voice; un: lowell
cw: grief, talk of death, suicidal thoughts, language
[ The feed clicks on to ragged breathing, too close to the Omni ]
Who the hell killed Flynn? Some guy with a light sword. Give me names.
[ Yuri's voice is low and rough, somehow both heated and emotionless. His emotional state has been degrading since Flynn's omen led him to Flynn's corpse. He growls and there's rustling over the Omni ]
If you killed him, be at the Gate at midnight.
[ The feed clicks on to ragged breathing, too close to the Omni ]
Who the hell killed Flynn? Some guy with a light sword. Give me names.
[ Yuri's voice is low and rough, somehow both heated and emotionless. His emotional state has been degrading since Flynn's omen led him to Flynn's corpse. He growls and there's rustling over the Omni ]
If you killed him, be at the Gate at midnight.

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[christ. she's about to seriously open up to him, isn't she? well. it could be in worse circumstances, and asking about her seems to be doing a good job taking his mind off himself and flynn. so she can't really fault him for it.]
It wasn't actually turning into A2 that changed my whole idea on things. Kara was transforming, too, and she ended up getting this magic ring in the mail that belonged to the person she was transforming into. She asked me out to this waffle place and let me try the ring on, and...
[and the memories flood back, but not to drown her. there's an almost youthful smile on her face, and she looks upward, towards the moon.]
And I started flying. I saw the roof of the waffle place from 40 feet in the air, and I was just... there. And that's when I realized the world was so much bigger than what I thought it was, and I was part of it now.
[she looks back down towards him with just a hint of sheepishness coloring her cheeks.]
As long as I had that, I don't think the specifics would've mattered. I would've figured out how to stake my claim in the new world one way or another. Just so happens that A2's the defender type.
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He's doing nothing. Not going after the man who killed him, not doing something stupid to himself. He's sitting with a friend, opening up, listening to her stories ]
You can fly? Damn. That's really cool.
[ The most important thing to take from her story ]
I remember that. The first time I left Zaphias, it... [ He was chasing Flynn, trying to catch up with him. He was always trying to catch up with him. His face falls and he glances away. He doesn't want to fall back, he doesn't want to mourn, not if Flynn is coming back. He doesn't deserve his mourning, not right now, not yet.
He lets out a choked off laugh. ] It changes things, huh?
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It really does. I mean, I can't fly anymore, you know? It was tied to the ring. But, like. [see, she can tell this story. it's got everything. weird recolle shit, embarrassing little details... what else do they need?] So there was this one time where we were all getting possessed by little fire spirits. I don't really know what was happening with it, but once we got possessed, we, like. God, okay.
So I sprouted these sick black wings. [and she changes her stance a little to be a bit more theatrical and extends her arm out in a flourish.] And I had a way chunkier sword, so I basically looked like a dark angel. It was super cool, actually. But yeah, I could use them to fly and fight stuff in the air, and it kind of... like, it literally put a fire in my chest, you know? Made me like doing something with my life.
[and, well. yeah, sure. she might as well throw him a bone to tease her about later.]
It, uh. It helped that this super hot girl I was into thought the confidence was hot.
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But he isn't alone. He has Anna, he has Blue, he has Diluc. They're new friends, but when has that ever stopped him? Estelle was a new friend, so was Rita, so was Karol. They became important to him after bare days. There's no reason that the people here should be any different. ]
Oh, yeah? You sure she wasn't into the wings?
[ He manages the joke with a soft laugh ]
Man, that's awesome. I'd kill for wings. Back home, we used to fly around with Ba'ul, this Enetelexia. He was like a big dragon, and he carried our ship.
[ But that isn't so important right now. He's quiet for a moment before he asks ]
You didn't like it? Doing something, even after A2 and all that?
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[she's trying to think of the best way to phrase this that makes her sound like an interesting person who had everything fall into place from a clear inception, and not like someone who had to piece it all together and still work to figure out what made sense for her. historical revisionism is hard work.]
I barely had time to process all of that, you know? It was just constant. Looking back, I can make it all make sense. But at the time, it really was just a whirlwind of stuff. [and she puts on an affected voice.] Hey, what's up, here's a new layer of reality. We opened up four brand new areas that you've never heard of even though you've lived in the city for ten years. Enjoy your new robot legs! [and then back to normal.] I don't know. It's a whole bunch of everything all coming together all at once, you know? I think I can only make heads or tails of it because it's been so long since it started.
[nailed it.]
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[ Just wait, bud. Just wait
At least he doesn't think she sounds messy at all. She sounds like a person, a person who's experienced too much ]
Yeah, I get that. Back home, I just kept following what was next, and what was after that, and eventually we were a guild who were the only people who knew how to stop the end of the world.
Sometimes things only fall into place after. Sounds like you did the best with what you had, robot legs and all.
[ He lets out a breath, looking down at the wood they've collected. The stress of this day is catching up with him, exhaustion weighing down his limbs. ]
Let's get this back.
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Yeah, let's head back to your place. You don't have to start working on this tonight, but hey, I'll come by tomorrow or something, see if we can make it work together? But right now I think both of us need some rest.
[she gives a thoughtful pause as she hefts some wood over her shoulder.] I'll think up some more stories. See if I can make myself seem cool and interesting.
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[ He teases softly, picking up the rest of it as best he can. It's heavy and awkward, but at least that'll take his mind off of Flynn. Physical exertion is always good for that. ]
Tomorrow. We'll get started tomorrow.
[ He sets off, back toward the city and toward the quiet of their house, still full of animals, but it won't be the same, not without Flynn and Daisy ]