, so that means the guest of honor must've already arrived." she explains. Kallen blinks. For once, her explanation is logical. Kallen shivers at the sight of men nearby, cornering woman in an attempt to seduce them, or the dancing couples who seem too close in Kallen's opinion. She's sure to stay near Shirley and Milly. She might consider herself as a powerful woman, but she's way out of her comfortable range, and besides, power and comfort in numbers. Nina must've been thinking the same two, as she's literally clinging onto the hem of Milly's dress.
"Uh, can we go into the corner? Everyone here are either a higher status or way older than us, there's not much people around our age," Rivalz hisses, keeping his voice low. Kallen nods furiously, agreeing with that. Her hatred for Lelouch increases, for inviting them to such a place. To her surprise, even Milly agrees with Rivalz's idea, which usually never happen, however, having a glance at her visage and expression, she seems slightly uncomfortable and nervous.
"I'll get refreshments," Shirley offers, after finding a rather secluded corner of the dance hall, all of them leaning against the wall, basically squished together, as though they can meld or camouflage into the wooden wallpaper behind them. Kallen wishes.
"No, I should," Rivalz offers quickly. It'd be foolish to allow Shirley to go alone. They'd most likely loose her in this vast area, anyways.
"Yeah, Shirley," Kallen whispers. "Let him, he's disposable." she's pleased as Milly snickers, Rivalz throws a furious and startled glare in her direction, how Shirley smiles widely at her comment, and even a small grin graces Nina's pale visage.
Her one comment almost makes them feel like it's another normal day, back at Ashford Academy.