flynn "master of disguise" scifo (
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Who: Flynn Scifo, Yuri Lowell
When: 3/3 IC
Where: Their apartment
What: Two idiot friends deal with being roommates.
Warnings: Towelless post-shower Yuri and Flynn's cooking abominations.
[sharing a room with yuri happened a few times during their recent travels and usually with more people involved than just the two of them. actually being roommates with yuri and yuri alone, well, that's been a while, but it's a move that makes sense. with both of their ideologies being on a similar page with ceres and flynn's apartment being out of commission, why not room together? the idea feels a sound one. okay, maybe they do have their differences and some of the things yuri does will no doubt drive flynn up a wall, but they'll manage. hopefully. it's been a few days and they haven't killed each other yet, so that's a promising sign.
now if only no killing continues into today. flynn came home a few moments ago after a quick hospital check up for the broken arm. it's better, but just not healed yet. flynn's mind isn't focused on that at the moment, however. the only thing which matters right now is food. there's days when eating comes as an after thought, but today's not one of those days. he's hungry and needs something to quell that hunger. a sandwich sounds like the best idea about now and no time gets wasted in heading for the kitchen. hmm what sort to make though? peanut butter and jelly... eh, that's a bit plain. what if he throws in some raisins? oh and maybe replace the jelly with barbecue sauce. they're both gooey condiments so it should serve as an adequate replacement. ah, and pickles for some kick? yes, perfect. surely the resulting dish will be fantastic. he wastes no time in getting started with whipping it up.]
When: 3/3 IC
Where: Their apartment
What: Two idiot friends deal with being roommates.
Warnings: Towelless post-shower Yuri and Flynn's cooking abominations.
[sharing a room with yuri happened a few times during their recent travels and usually with more people involved than just the two of them. actually being roommates with yuri and yuri alone, well, that's been a while, but it's a move that makes sense. with both of their ideologies being on a similar page with ceres and flynn's apartment being out of commission, why not room together? the idea feels a sound one. okay, maybe they do have their differences and some of the things yuri does will no doubt drive flynn up a wall, but they'll manage. hopefully. it's been a few days and they haven't killed each other yet, so that's a promising sign.
now if only no killing continues into today. flynn came home a few moments ago after a quick hospital check up for the broken arm. it's better, but just not healed yet. flynn's mind isn't focused on that at the moment, however. the only thing which matters right now is food. there's days when eating comes as an after thought, but today's not one of those days. he's hungry and needs something to quell that hunger. a sandwich sounds like the best idea about now and no time gets wasted in heading for the kitchen. hmm what sort to make though? peanut butter and jelly... eh, that's a bit plain. what if he throws in some raisins? oh and maybe replace the jelly with barbecue sauce. they're both gooey condiments so it should serve as an adequate replacement. ah, and pickles for some kick? yes, perfect. surely the resulting dish will be fantastic. he wastes no time in getting started with whipping it up.]
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[please, flynn. just save the apologies.] It's just the two of us here. You don't have to do the noble knightly thing of apologizing for things that aren't your fault, or acting guilty when you couldn't control it. Save that for the citizens who don't know any better, not for me.
[the part he doesn't say is how much worse it makes him feel about things. that it happened at all. that he was so caught up in everything else that he didn't see sodia coming. that he has to keep lying through his teeth about it because he knows it's the best way to approach it. he can't let flynn's trust in sodia be hampered, and he can't let these things come to light until he can confirm why exactly she wanted him dead so badly—sure, he has an idea, but the two of them can't let it go totally unsettled.
this whole topic is just such a problem, and the more flynn looks like a kicked puppy (and sounds like one too), the worse yuri feels about it. he'd barely had time to think things over before being pulled away from dahngrest and dragged into their current situation, so it isn't like he's been able to really reconcile a lot of things about it, either.]
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this isn't that. this apology is genuine, one made by flynn scifo, lower quarter kid who screwed up bad. why can't yuri just accept the fact it was flynn's screw up? well, he won't force him to. the one who suffered the most wasn't him. it was yuri and estellise and karol and everyone else who did. if any of them don't want to talk about it with the one most at fault or even not place blame then they won't be denied that. a moment of silence passes before he nods.]
All right.
[despite flynn agreeing to drop it, his tone of voice clearly implies the guilt still remains.]
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Go sit down. I'll start cleaning this up. [so yuri takes the opportunity to change the subject as soon as he possibly can. it doesn't remove the tension that lingers in the air, of course, nor does it make it any less obvious how desperate yuri is to get away from this topic. it may not be for the reasons flynn would think, but the quicker this changes, the better.
it just won't help either of them to keep with this topic of conversation; even repede can sense the weight that seems to be sitting in the room and opts to lay down in the kitchen near the sink, where yuri is headed.]
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why can't yuri have, for once, agreed? not having pushed him over the edge doesn't mean flynn is resolved from any of the blame. the only way to ensure this never happens again, that no one ever suffers so, is to put more effort into work and training and all else than before. none of that effort had been enough. if it was then he would not have failed. all it'll take is additional time management. less sleep, less time for food, less time spent relaxing and it should even out. he'll grow used to lessened sleep and, well, going hungry and dealing with it isn't something foreign to a kid from the lower quarter.
then again, he'd have to do that stuff anyway. as commandant, his duty is to give his absolute all. it might not be fun or even healthy, but that's fine. as long as these stupid failures stop, as long as no one else gets hurt all due to stupidity, then he'll do whatever it takes. one sacrifice, namely his own, is a small price to pay to ensure the happiness and safety of others.
on the bright side, at least his sandwich turned out good enough.]
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there are a lot of burdens to bear; some he can't handle alone, some are best shares. some are flynn's alone. but this... this is the one burden he would like to hold for himself. there are too many things that ride on it, and details that he doesn't feel flynn ever needs to know about. even repede didn't know about what happened—that's how deeply buried he feels this needs to be kept. so he's going to, and that's exactly why he tends to the kitchen without any intent of actually doing anything but letting the topic drop completely.]