Back by popular demand for the new year!
C.C: (Wearing nightrobe) Did we go anywhere?
Milly: (Same, only satin, teasingly open) Well, Lulu saw heavn a few times.
Kallen: (Tugging a red one on) I still say keeping him at it until the countdown was over was going too far.
Shirley: (Simply smiling and humming to herself)
Kyugan: In any case, now that that's settled, let's resume where we left off!
Kallen: Bythe way, where's Lelouch?
Euphie: Oh he's tired, so we let him sleep, Kaguya's just gone to check on him.
Lelouch: (Looking up weakly as Kaguya looms over him, like some lolicon angel of death, whip in hand) ...mommy...
Chapter eleven: Interlude in a cave.
Standing alone in the deserted civilian sector, Jeremiah gazed down at the silent, broken form of what had once been one of his closest friends and subordinates.
He'd known Kewell for years, the man had served under him since landing in Area Eleven…Japan rather, and had been one of the largest supporters of the now defunct purists. But the man's loyalty had already been proven to be questionable, as he'd actually plotted to kill Jeremiah, or simply discredit him further, since the Orange incident.
Jeremiah had lost track of the number of times he'd been blamed for their unit's failures in his previous life, though admittedly his zealous pursuit of 'Zero' HAD been an all-encompassing goal back then.
'Sorry…Kewell.' He muttered, tossing the man's broken body into the street, looking up just as the first tremors began to shake the mountain 'But it is for the good of the world.'
That said, the former Margrave turned his Sutherland around and raced off to catch up to Villetta and the evacuees, never looking back at the broken form of his former friend.
Cornelia smiled to herself, watching on the radar as her troops continued to decimate the pitiful resistance put up by the JLF troops. It was no competition really, the elevens were using outdated military technology, relics from a bygone era that were next to useless against even Gloucesters.
Since all of her personal troops piloted the most recent models of Gloucesters, the purple frames tearing though the woodland like knights of old, it was little wonder that they were currently decimating the enemy, routing them from their hiding places, before finishing them off with an efficiency that would have made even the Romans green with envy.
'It's all so easy…' she sighed, her spear punching through one of the JLF's customized Glasgow knockoffs, directing her men towards the summit of the mountain 'Isn't there a SINGLE strategist amongst these rebels worth a damn?'
'There's Zero…' a certain part of her mind that she'd thought long suppressed pointed out, the Viceroy flinching as she recalled the masked Vigilante that had been preying on her thoughts for some time now.
'He's not associated with the JLF.' She countered, shaking such thoughts aside with a grim scowl, 'If he was, they'd probably stand a better chance.'
She blinked as a flare went up from Dalton's position, signaling that her Knight had located the headquarters of the rebels. And in record time too. "We'll secure our position here." She ordered, speaking to Guilford and the rest of her escort over the radio smiling at the Knight's enquiry "Send a reserve force to back up Dalton…looks like he'll be getting another medal."
Her good humor was ruined as the earth beneath her trembled, the Viceroy's Frame stumbling, almost losing it's footing, as the entire mountain seemed to come to life.
"What's going on!?" she demanded, looking at the screen, only to gape as Dalton's forces, who'd been securing the route to the HQ, proceeded to flicker off the map en masse, as if swept away by like leaves in a river.
"A Landslide!" Guilford reported, his startled visage appearing on the communications screen as he relayed the situation to his leader "Dalton and Alex's forces are being wiped out!" His eyes widened as Cornelia moved her Gloucester closer to the flow of rock and mud "Your Highness fall back! You're in danger there!"
"I don't care!" Cornelia countered, the witch of britannia looking over her shoulder as she spoke, her face lined with a determined, angry scowl as she ordered her men "Forget about me! Find out about Dalton! Where's Alex?!"
"Milady!" came a report from her subordinate, the princess turning to scowl at the man's grainy image over the relay "New enemy force confirmed, moving in from the summit. Carius force moving in to engage them."
"Tch, hoping to take advantage of all the confusion are they?" Cornelia mused, a hint of approval in her tone, though it was marred by the frown on her face, as she hadn't been expecting such a tactic, not from the JLF anyways "Not bad for Elevens."
"Emergency call from Carius unit!" the same subordinate from earlier announced, catching the Viceroy's attention as she turned once again to face him "It's not the Japan Liberation Front! They think it's…the Black Knights!"
"What?!" Cornelia gaped, whirling round to face the summit, her eyes narrowing in understanding of just WHO she was up against "Then HE'S here…!"
"Cornelia has only limited reinforcements headed her way." Zero reported, the masked revolutionary leading the Black Knights in their charge as they raced down the mountain towards the cornered Viceroy "Smash right through them!"
The Black Knights voiced their agreement by opening fire on the unit sent to waylay them, those Piloting the Burai's accompanying Zero, while the captured Sutherlands accompanied those members without units of their own, to aid in the guerilla tactics Zero had prepped them for earlier.
Several of them launched attacks on the troops moving to assist Cornelia, others picked off the survivors from Dalton and Alex's forces that had managed to avoid the worst of the landslide. Still more were moving throughout the woodlands, picking off stragglers and making sure that the tanks and other armored vehicles didn't become a threat, all while guarding the rear so that Zero and his men could escape once Cornelia was captured.
'Without Jeremiah's interference, they won't even know we're coming.' The vigilante deduced, smirking as he recalled the orders he'd left for 'Orange' to carry out 'And knowing Euphie, she'll reward him with a promotion for his handling of the evacuation…which will put him in a much better position.'
While unexpected, Jeremiah's awakening had the distinct advantage of giving Lelouch a man on the inside, someone that knew the military, and could pass on information without fear of getting caught.
"Kallen," the former demon emperor hailed, bringing the redhead's face up on screen as he directed the rest of the Knights in a charge down the mountainside "have you finished wiping out the troops sent to investigate?"
"Affirmative!" Kallen reported, the smile on the redhead's face oddly infectious, a healthy glow about her cheeks as she piloted the Japanese Knightmare through the woods "The Gurren handles like a dream!"
"I knew it would serve you well." Zero complimented, the elder Lamperouge smiling knowingly behind his visor at the redhead, his words laced with proud approval "Now hurry up and rejoin us, but stay hidden."
"Roger!"
"Lloyd, what's going on?" Suzaku asked, the honorary britannian leaning round in his seat to look down at the bespectacled scientist, who was humming smugly to himself as he looked over the battlefield data.
"It's very unnatural." Lloyd mused, the Earl of pudding wondering just how unnerved the higher ups must be feeling after such a devastating assault, before smiling coyly at the Lancelot's pilot/test subject "There's been an unconfirmed report that the Black Knights have appeared."
"Zero!" Suzaku breathed, his eyes widening at the vigilante's audacity, and daring, at staging such an attack. How had he known that they'd be operating in this area? Had the landslide been HIS doing?
"Congratulations!" Lloyd applauded, the dazed, campish earl/scientist/pudding otaku smiling eagerly up at the Warrant Officer, his blue eyes dancing excitedly behind his glasses "This is our chance!"
"You're so rash!" Cecile chided, the blue haired technician frowning at her superior in disapproval, honestly wondering how on earth he could talk like that. But then again,Lloyd never did see things the same way everyone else did, to him the loss of a few outdated sutherlands was simply a means to promote the Lancelot.
"Huh? Why's that?" the Lord of pudding demanded, looking honestly perturbed by the smile that Cecile leveled at him "Uh…never mind…In any case, while the high command is still gathering data, all we can do is play it by ear…" he smiled up at Suzaku "right?"
'Amazing…' Euphemia breathed, looking on in awe as the reports of fallen forces continued to increase 'Just as Zero predicted…we've lost almost half our combat strength in that first assault…' she eyed the dark trail on the map screen that represented the mudflow 'And he predicted exactly what civilian areas would be affected…'
When Zero had called in to inform her that innocents might get caught in the crossfire, Euphemia had jumped on the chance to save innocent lives, regardless of the information. She didn't even think of questioning the integrity of Zero's words, something deep within in her letting her know that he wasn't lying.
'Could it really be him?' she wondered, a hand going to her breast as the image of the masked vigilante was superimposed over the image of the purple-eyed boy she recalled from from her childhood at the aries villa 'Could he really be alive…?'
"This is Lord Jeremiah, reporting in." came a voice over the speakers, the pink haired princess and sub-viceroy looking up to find the disgraced former margrave onscreen "Evacuation of civilian areas successful your highness."
"Well done, Lord Jeremiah." the princess applauded, smiling gratefully up at the man that had, in his own way, tried to bring justice to Clovis' murder, and if her sister's reports were accurate, may have been covering up a scandal that her sibling had created "Did you and your men suffer any harm?"
"Lord Kewel attempted to assault Lord Jeremiah." Villetta Nu reported, the golden-eyed, blue haired Lieutenant appearing on screen alongside her commanding officer "Lord Jeremiah apprehended him, but…"
"He escaped into the woods." Jeremiah sighed, the disgraced former margrave appearing stricken at the words, his eyes, one of which Euphemia noted was artifical, turning downcast as he shook his head "He could very well have been caught up in the mudflow."
"We'll send a search team to investigate afterwards." Euphemia offered, looking saddened at the man's fate, as treason or not, nobody deserved to be buried alive "If he's alive, he'll face a military tribunal for assaulting an officer."
"With all due respect your Highness, I am no longer an officer." Jeremiah informed her, a wistful smile on his face as he shook his head. Villetta, who'd been silent this entire time, flinched lsightly, a look of concern on her face as she regarded her friend and commanding officer.
"I'll have a word with my sister…I mean the Viceroy." Euphemia assured the former Margrave, smiling at the green haired noble as she spoke, her hands held before her "Such service should not be ignored."
"Thank you, Milady." Jeremiah bowed, his features reverent and humbled as he held one gloved hand over his breast, a stunned Villetta blinking, before doing the same on her own end "I will not let you down."
"Princess!" one of Euphemia's advisors cried out in alarm "Something's advancing on the Viceroy from behind!"
"What?!" Cornelia demanded, whirling round just as five custom Burai's, piloted by Todoh and the Four Holy Swords, broke from cover and began attacking her escort "The Japan Liberation Front?!"
"Your highness!" Guilford insisted, the bespectacled Knight moving his own Knightmare in front of his lady, shielding her from the oncoming enemy, lance in hand "Please, leave them to us, you have to withdraw for now!"
"Very well." The Witch of Britannia allotted, nodding her head in approval as her Knight moved in to intercept Todoh's Burai "I know a way to turn this around. Guilford! After you drive them back, meet me over at point nine."
Having laid down her orders, the purple haired princess charged the two members of the Holy swords that challenged her, meeting them head on and breaking her way through, before racing off.
'So there's some life left in these Elevens after all…' she mused, racing through the ravine which would bring her behind the enemy's guard 'Those Frames weren't like the ones they've stolen before, they're lighter, more agile…'
A flash of red up ahead stopped the Viceroy in her tracks, narrowing her eyes at the unfamiliar Frame blocking the way, knowing for CERTAIN it wasn't one of hers, even as Guilford's warning reached her. "CORNELIA!" the pilot of the red Knightmare yelled, charging in head first, the silver arm of the red and gold Frame clenching in readiness.
"Lowborn SCUM!" Cornelia countered, thrusting forwards with her lance, accelerating to add force to the blow, only to blink as the red Knightmare leapt out of the way, forcing her to jump herself to avoid an attack from behind.
"That's not just a customized unit!" the Viceroy realized, as the speed and agility of the red frame actually outmatched her own Gloucester. Only Cornelia's skill and experience had saved her from that last attack.
Gunfire rained down on her from behind, the Viceroy disengaging her Slash Harkens to avoid being shot in the back, even as a familiar voice called out to her.
"Can you hear me…Cornelia?" Zero greeted, the masked vigilante's voice emanating from a customized Knightmare, wearing something akin to a Samurai helm on it's armored head "This is checkmate."
"Zero…" the viceroy exclaimed, her voice a mixture between anger and intrigue, her Knightmare kneeling, looking over its shoulder to see the assembled forces perched around her, cursing as she realized not one of them was friendly 'Dammit! Surrounded!'
"Shall we celebrate our reunion?" the vigilante suggested, his tone laced with respectful humor, as if they had bumped into one another at a ball, rather than him cornering her like a fox on the hunt "Of course, I promise you will come to no harm."
"Meaning you want me to surrender?" Cornelia posed rhetorically, a sardonic smirk twisting her purple lips as she snorted. Strangely enough, despite the situation around her, the Viceroy felt oddly calm. After all, the last few times she'd spoken with Zero, he'd kept his word despite her misgivings.
"If you wish." Zero offered, his tone non-committal, almost as if he truly didn't care about such things "Though if it soothes your pride, you can think of this as a continuation of our previous conversations."
Cornelia's eyes widened, recalling the bombshell the vigilante had dropped on her the last time, before narrowing her eyes and biting her lip, torn with indecision.
On the one hand, Zero apparently knew something about Empress Marianne's death, or at least enough to get her questioning what people believed as gospel. On the other, she refused to show weakness in front of the Elevens.
"What makes you think I'll come quietly?" she demanded, turning her Gloucester around and pointing her rifle at the red Knightmare blocking her path, heedless of the cocked rifles that were aimed at her from on high "If I defeat this one, I'm free and clear."
"True," Zero agreed, his tone calm and composed "but the damage you'd receive would hinder your movements, making you a viable target for the JLF." he paused, as if to let the Viceroy mull that little fact over "And they aren't as inclined to resolve matters peaceably, as I am."
'He's got me there.' Cornelia muttered, biting her lip, torn between anger at being cornered like this, and being impressed with Zero's advanced tactical skills 'Cornered, outgunned and outnumbered…he's even secured the high ground and made use of the JLF's own forces to block off my men.'
The Witch of Britannia had to admit, she was impressed. The number of men that could drive her into a corner like this could be counted on one hand, two fingers even.
One was her father, a man she wouldn't DREAM of confronting without the assurance of a small battalion at her back. The other was Schniezel…and the less said about her elder brother, and her childish crush on him from when they were young, the better.
"Alright, we'll talk." She agreed, stamping the butt of her spear on the ground, smirking to herself as her words caused the assembled Black Knights to mutter amongst themselves in shocked surprise, apparently they'd been half expecting her to refuse "However, I'm keeping my weapons."
"By all means." Zero agreed, even as several of the resistance voiced their protests, pointing off to the side with his rifle "There's a cave nearby, off the beaten path. Turn off your id-signal and follow me."
"Zero…you sure about this?" the pilot of the red Knightmare asked, the concern in her voice evident as she took a step towards the Viceroy's Gloucester, Cornelia scowling, her grip on the Gloucester's lance tightening in readiness.
"I'm positive, Red Queen." Zero assured the pilot, Cornelia quirking an eyebrow at the man's choice of codename "Besides…your dance partner should be arriving soon…"
"Suzaku…" Lloyd drawled, watching on the screen as the Warrant Officer moved the Lancelot Frame into launch position "There's something I want to ask you…More than anything, you hate when people die," he quirked an eyebrow inquisitively "yet you're in the military, why is that?"
"I'm in the military to STOP people from dying." Suzaku replied, his features disciplined as he prepared to engage the enemy, and perhaps capture Zero. The vigilante had to be brought to justice before his actions grew too far out of control.
"That self contradiction will get you killed someday…"Lloyd pointed out with a bemused smile, only to yelp as Cecile grabbed him by the collar, dragging the man off-screen as the sakuradite powered up, Lloyd's pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears.
"Lancelot…now launching." Suzaku declared, the white Knightmare tearing off the launch pad and making it's way towards Cornelia's last reported location.
'Her signal cut off just after it was reported that Zero's troops were cooperating with the JLF.' The Warrant officer recalled, grimacing at the prospect that the woman had been felled 'Could she have been captured?' he wondered, firing his Veres into the mountainside to clear a path 'As 2nd princess, she'd make one hell of a bargaining chip-!'
His thoughts trailed off as he raced into the opening created by the Veres, only to be greeted by a hail of gunfire from the front and sides. 'Dammit!' he swore, activating his shield to ward off the worst of the attacks 'They were waiting for me agai-!'
A flash of crimson was all the warning he got before he was blindsided by a red Knightmare of unknown design, the frame knocking the Lancelot off balance, before grabbing the arm that held the Veres.
Instantly, a red haze filled the air, Suzaku's eyes widening as alarms blazed to life all over his console. "Suzaku!" Cecile cried over the intercom, Lloyd's terrified squawks of 'MY BABY!' echoing in the background hysterically "Get away from that thing!"
"DAMMIT!" Suzaku cursed, the Honorary Britannian drawing one of the Lancelot's swords, slicing the white Knightmare's arm off at the elbow, heedles of Lloyd's enraged shriek, and flipping out of the way with the same movement "What is that thing?!"
"Not this time punk!" a voice yelled ocer the airwaves, Suzaku stumbling as a rocket-propelled Grenade crashed into the Lancelot's back, knocking the Knightmare on it's face, the red Knightmare's silver hand coming to hold it down.
'No!' Suzaku exclaimed, his eyes widening as he tried to raise the white Knight, the systems sparking like crazy as they began to shut down from energy overload, only to blink as the red haze surrounding his cockpit dimmed.
"Consider yourself lucky." The pilot of the red frame declared, the modulated voice laced with mockery and derision as their Knightmare pushed the Lancelot's face into the dirt "Zero ordered us to keep you out of the way…but not to kill you."
'Zero!' the Warrant officer grimaced, eyes narrowing at the mockery in the pilot's tone, his teeth clenching at the indignity. Again, the masked Revolutionary seemed to be three steps ahead of him, messing with his head and carrying out acts of terroirsm in the same instant.
"Still, no point in letting you off scot free." The pilot deduced, the crimson Knightmare stepping on the Lancelot's head, grabbing one of the White Knightmare's legs with it's silver right arm, which began to pulse "So we're putting you out of action for a while!"
"ZERO!" Suzaku yelled, even as the red warning lights flashed over his console, as the Lancelot's leg was severed from the frame in a flash of crimson.
"Quaint little place you have here…" Cornelia noted wrly, the purple haired Viceroy looking around the cool, shadowed cave with a hint of interest. There weren't too many natural wonders like this she'd seen after all "So what, are you planning on finishing me off here?"
"Hardly," Zero assured her, leading the way deeper into the cave, once again trusting his unprotected back to the Viceroy, despite her vendetta against him "We both share a common goal, it serves no purpose to kill you."
"Not like Clovis." Cornelia noted pointedly, her words hard and directed to sting, her hand reaching for the weapon at her hip in case Zero tried anything. He might just want to talk, but unlike last time, he didn't have a small army of Knightmares at his beck and call.
"It was harder for me to kill Clovis than I had laid out." Zero admitted, earning a look of confusion from the Viceroy "I took no pleasure in killing him, despite the many atrocities he'd performed." He pulled up short at a small, underground lake "But that is not the reason we're here."
"Not the current one, no." Cornelia agreed, her frown in place as she placed a hand on her hip, narrowing her eyes at the vigilante, though his words had sparked her interest "Rest assured though, I WILL have satisfaction for Clovis' death."
"As you will." Zero reasoned, nodding his head in understanding "Regarding what we discussed before, the incident revolving around the death of Empress Marianne." He nodded as Cornelia stood up straighter "It all revolves around an order, founded around a power that has existed long before Britannia began its quest for global domination."
"What kind of order?" Cornelia queried, her eyes narrowing in confusion, and a hint of intrigue, at the man's words "And what do you mean by power?" she added, nodding her head towards the masked man "You mentioned it before-!"
She stiffened, glaring at a shadow that had appeared at Zero's back, eyes narrowing as a woman with green hair and a strange, white outfit stepped out of the shadows.
"This is C.C." Zero introduced, the revolutionary gesturing to the newcomer with a gloved hand as Cornelia relaxed slightly "She can describe the power better than I can…" he paused for effect, his helment tilted towards the Viceroy "after all, she is the source of it all."
"The Source?" Cornelia repeated, her eyes flicking between Zero and the newcomer, a scowl forming on her face as she felt her temper rise, wondering if Zero had dragged her down here just to mess with her head "you expect me to believe that this…GIRL, has a power that my father seeks?"
"If you mean Charles, then he's already received the power." C.C informed the woman, Cornelia's eyes widening at the girl's familiarity "Oh don't be so shocked, I've known Charles and his brother since they were children."
"Brother?" Cornelia stammered, her eyes wide with confusion, and more than a hint of outrage at the insinuation, though she filed away the woman's use of her father's first name, something even the man's consorts were hesitant to use, for later "What Brother? My father was an only child!"
"Officially, yes." Zero interrupted, drawing the woman's attention back to him as he held a hand to the side "That's because Charles had all record of him erased, be it paper or people, through a combination of his power as emperor…and the Power of Geass."
"Geass?" Cornelia repeated, looking between the masked vigilante and green haired girl in abject confusion, noting that the girl seemed to be examing her "Is that the name of this so called power you keep talking about?"
"The Geass Order was founded around need to study and create those with the power of Geass." C.C picked up, drawing attention back to herself, "I, and V.V, Charles' elder brother, possessed the power to awaken the ability in others." She sighed "But after Marianne's death, I withdrew, and passed full control over to V.V."
"Doubtless one of the reasons behind his murdering of Marianne." Zero opined, Cornelia's eyes widening at the words "He deemed her a threat to the 'perfect world' he had envisioned for himself and Charles, and so had her gunned down, and staged the incident as a terrorist attack."
"But…" Cornelia stammered, her eyes wide with disbelief, as her memories flashed back to that god awful day, when she'd not only lost the woman she admired the most in the world, but two of her younger siblings, one of whom held a dear place in Euphie's heart "If that's the case…why would my father…"
"Cover it up?" Zero interrupted, snorting derisively "Oh he didn't like it, you can rest assured of that, he truly loved Marianne." The man's fist clenched "But he couldn't risk the plan on something as 'transient' as love…"
"What Plan?" Cornelia demanded, looking between the two in confusion, reaching for her weapon and leveling it at them, the rush of information confusing and angering her at the same time, not a good combination to be sure "What proof do you have of this…this dime store conspiracy?!"
"You want proof?" C.C asked, stepping forwards as a knife appeared in her hands. Cornelia, eyes narrowing at the pitiful attemptat betrayal, whipped her gun round to aim at the girl's face, only to gape as C.C slashed her own throat.
"The power of Geass carries with it a curse." Zero intoned, his tone solemn as Cornelia gaped at the still standing C.C, whose neck wound was already beginning to heal "It grants the user power…but it comes with a terrible price. A price that Charles, in his lust for power, would throw even his children away for…"
He held up a hand, clenching it before his visor, which reflected the look of startled, haunted confusion on Cornelia's face.
"Eternal Life."
And thus, Cornelia get's mind fucked.
Well not literally, but I doubt she'll be so eager to trust Dear old papa Charlie in the future, right?
Euphie: Poor sister...she really needs to relax more often.
Kyugan: I know, that's why I locked her, Charles, and a crowbar in the same room together.
Charles: (Off camera, accompanied by dull, meaty thuds) DEAR SWEET GOD THE PAIIIN!
Kyugan: In any case, how will this turn out for Lelouch? Will it backfire? or will He gain a new ally in Cornelia?
Tune in next time to find out!
Omake time!
Knightmare wars, taunting evolved.
'Dammit!' Suzaku hissed, the Honorary Britannain gritting his teeth as he slammed his fists into the lifeless control panel of the immobilized Lancelot. The Red Knightmare had flipped it over onto it's back, so Suzaku couldn't even eject, and with both arms and legs inoperable, the white Knightmare wasn't going anywhere for a while.
"We're done here." the red Knightmare's pilot declared, the modulated voice sounding oddly satisfied as it pulled back, towering over the Lancelot as the White Knightmare gazed upwards at the sky, Suzaku scowling as he realized the cameras must have survived the assault "C'mon, Zero told us to meet up at the rendezvous point."
'Zero...' the warrant officer growled, his emerald eyes narrowing as he glared at the knightmares that had gathered around him, watching them move off, leaving him stranded and helpless on his back, like an overturned turtle 'I'll get him for this...'
"Hey Tamaki!" one of the Knights called out, Suzaku looking up to see one of the burai's lagging behind, looking down at him inquisitively "What the hell are you waiting for? Haul ass or we're leaving you behind!"
"Be right there!" the Pilot of the straggling Burai called out, before turning round Suzaku grimacing, wondering if he was about to join his father in the afterlife as the modified Knightmare moved towards him.
"Heh...not so tough now are ya?" the pilot, Tamaki according to the others, demanded, kicking the White Knightmare in the side with his Burai's foot, his tone mocking and derisive "Yeah, Zero figured you'd be more trouble than this...guess he overestimated ya."
Suzaku grimaced, glaring defiantly up at the enemy Knightmare, silently willing the cocky bastard to get it over with, that or shoot himself in the head, because deep down, if he was going to die, he didn't want it to be at the hands of someone like this. He closed his eyes as the burai stepped forwards, bracing himself for the inevitable impact of bullets tearing into his Knightmare, only to blink as a strange noise started up over head, his eyes bulging out of his skull as the Burai began to squat repeatedly over the downed Lancelot, the mech's groin getting right in the pilot's viewscreen.
"WHAT IS HE DOING?!" Lloyd shrieked, the distraught Earl of Pudding gripping the sides of his head in horror as the image was broadcast over the Lancelot's systems back to the control center "No! Stop him! He's violating my Lancelot!"
"Um..." Euphemia wondered, the pink haired princess face turning the same shade as her hair as she stared at the screen, her dumbstruck attendants gaping at it in abject disbelief at what was happening "What...is he doing?"
"I...believe it's called Teabagging your highness." one of the younger guards on duty muttered, aveting his eyes as the Princess, and her attendants, turned their attention towards them, coughing into his fist at being put on the spot "It's considered a taunt, often used in first person shooters, as your avatar crouches over a fallen opponent, basically simulating the act of-!"
"We get it!" Cecile yelled, the blue haired woman's features lighting up like a search beacon, which was nothing comapred to the look on Euphemia's face, the poor, sheltered princess covering her cheeks in embarassment as she tired, and failed, to avert her eyes from the screen, Lloyd's distraught shrieks echoing over the airwaves.
It was times like these that the bluehaired technician cursed her teenage hobby of online gaming, as there really was such a thing as too much information.
End omake
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