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[i-themagician.livejournal.com]

When; Monday, March 23rd, evening
Rating; G?
Characters; Lelouche Vi Britannia (lel0uch) and Clow Reed (i_themagician) and WHOEVER ELSE WANTS A PIECE OF THE ACTION
Summary; Two guys taking evening walks bump into each other and hold an impromptu contest to see who can be more manipulative.
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Not real rain, but that kind of rain that's just slightly more than mist but less than drizzle, where the drops don't so much fall but float in a somewhat downwardly direction. It was warm enough to be without a hat or scarf but too cool to forgo a coat or cloak, and so Clow's face and hair were damp by now with little droplets having collected on his spectacles. He didn't seem to pay the rain any mind as he walked seemingly without purpose towards the center of the City, lost in thought.

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[i-themagician.livejournal.com]

Clow almost chuckled, amused at the little facade they'd both been playing at. There was a decent enough chance that he saw right through Lelouch's from the start, but he couldn't tell if the reverse was true. Whatever the case, although the magician had danced this dance before he had never attempted to ally with his partners. He would almost certainly be used, he realized, but he might also be able to use Lelouch in turn and if he could do that effectively enough he would never find reason to leave whatever group the younger man was organizing. This could be the beginning of a fulfilling alliance for both of them, and the notion that it was starting out of the sort of seduction and flirtation that was usually associated with enmity excited Clow.

He returned the smile and took the offered hand - one assumes that it was for shaking, but as far as Clow was concerned it was an invitation to further dancing. He'd even let Lelouch lead. "I'd be glad to."

[lel0uch.livejournal.com]

For a few moments, words were not required as they simply held hands; at least, for his part, Lelouch was content to smile calmly at Clow. He knew that the man before him was, without a doubt, someone to be reckoned with. That response was almost instantaneous, and not as a result of ignorance and superficiality. This man had, to some extent, known his intent from the beginning -- or a certain point during their fateful meeting. Even if it nagged at the back of his head and incited a healthy dose of paranoia, Lelouch was, once again, content to let it be. He reassured himself that regardless of whether or not this man had intentions, and the ability, to use him as well, then they would only be giving and taking. After all, wasn't that the way of the world? To accept what it is that you yourself deign to give out. To be shot at and to shoot.

Yes, this line of thought was perfectly satisfactory. Lelouch could easily dismiss the tiny paranoia with this. And it wasn't as if he had been completely ignorant as well of the man's nature.

Finally, Lelouch let go with a small sigh and a smile, effectively slipping back into the casual role he'd began this meeting with. "How about I contact you shortly? A chess match in the near future sound good, Mr. Clow?"

[i-themagician.livejournal.com]

Clow nodded, still smiling and slipping back into a less calculating frame of mind himself. "I'll be looking forward to it, Lelouch."