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[notflynn.livejournal.com]

When; Sometime after this post
Rating; PG
Characters; Yuri Lowell [notflynn] + Flynn Scifo [srslynotguy]
Summary; The Talk
Log; [He promised, and when Yuri makes a definite promise, he at least tries to go through with it. Especially one so simple like this- all he has to do was talk to the guy. Which seems easy at first, but considering he'd actually been trying to avoid running into the Commandant for weeks, now, it is, of course, hard to find him.

Until they bump into each other in the hallway.

Yuri reaches to grab Flynn's wrist, eyes determined but not unfriendly. There's just a seriousness, and Yuri has to remind himself that this is for Estelle. And in a way- he's kind of curious himself. What exactly is he missing out on? Why, despite barely knowing the guy, can he tell how hurt he is?]

Hey- we need to talk.

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[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Flynn stops and slowly turns. He doesn't mean to, but a tinge of sarcasm laces his voice when he responds-- ]

What is it about?

[ Yuri didn't really want to talk to him before... :c ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Yuri notices - he knows, at least, that the Commandant is a goody-goody two shoes, enough of one not to be throwing sarcasm around often - but doesn't point it out. Instead, he points toward the balcony.]

I think you know the answer to that.

[Letting go of the other's wrist, he turns and walks outside, trusting Flynn (hey, when did he start to trust this guy with anything?) to follow him]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Does follow then, and then while he's behind Yuri. ]

So, do you remember anything then? Or did you just want to re-iterate what you've already said before?

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

I don't remember anything.

[He leans back against the railing, facing Flynn (his hair is blowing prettily in the breeze, by the way.]

Not about you, anyway. And I promised Estelle that I'd talk to you, so don't flatter yourself.

[Even if he did promise he'd talk, he didn't promise that he'd try to befriend the guy. Or be remotely nice. This guy represents the Empire, after all, with the exception of the little blond kid.]

But if I want to find out anything, it would help to go straight to the source, too. So- what were we like? What am I to you?

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Had this very neutral expression, right? Well, now, for a moment, see it soften a bit. Before going back to a more controlled expression. ]

You were my closest friend, despite our many differences.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

And how do we know each other? Because of the Knights? I find that hard to believe- I didn't stay long enough to make friends like that.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

You may not remember it, but I'm from the Lower Quarter as well.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[His lips press together, hands clenching. Already he has a few theories but only one really makes sense.]

Are you telling me we grew up together?

[He ignores the slight headache that's already beginning to grow. He needs to hear this.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Yes...

[ Watches Yuri... ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

And we-- joined the Knights together?

[It was the only logical follow-up to that. Obviously Flynn joined the Knights at some point- and they're about the same age. And Yuri joined pretty much as soon as he was of age. So-

He winces, closing his eyes and pressing a hand to his temple.]

Did we-

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Ye--

[ But Yuri looks like he's hurt somewhere. ]

Yuri!

[ Flynn is at your side now, worried. So very worried :( ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Yuri just leans more heavily on the railing, no longer looking at Flynn but still determined to continue on with the conversation.

It's getting more and more obvious, though, that whatever he did to himself... whatever memories he lost... he made sure he never remembered them again.]

Did we fight to make people smile?

[For some reason, the line resonates with him. It always had meaning, but this time it seems so much stronger than usual.

And it also kind of makes him want to throw up.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Flynn is worried about you, but he can't lie... ]

Yes. It was always to make people smile.

Though there were times when we failed, that remained our intent...

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Before he can even register what Flynn's saying, a sharp, blinding pain grips him, every part of him. It hurts worse than a beating from Alexei and Duke. And possibly all of the nine giganto monsters combined. There's a cry of pain before he loses his balance, braces against the nearest solid thing to him - Flynn, but he's only half aware of that - as he doubles over.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Yuri!

[ asdklasdklklasdlda Flynn catches him and just holds his bff close D:

Why was this happening? D: ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

I get the feeling-

[He tries to swallow down the distinct feeling of about to throw up. But there's something familiar in this, like it's happened before. Even if his mind's forgotten, his body, somehow, hasn't.

Which just completely obliterates the alternate universe conversation he had with Estelle.

And makes everything more complicated.]

-that whatever I made myself forget, I made damn sure I wouldn't remember it again.

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

It sounds like you... what you would do.

[ Considering Sodia... Still supporting you, bff :c]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

[He tries to hoist himself up, shaking the headache away.]

I'm sure whatever he did- it wasn't an easy decision.

[He knows he would have a difficult time trying to forget anyone in the Lower Quarter or Estelle or anyone else.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

It was still a stupid decision.

[ B( ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

You think I'd just- erase my memories for no good reason, Commandant?

[He pushes himself away, glaring at Flynn. He may know the reasoning behind their friendship, but it in no way made them friends.]

Is that how much faith you had in me?

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

I think you'd erase your memories because you don't want to let anyone else bear the burden for you!

That was not for your alone to rectify! If anything, it was my fault, and my subordinate you saved.

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

Newsflash, Commandant. From what I remember? I barely like you- and I definitely don't like her!

[And he.

Punches the railing.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

That's what you remember!

[ YELL YELL. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

And you know what? It'd be great if you could stop projecting your stupid best friend onto me!

[YELLING BACK]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

You initiated this conversation in the first place, and then you place the blame on me?!

[ roll up your fists soon B| ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

For some reason, I thought if we really were friends, we might actually be able to talk this out.

But I guess I was wrong.

[What Yuri doesn't know, though, is that...this is how Flynn and Yuri speak normally when they're passionate about something...]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ If you were HIS Yuri, he'd ask you to take it to the field. Well, the chances of that happening is higher anyway.

But he's angry, okay? And see that fist? That's his right one going at you. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Yuri prides himself in his swordfighting and reflexes - he met a lot of strong people, sure. But not- he barely sees the punch, let alone dodge it.

And Flynn just happens to be in full armor.

So it hurts.

He stumbles back, hand pressed to throbbing cheek, eyes narrowed toward the man before him.]

I think we're done here.

[Except this is Yuri and he's not really that noble.]

Talking, anyway.

[And he aims his own punch.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

Fine by me.

[ Takes that punch, just to get another thrown in. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[He does his best to dodge it, the headache finally subsided and body strength restored. It's just barely- this guy is good. He can see how he became Commandant.

Still, Yuri's not so bad himself. And he sure as hell doesn't give up.

So that's why he's trying for an uppercut, aiming for Flynn's stomach and hoping to knock him to the ground.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ That lands, but Flynn crouches anyway... before sweeping Yuri's feet to knock him down. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[Yuri trips-- but tries grabbing onto Flynn to pull him off balance as well.]

[srslynotguy.livejournal.com]

[ Falls on top of Yuri, and just continues wrestling from there. ]

[notflynn.livejournal.com]

[~The First Strike~ 2.0

He struggles to switch their positions - god this guy is heavy with all his armor - but figuring it's pretty futile, he just punches at what he can.]