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Have You Seen This Lloyd?

You know, sometimes Cecile just wanted to kill her boss.

He was a genius, yes. He did pay her well—very well, I might add—true. But was he, sort of, our there? Most definitely.

Hence the killing thing.

Sometimes he would just disappear. Lloyd would be missing from meetings he called. Absent from Knightmare test runs he arranged. And, on occasion, he would leave when he needed to sign her paycheck. (Although he payed her a large sum of money, he sometimes forgot to hand it over.)

And, naturally, it was her job to find him.

So, once again, we return to the killing thing.

It's only natural that Lloyd, being an out there type of guy, could only be found in an out there type of place.

Sometimes she wished that he would be at the pizza parlor down the street.

But it was never that easy.

One time, Lloyd was found at a bar playing strip poker. Her paycheck went to therapy that week.

Another time, he was in this old area 3 (once Italy) restaurant, plotting the murders of random people with some mafia like people. She really hoped she wasn't on that list.

And a while ago, Cecile found him in lower Shinjuku, competing—and losing—in a ping pong tourney.

But now, Lloyd had Suzaku to torment... At his school...

She had better find him quick.

Cecile check all of his local haunts, to no avail.

He was not at the pizza place. Not at the arcade. Not at the bowling alley. Not at the park, which held the conveniently placed field of tulips and daisies that he liked to skip across. And, thankfully, not at Suzaku's school.

But, where was he?

She stopped midstep. Maybe he was plotting the murders with old mafia groups.

No, he did that last week.

She sighed dejectedly, but continued on.

As Cecile walked into the town square, she stopped again. She stared straight at something, while resisting the urge to twitch and faint.

That something was Lloyd.

He was performing something between an Irish step dance and something else that should reside, only, behind the closed doors of Gentlemen's clubs. Goodbye paycheck. Hello therapy.

You know, sometimes Cecile just wanted to kill her boss.

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