open; someone's having a rough week

[thatdamnknight]

Who: Flynn Scifo and you!
When: ic 9/15-9/20
Where: Various spots around town
What: What do you get when you mix sudden blindness, a loss of spatial orientation and fire? Not anything good, that's for sure.

a. anywhere in the city

[the plan was to only venture outside briefly and attempt to get better accustomed to walking around blind without assistance. relying on someone for everyday until this sudden blindness wears off (if it does...) can't be allowed. a good knight needs to be capable of standing on their own two feet.

30 minutes later and flynn's damn well been standing on those feet for a while. what started off as circling the area near the apartments ended with utter confusion as to his current whereabouts. why is he lost? he shouldn't be lost... but yet, he is. he has zero clue as to where this place is. ugh no escaping it. he needs to... ask for help.

upon hearing footsteps, flynn'll approach.]

Excuse me, could you tell me where I am?

b. the gardens

[going out alone proved a bad idea. what better way to prevent a repeat of what happened the other day than with a trusty guide dog! repede, as much as he dislikes the idea of a leash, agreed to it without much issue. he leads the way at a nice and steady pace while flynn follows behind.

as good as a guide dog is for going out for a walk, there's only so much a guide dog can do. managing to duck around debris or whatever else is one thing; spotting every little thing along the path is another. a large, uneven crack escapes repede's notice but it doesn't escape flynn's foot.

needless to say, stumbling forward and falling flat on his face or possibly tripping into anyone unfortunate enough to be next to him sure does happen.]

c. dojo

[not being able to see impacts numerous things, but the real question is how has it affected his ability to engage in a battle?

what better way to determine as much than by going to the dojo? repede watches from a corner nearby after having helped flynn with securing a training dummy (best dog, truly) as flynn tests his abilities. with his usual blade in hand, he stands a distance away and readies himself. he can do this. landing a hit on dummy isn't difficult. he's standing directly in front so he should be able to.

somewhere during his self-prep, that pesky little fire element starts to show. first a small flame starts at his hand but then that flame grows to encompass the whole sword. as cool as it looks, fire sword coupled with straw dummy can only end one way: badly.

he lunges forward with the intent to behead but only succeeds in nicking the arm. disappointment and aggravation cross his face as he frowns down at his no longer fiery sword. why had that hit landed so poorly? even blind, he can tell that was a farcry from lopping the head off.

meanwhile, the dummy's arm is on fire... that fire is quickly spreading and the guy next to it remains oblivious......]

d.

[wildcard! hit me up with anything else!]

Comments

C

[meowbel]

[Looks like CERES or whoever was in charge was at it again. First, it was the robots going out of control and now this?! One thing was leading into another all right and it made her all the more worried. With so many things going on at once (not to mention her brother leaving yet again), she really didn't know how to handle all of this.

Of course, the moment that she walked passed a dojo? Her thoughts immediately went out the window once she saw a smoke appearing! Wasting no time at all, she made her way inside wondering what even happened!]

Hey, is anybody in here?! We need to get you out before everything gets turned into a barbecue!

[While rushing into the building probably wasn't the best idea, she wasn't going to sit back and do nothing! But exactly who she was rescuing? She'll just have to find out and see!]

[thatdamnknight]

[shouting is a surefire way to stop flynn's pouting at his sword and get his attention. he knows the voice all too well. she sounds very concerned, too. there's a definite look of concern on flynn's face as he turns toward her.]

Miss Mabel? Is something wrong?

[and what about a barbecue? it did smell a little as though someone was cooking something...]

[meowbel]

[As soon as she heard a familiar voice, she wasted no time in running toward his voice! In that moment, she didn't even think! All she did was grab his hand and pulled him toward an exit!]

Flynn? What are you doing here? We need to get you out of this place and fast! Why are you still here when a fire's about to happen?!

[No seriously, why aren't you doing anything Flynn??]

[thatdamnknight]

[mabel pulling him along really is starting to become far too normal a thing. he doesn't resist it and repede follows right along behind. whatever she's pulli--

oh, a fire. that... that is a very good reason to pull him along and out of there. that raises more questions than it answers, though. when did a fire happen? and if there's a fire then why hasn't repede reacted (because a small fire like that is not a big deal, obviously, and someone will put it out, duh).]

A fire?

a;

[majinken]

[stahn's always pretty happy to help out someone when they need it. but when he hears the call to help coming from behind him—well, he recognizes that voice.]

—Flynn? [why... is flynn asking him where he is?

that's worrying. is he lost? did he forget something, or did he leave and come back without him memories somehow?

(it's really not that complicated, stahn.)]

[thatdamnknight]

[ah, now that sure is a familiar voice. what luck running into a friend! flynn smiles immediately, both at the fact it's stahn and in effort to downplay things. why worry people unnecessarily? losing his eyesight and being completely lost is no big deal. really.]

Hello, Stahn. It's a pleasure running into you, as always.

[a bad day suddenly becomes a little brighter.]

[majinken]

[the problem with this is the fact that stahn is already a bit wary.

flynn seems like he's in good spirits, with his ever-friendly tone and bright smile. but still...]

Yeah, but—is everything okay? You sounded kind of... lost. [it seems like his memories are in tact, but...?

?

?

he's confused.]

c!

[adornmental]

[GOOD THING KASHUU'S HERE. Good thing Kashuu actually knows how to work a fire extinguisher now... That only took him a good 8 months to figure out.

Anyway, more importantly-- A flaming sword? NEAT if a little concerning (at least he isn't one of the Fire Trauma Sword Squad™ members). The flaming dummy? A problem.]

Woah, woah, woah—! [NO DOJOS GOING UP IN FLAMES ON HIS WATCH. He drops his shinai and slides off to the side, disappearing behind a wall and coming back with the extinguisher in hand.] Duck!!

[He's not really great at using it even if he knows how, though... That foam is probably going Everywhere.]

[thatdamnknight]

[FIREFIGHTER KASHUU TO THE RESCUE.

flynn has almost no time to react to what's going on. when someone says duck? you don't think, you just duck. dodging to the side results in narrowly missing a full force blast of foam. some gets on his clothes but better on the clothes than in the face. little victories.

victories that flynn isn't even aware of. he's far too confused about everything. what was with the shouting? why did kashuu bring out foam?? why does a dojo even have foam???]

Has something happened, Kashuu?

[adornmental]

[HE'S SO GOOD AT PUTTING FIRES OUT which will definitely come in handy once things around him start, you know. Catching on fire. But that hasn't happened yet, so this is fine...

As for the dummy, it's now smouldering and covered in foam, which is also fine! He'll glance over to make sure Flynn isn't also covered, satisfied to see that his aim was... well. Not as bad as it could have been.]

Yeah, something happened. You totally set that dummy on fire!

b

[fishyoldman]

[Well, that's... something. Repede letting anyone walk him on a leash, even Flynn, is a sight to behold in and of itself. But Raven's nothing if not observant, and it doesn't take him long to pick up on the fact Repede actually seems to be leading Flynn.

Weird. Raven sidles up to the pair of them, intending on an inappropriately nonchalant entrance as usual, when... Flynn trips right over something that should have been easy to spot. Raven's quick to grab his clothes by the scruff of the neck to stop him faceplanting.]

Whoa there. Is yer doggy pullin' a little too hard on his leash for ya?

[thatdamnknight]

[falling and then suddenly not is about as pleasant a surprise as it gets. flynn can't help but sigh in relief at having to eat pavement today. what makes it all the more pleasant is the voice that follows that action. what great timing, sir raven!

repede gives a snort at the pulling too hard comment. don't insult him! he knows when to behave, unlike other older folks who will remain nameless.]

Thank you for that and no, the tripping was entirely my own fault.

[those dang cracks, just jumping out of nowhere like that.]

[fishyoldman]

[Raven moves to steady Flynn until he's sure he's not about to lose his balance again, watching him intently, noticing his eyes don't seem to be focusing on anything. Well, guess he can't tease him and Repede all that much if it really is this serious. (And why does Repede always seem to understand what people say...? Spooky.)]

Sure it was. [He's sceptical -- it's anything but Flynn's fault if CERES glitches are involved, but he'll leave that aside for now.] How long have you been like this?

a

[notsogreedy]

[Unfortunately, the person he happens to ask is also blind and in a particularly bad mood about the whole thing. He's at least succeeded well enough in getting around safely, thanks to the assistance of a probably unusual animal for this sort of thing. If Flynn could see, he might notice that this stranger happens to have a hawk sitting on his arm... which might explain the sound he would have heard when he approached, preceding the footsteps stopping.

Ankh turns in the general direction of the question, not that he can see who it was who asked. The voice doesn't sound particularly familiar, if nothing else.]

How should I know?

[Sorry, Flynn, he's as lost as you are.]

[thatdamnknight]

[what a case of the blind leading the blind. well, the blind asking the blind for help and without even realizing it. will our heroes find their way or remain lost forever?

the strange noise does take flynn off guard. his brows furrow momentarily because... was that a hawk? he'll have to ask about that later. first thing first: figuring out where this is. if this person doesn't know what area this is (which isn't all that odd since not everyone knows every part of the city) the flynn'll have to deduce that for himself.]

Then would you be able to tell me what buildings are nearby?

[notsogreedy]

Heh.

[That question is odd in a way that clues him into what's going on, and he can't help being a little amused at the irony, on top of being annoyed by this whole mess. This stupid city and the stupid problems it causes everyone.]

You picked the wrong person to ask that.

d!

[immobileyes]

[ In a time before Flynn went blind and Mary's power went bonkers, she was... still being incredibly hesitant about wandering around outside. Half the colony is broken, her eyes feel like they're burning, and finally, she stops somewhere in the Residential District to vigorously scrub at her eyes.

This may look a bit odd. ]

[thatdamnknight]

[today simply isn't a good day for eyes. flynn's own eyes started bothering him a short while ago. he couldn't even pinpoint what was wrong aside from the fact they felt off. is it a lack of sleep? his sleeping schedule hasn't been THAT bad...

further pondering whether or not his terrible sleeping habits returned to being extra terrible gets put on hold. he spots mary, who seems to be rubbing her eyes and very roughly. cue instant concern from flynn's end. he'll head on over immediately, making his presence known once close enough.]

Mary? Is everything all right?

[immobileyes]

F-Flynn!

[ Mary lowers a hand, blinking up at him-- and then sort of wincing again. ]

My eyes sort of hurt... but I don't know why. [ They've never really felt quite like this before... it's more than a little concerning to her. ]

b

[sayonaradumbass]

[Kaneda wouldn't want anyone to know he's coming to the gardens of all places, how lame-- but ever since the whole system fucking itself over, he'd needed a little green.

Not a dog sniffing at the snacks he's got in his pocket.]

Hey! Do you mind?!

[thatdamnknight]

[repede's intention is noble, rest assured!! hearing his idiot owner's stomach growl and then have the growl be ignored makes a pup worry. he'll go for the pocket because, hey, maybe this stranger'll share the snacks with another person who needs it?

what a shame the blind guy can't actively see what's going on. the shouting takes him off guard and gets him to come to a halt.]

Ah, is something wrong, Sir?

[sayonaradumbass]

[that's not going to happen. this isn't going to be happy fun sharetime. Nah, Kaneda shrieks like he's being murdered, stepping away from the pup and his owner--]

Yeah, asshole! Your mutt here's trying to assault me! I'm not gonna stand for that, you wiseass.

a

[prosecutory]

[Flynn might have suddenly stepped on grass and plants where there shouldn't be any, or smelled the flowers beginning to sprout from the nearest building's walls. And said building is the gymnasium.

Edgeworth happens to be here, just emerging from it when Flynn approaches.]

Flynn? [It must be the blindness striking certain people in the colony.] You're in front of the gym. Where did you wish to go?

[thatdamnknight]

[what an odd scent, if one that makes him wonder whether or not he'd managed to wander to the gardens. hearing what is so obviously edgeworth's voice mention it being the gym takes him a little off guard.]

The gym?

[flynn's brows furrow. it does NOT smell this nice by the gym.]

Thank you for telling me, Edgeworth, but might I ask why it smells so floral here?

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth figured Flynn would notice.]

...Recently, different kinds of plants have been growing wherever I go. [He glances at a vine already winding its way up the nearest lamppost.]