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[notflynn.livejournal.com]

When; Monday, November 2
Rating; PG
Characters; Yuri Lowell [notflynn], Leon Magnus [roseofseingald], Teito Klein [notaspure], Ruca Milda [dreamsofhorns], Flynn Scifo [srslynotguy]
Summary; Ino got Yuri in trouble with Flynn, so Flynn storms in, accusing Yuri of having cat ear fetishes and kissing fifteen-year-old-boys. Yuri and the shotapartment become scandalized.
Log; [After another morning of training with Leon - the usual jogging and sparring - the sun is bright and shining and filtering into the apartment as Yuri cooks breakfast. Strawberry crepes, a favorite of theirs.

He's completely unaware of what is about to happen to him. For now, he's flipping and mixing and...doing what cooks do best. Cook.]

How many you guys want?

Comments

[swordmastering.livejournal.com]

The usual - five crepes.

[Already setting into his morning tea while he waits for breakfast. He's gotten surprisingly used to their routine every morning.]

[notaspure.livejournal.com]

Just two, please.

[dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com]

Two sounds fine to me, too.

[He's honestly concerned about everyone's sugar intake, but well, self-preservation tells him it's probably not a good idea to get between them and their sweet tooths.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Much of his conversation with Ino kept him awake later than usual the night before, but nevertheless, Flynn is still well within his daily schedule. He knew Yuri's morning habits, somewhat, so he was confident that, at the very least, his friend should be wide awake and presentable by now.

He walks to Yuri's apartment door, straight from his morning practice, and then knocks on the door twice. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Huh... who could that be? Flynn? Ino? He wasn't expecting anyone this early. Maybe a friend of one of his roommates.]

Wonder who that is.

[Seeing as he's a little preoccupied, he quickly glances over his shoulder.]

Leon, can you get that?

[swordmastering.livejournal.com]

Mm.

[Dipping his head in acknowledgement before he stands and moves to the door. He isn't expecting anyone, since he really doesn't talk to anyone outside of his apartment.

Opening the door to see whoever is standing there. Huh. Doesn't recognize him. Looks like a knight, judging by the clothing.]

...Can I help you?

[notaspure.livejournal.com]

[dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com]

[Ruca glances at the door while taking a sip of his tea and adjusting the book on his lap so he doesn't accidentally drop it. The person there is certainly not someone he's met before...

He stays quiet and watches.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ The young man standing that greeted Flynn when the door opened was most certainly not Yuri, but despite this, Flynn doesn't quiet assume yet that he's knocked at the wrong door. (The margin of error for this was slim too, in any case, considering the fact that Yuri had barged into a the apartment next to his own. ) He bows in greeting. ]

Good Morning. [ And he doesn't crane his neck to peek into the apartment at all; that would be impolite. ]

I came to speak with Mister Yuri Lowell, if he is present.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Over the sizzling of cooking and his Flynn-dar being broken again, Yuri totally doesn't know who's at the door. He does, however, finish four of the 9 crepes and sets them in plates.]

Ruca, Teito- they're done.

[swordmastering.livejournal.com]

[Stepping aside to let Flynn into the apartment.]

He's in the kitchen.

[And now he's walking back to the table. Glancing into the kitchen as he sits down.]

Yuri, you have a guest.

[notaspure.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Yuri.

[dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com]

Yes, thank you.

[Oh, so it's someone Yuri knows. With that mystery cleared up, Ruca turned his attention back to the strawberry crepes. Looks as delicious as always. Anyway, after picking out his plate of crepes, Ruca turns back to the visitor. It'd be rude to not greet him, right? So fighting back his natural nervousness around strangers, he nods in greeting.]

Um, good morning, sir.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ It looks like Flynn came at the bad time, nevertheless, now that he'd been welcomed in, he decided that he must state the reason for his visit anyway. He walks quietly into the apartment, and though unintended, the manner by which he does pretty much underlines the fact that he is a Knight, an upstanding and the Acting-Commandant at that. How by all the aer in the world did Yuri end up befriending a guy like that should be left for his roommates to ponder...

He spots Yuri in the kitchen and... takes note of that apron.

When Ruca greets him, he turns to him and smiles amicably back. ]

Good Morning, too. I apologize for intruding like this, it looks like I miscalculated and came too early.

Would it be possible for me to borrow Yuri for a moment or two? There is a matter, several actually, that I wish to discuss with him.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Yuri gives Flynn a look. Not that he minds Flynn coming over for a visit, but he wants to know what the hell Flynn has in mind.

He's still cooking Leon's remaining crepes, however.]

You can't just tell me here?

[A flippant wave]

Guys, meet Flynn.

[swordmastering.livejournal.com]

[Leon glances from Yuri to Flynn as he nods his head in a silent greeting. He won't introduce himself unless Flynn asks first.

Flynn? That was the name Yuri had used when explaining his black eye.

Going back to drinking his tea and just watching the situation.]

[notaspure.livejournal.com]

Ah-- Good morning, Flynn.

[dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com]

And I'm Ruca. It's nice to meet you, Flynn.

[Ah, that rings a bell. Ruca remembers that name because of the time Yuri came in with a black eye, but he decides it's best to not mention that out loud. To keep himself from saying something he shouldn't, he takes a bite out of one his crepes.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Flynn accepts the rest of Yuri's apartment mates' greetings with a nod, before turning to Yuri... seriously ]

It's not a matter that, I think, should be discussed with children, Yuri.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Then I don't see what the problem is.

[two crepes for Leon done!]

Whatever we need to discuss, we can do it here.

[swordmastering.livejournal.com]

[FEELING A LITTLE HIGH AND MIGHTY HERE.]

I'm no child.

[Retrieving the two crepes and taking them back to the table to eat.]

[notaspure.livejournal.com]

I'm not a child, either.

[dreamsofhorns.livejournal.com]

I may have a ways to go, but I can't say I'm still a child.

[Ruca looks a bit sour at that, but doesn't seem too offended. -3 points from the shota brigade, Flynn!]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ And Flynn really doesn't get the fact that he'd just offended the shota brigade that much, but he apologizes anyway-- ]

My apologies-- [ and then he sighs. ]

Yuri...

[ Don't be difficult. But he supposes that if Yuri insists, then he'll have to bring it up like Yuri wants him to. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Really, Yuri almost laughs at everyone's reaction, because he knows Flynn didn't really mean anything by it. But instead he finishes off two more crepes. One to go.

Yeah, he totally understands what Flynn's tone meant, but he won't change his mind. Besides, he didn't do anything. It's probably something little.]

I'm listening, Flynn.