[Day 397] voice / action [ Of course Lelouch knew his sister was responsible for the welcome baskets; of course he's seen her working on them more than once since his own arrival; so of course he knew that in her... absence, the tradition would cease...
But yesterday's spontaneous poetry recitals and bursts of song were distracting.
And, more than that, when the thought first occurred to him (one of fifteen or so that leapt to mind when he realized--), well... Lelouch had dismissed it as one of the least important. A facile appeal to the emotions, an ultimately-futile attempt to make prisoners feel less imprisoned...? And moreover, the whole enterprise had been so tacky.
So it was to his utter surprise that that first new, surprised voice on the network had brought with it a wave of regret. ]
voice; public
[ Such a pleasant teen boy in your ear this morning, Marina! His voice is smooth and cultured~. ]
Good morning. I'm given to understand that the welcome baskets my sister [ subtle emphasis; a preemptive defense of his inheritance of the project! ] spearheaded were previously disseminated via courier, but I'm afraid that's all I know about who else worked on them...
Is there anyone else I ought to speak with before I assume her duties? [ So gracious. ]
voice; private to yuuki
And on that note -- I know you've been looking for more regular clients... [ Would you like to add flowers to the baskets, Yuuki? ]
action/apartment mingle;
[ Housemates will find Lelouch at the kitchen table, with an empty woven basket and a notepad. He has the latest of half a dozen lists on it. Ideas about what a welcome basket should contain.
Naturally he also made breakfast, so help yourself. ]