tampered | Log; closed; ongoing

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When; Saturday, Sept. 18, afternoon
Rating; PG-13 for possible BFF violence
Characters;

notflynn
Summary; A little walk, a little talk, a lot of gawk. ~~*shot*~~
Log;
After warnings from various friends to be careful when going outside because of the killer on the loose, Euphie had stayed indoors for a few days, but she was very badly in need of some time out. She didn't want to bother Suzaku, so she called her friend, Flynn, instead. Taking his arm, they walked through the city with no particular aim in mind.

"It's a lovely day."

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And Euphemia right. It was a lovely day. It was almost easy to forget that a serial killer was currently loose and yet unaccounted for. In fact, that was the reason Flynn had come with Euphemia today; to keep her safe from whatever danger lurked around the corner. It was day time, and so the danger of being attacked was significantly less, but one could never be sure.

"It is. It seems we picked the right time for a walk."

It wasn't too cold yet. Recently, the nights had become cooler. It was going to be winter soon, after all.

"I really needed some time out in the sun. Thank you for coming with me, Flynn."

The knight shook his head and smiled. "It's nothing, Euphie. I'm happy to accompany you."

He paused then, thinking very briefly. "Is there any place you wish to go to?"

"Not really. Somewhere pretty?" She smiles back at him.

"Somewhere pretty?" Flynn repeated, thinking again. There was the Xanadu, of course, with its abundance of flowers. That was certainly a "pretty" place. They were walking around the city square at the is point.

"I can only think of Xanadu..." He continued to think, with a serious expression on his face.

"I do like Xanadu. Oh, maybe we could go to the fountain first. We are near there already." She smiles a little and leans in closer to him even as they walk. "You don't need to look so serious."

Flynn hadn't mean to look serious, but he did want to come up with some place nice to take Euphie to. As it was, he wasn't all that aware of what was particularly "pretty" in the city.

"The fountain?" Flynn echoed, before shaking his head apologetically and smiling. "Of course. The fountain is always nice, isn't it?"

"I think so. It's relaxing too." Smiles, "unless you are falling into it of course."

That had Flynn laughing a little. "I promise to make sure that doesn't happen... to either of us."

And as they walked towards it, Flynn talked about his memories of the fountain. "The first time I met Lady Estellise -- when she arrived, that is -- she'd just fallen into the fountain. It seems a lot of people tend to fall into it, as well, upon their arrival."

She giggles a little. "Thank you, sir knight."

"Yes, I remember that. It was so cold that day."

"It's been getting colder too. We'll have to just look."

They stopped together in front of the fountain then.

Admiringly, "The water is so clear."

Flynn nodded. It was just water, really, but Euphie was right: It was so clear and calming. Watching it flow seamlessly wasn't so bad. In fact, Flynn thought they could do it for a while.

He didn't know how it happened though, but when he blinked, he thought- no, he began seeing something inside the water. It was strangely clear.

"Alexei... Yuri...?" he mouthed idly as he watched the memory unfold.

She isn't quite sure she's really seeing what she thinks she's seeing until she hears Flynn say those names.

Her breath catches as she sees Yuri attack a man she doesn't recognize. It's the third such attack she's seen recently from him, but it doesn't get any easier to watch. Still, when that girl rushes her friend, she cries out, "YURI!"

She even reached out toward the water as if she might catch the small image to keep him from falling, but her hand only caught water, causing it to ripple and the image to fade from sight.

Sodia? Sodia was the reason Yuri fell from Zaude? And not only that, she'd... she'd tried to kill him. That wasn't possible, was it? He knew that Sodia didn't like Yuri much, they were two different kinds of people, after all. But to go that far, and to actually almost kill Yuri... Flynn didn't understand what he'd just seen.

Even if Yuri were responsible for Ragou and Cumore's deaths, Sodia shouldn't have had a reason to do what she'd done to Yuri at Zaude. They'd decided to work together against Alexei. They had had a common goal, and just that alone should have stayed Sodia's hand. That was enough reason! As a knight, it wasn't right at all to attack someone you were asking help from. It was... treason.

He wanted to say it couldn't be true, that the memory couldn't be possible... but he remembered seeing a similar wound on Yuri's chest months ago. It was only...

It could only be true.

Flynn stayed silent.

The silence worried her almost as much as the images themselves.

"Flynn? What was that?" She turns large, concerned eyes toward the knight. "Yuri...he..."

The blond knight breathed in deeply and sighed. "Yuri has a scar on his chest. It matches..."

His hands balled into fists at his side. Yuri-- this was something he'd been keeping from him all this time. Did Yuri think... did Yuri think he wouldn't believe him if he told him Sodia'd stabbed him? Did he think their friendship mattered so little to him?

She watches Flynn, seeing him make fists at his sides. What is he thinking? What is he...

Wait.

That girl—the one who stabbed Yuri—she has seen her before. It was so many months ago in a curse. She was inside of Flynn's dream, wasn't she?

"Flynn..."

Her voice is soft and her hand reaches out tentatively hovering just above Flynn's arm, unsure if he's ready for comfort or if he needs a moment. "Was that Sodia?"

Flynn nodded once. "It is... She'd been one of the first people to catch up to Yuri and everyone else. I gave her the other to assist Yuri in any way she could."

Alexei had injured him then, kept him from facing the former Commandant with Yuri then.

"She was the one who told me how Yuri had simply fallen..."

Instead of simply crossing the distance and touching his arm, she moves closer to hug him. "Maybe it wasn't real."

"Thank you..."

The hug was comforting, but it did very little in calming the dreadful feelings welling up within him. He wanted to believe that, but he'd seen the wound on Yuri's body, seen the look on his friend's face after he'd seen it. Flynn knew Yuri well, and because of that, he knew that the memory they'd seen must've been right in some way.

Yuri would have had no reason to keep that a secret from him, otherwise.

"I- My apologies. It looks like I'll have to cut our time together short..."

He needed to see Yuri, and to talk to him in detail about this.

She looks up at him. "Are you going to see Yuri?" She wants to go with him—to see him too—but she doesn't want to intrude ~~even if the point of being with Flynn was to avoid being serial killed!~~

The gentle touch in his arm reminded him of his purpose for being here; Why he'd gone out in the first place. It helped him to think more clearly, and calmly. No, he couldn't just leave Euphemia here as he'd initially wanted to ( His instincts just wanted to rush to Yuri and confront him ). He had to bring her back home, somewhere safe first...

"I... I intend to," he answered honestly. "But I'll take you back home first, Lady- Euphie... Your safety is important."

"I... it's not going to be wise for me to see him so soon."

And he pressed his lips together. Yuri was good about hiding his feelings and keeping secrets. Flynn, he thought of himself, wasn't so much that. Sometimes, he wore his heart on his sleeve, like now.

She hesitates. "Why shouldn't you see him soon?"

Flynn smiled tiredly. "I'll just yell at him."

And maybe punch him, he thought bitterly.

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