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"Hey Flynn, what does a nosy pepper do? He's gets jalapeño business. Get it...jalapeños. I crack myself up."
That's the worst pun I've ever heard, Yuri.
Furthermore came the casual huffs and puffs of inhaled air taken in earlier. Displeased demeanor followed closely behind the retorts made by the ideal commandant here. Mocking said remarks would probably not make the warrior out to be more mature than their last encounter — would it? Perhaps it would be wise to withdrawal from childish notions. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” Another sigh.
“Huh? Oh yeah, that.” Graceful as always. “Needed to report back to a few clients around town.” Ceasing discussions pertaining to business, he simply moved on. “How long you plan on staying in town?”
' --It's good to see you're working. '
A soft laugh and one finger rubbing at his jaw for a second, as Flynn relaxes, letting his back thump against the seat. His words may sound a little pushy, a little-- well, they'd probably rub Yuri the wrong way, but they're meant as a compliment. Just a tiny indication of the pride Flynn feels, because Yuri is making something of himself.
Something-- good.
If a little... unorthodox.
' As long as is needed, really. It may-- take a while. ' Another smile, bright and quick, and what he says next is simultaneously weary and somewhat amused. ' --Politics. '
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There was a pause in the other’s step. He shouldn’t be here. Yet there was a pull to his conscious and his feet as each clicking boot rested against cobblestone bringing him closer and closer … well, to the training ground. It wasn’t exactly like him to miss any training, even if he was just watching in the background. He had always been looking for exceptional men and women to come with him and become higher ranked.
A clouding of red eyes and there it was again. So many years prior a young woman attempting her best in the knights but kept getting knocked off of her pedastle for being who she was, for her ideals and he … he had simply sat back and watched. Alexei had seen the transformation weapon whip out as if she was a natural- even to his skilled eyes –and give a set of arrows by each boot without even blinking. It had been quite impressive and not a day later she’d been in his office, describing her circumstances to him and what she wanted to bring back and achieve. He had listened and listened carefully only to dismiss the female knight.
She’d seemed broken hearted at the prospect before the words ‘and I better see you here again tomorrow for your new uniform and assignments, Captain’ had left his lips. That look of pure shock on her face.
There was a slight twitch of a smile on pale lips as the cloak was pulled over red eyes. Hiding his visage from being perceived while passing knights or others. After all, he wasn’t exactly unknown. Even after his ‘transformation’ from the great war he’d kept his mug plenty visible for any who desired to see or question him. So … he hadn’t been bad at that moment in time but.
He shook the thoughts from his head and instead focused. Focused on getting to where he needed to be. He had to get there just for his own curiosity. He may no longer be in the knights but something in his stomach was flip-flopping at the idea of not going to at least check up on them.
The stupid work-a-holic.
It seems Flynn is always working.
It's not that he particularly minds-- after all, nothing will get done if he just lazes about. To move even the smallest rock, you had to exert at least some amount of effort, and Flynn is aiming to exert quite a bit, especially paperwork-wise. In this respect, he really can't blame Yuri for having left the knights. Some days, it makes even Flynn want to pitch something at the wall (that's happened, once, but it was a particularly bad day--).
He's on his way out of the training grounds when he passes a hooded stranger, which, while not exactly commonplace, wasn't the strangest thing ever and there's only a cursory glance provided as Flynn passes him by-- but foot thumps against the dirt of the training grounds as he abruptly halts a moment later.
His heart halts in his chest-- or at least it feels like it does.
The Commandant had been Flynn's hero. A man to look up to, to admire, before the entire world had shaken and trembled to pieces around them both. How could Flynn ever forget the set of those shoulders, the steady tilt of determined chin--? His own shoulders tense and fingers are curled into fists for the briefest of moments before they're forcefully relaxed as Flynn pivots slowly-- and if his voice cracks a bit on the first syllable of what he says next, the sheer forcefulness of his tone more than makes up for it.
❝ --Commandant? ❞
He's praying to be wrong. Is that terrible of him? Even Yuri strove for redemption. Should Flynn not seek to be more lenient--? But leniency was one of the factors of the corruption in the first place. So it's with upward inclination of chin and fiercely focused blue eyes that he watches the stranger, and waits for a response. He's not sure what he'll do, if he's right. His heart has started back up again, or he's noticing the steady beating again, but it's too fast, and he wants to run away and hide. It's like he's five years old again, in the lower quarter.
Like he's useless, again.
But he is Flynn, a captain of the knights.
And he will stand his ground.
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“I’m not gonna sing you a song or dance for you—if that’s what you want?”
“Political? Doesn’t sound very fun, but does sound like you. Good to know you haven’t changed.” Deters from the statement in regards to himself. Focus on the other, good distraction — always worked before.
❝ If you did that, I'd be worried about your health. But a hello, it's good to see you, Flynn or nice of you to stop by-- something along those lines would be nice. --It's good to see you, Yuri. See? It wasn't hard at all. Now-- what's going on with you? Guild business? ❞ You can't distract him, Yuri. He's used to your tricks. And Flynn is definitely decidedly unfazed-- he's even smiling a bit, and there's a glint in his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess. What brings you over here?”
❝ Is that really how you're going to greet me? ❞
❝ I could ask you the same thing, you know-- . . . but I'm just here for a meeting. Political discussions. ❞
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❝ Yuri? --It's been awhile. ❞
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