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[thelaw]

[He had to spend some time trying to figure out how to make this medallion-journal work, but now that it does-]

Oh, it worked! Yuri, where are you? And...

Is there any chance Lady Estellise is with you?

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[Sometimes Yuri really is convinced his life is a joke.]

Flynn? What the hell are you doing here?

[thelaw]

I'm not sure. I woke up here with no one else around.

[abyssions]

Damn it. No, Estelle isn't with me.

[Yuri was hoping that, even if he was trapped here, at least Flynn could take care of it. Now that's shot.]

She must still be stuck at home with Alexei.

[thelaw]

That's what I was afraid of. And we have no way back...

Where are you now? I'm about to be in Kiichpan.

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[thelaw]

[It's still the early lights of dawn when Yuri gets a message in his journal. The "ink" fades onto the page, written as if it was with someone's finger, and messy blotches of liquid spilling elsewhere on the page.]

action actually!!!

[abyssions]

[Yuri and Flynn have never been the type of best friends to be overprotective or attached at the hip, so when Flynn leaves that morning, Yuri goes about his business as usual. He just waits, keeps his journal open in case anything happens, but he isn't particularly worried. For all that they butt heads, Yuri has an unshakeable faith in Flynn, and so he has no doubt in his mind that Jinx will be no issue.

It's pure luck that he glances over just as the letters start to appear on the page, and his heart sinks. It doesn't take a genius to figure out exactly what that is, what it could mean, and before Yuri can fully process what he's doing, he's grabbed Dein Nomos and is rushing off in the direction Flynn left with no plan.

He doesn't need much of one. Before long, he smells smoke, and Jinx's little calling cards pinpoint the rest way. Cresting the next hill reveals the whole chaotic scene, and Flynn's armor catches the light, drawing Yuri's gaze inexorably. For a horrible, rending moment, Yuri doesn't see him move.]

Flynn!

[thelaw]

[He isn't moving. Cheek pressed against the dirt ground, he was focusing on staying conscious more than trying to get to his feet. It's only when he hears Yuri's voice that he'll make his attempt, shaky arms moving to try and push himself up onto his knees, but of course, the bullets pierced into both shoulders make this incredibly painful. He shouts, a pathetic sort of sound he's not used to hearing from himself, and collapses back to the ground. So he'll just have to crawl, hands and feet clawing at the earth to push himself toward the voice.]

I'm here.

[It's probably barely audible above the roar of the fire and the distance he's at.]

[abyssions]

[It's the worst thing Yuri has ever seen. He's never put Flynn on the same pedestal others have. Part of spending your whole life with someone is seeing them scared and hurt and sick and weak, but this—

Yuri half sprints, half slides down the hill, heedless of the smoke and the fire. All that matters right now is Flynn, and he's clumsier than he usually is when he drops to his knees beside him.]

What the hell are you doing? Stop—

[Stop moving, is what he means to say, but it dies on his lips when he's close enough to really see Flynn. There's so much blood, too much to tell where it's coming from, not when Flynn is still in all that armor, and right now, he's too heavy to carry. Yuri rests his hand on Flynn's shoulder, tries to ease him back as he ignores the sick pit in his stomach and the dizzying pace of his heartbeat.]

Take it easy. I'm getting you out of here.

[jinxs]

Who said you're overreacting? I'd have your head if you've done it to me. I've told you, that's what I thought you were doing in my house in the first place.

(doy.)

There is a misconnection, though.

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[He looks utterly baffled by that.]

Apparently, because five minutes ago you were complaining that I was grumpy.

[jinxs]

Yep, because you are. One thing does not exclude the other. You're grumpy, but you're not exaggerating. Does that make any sense?

(her logic is perfect.)

[abyssions]

[???]

Barely. If you don't think I'm exaggerating, why do you have such an issue with it?

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[sincleavers]

Yuri? It's Alphen. Since we didn't end up seeing much action when we were on watch in Coba, I was wondering if you wanted to spar sometime. Let me know if you're interested.

[abyssions]

[god PLEASE]

i'm in. let me know when you're free.

[sincleavers]

Training grounds in Tikal. Tomorrow work for you? Or the dat after?

[abyssions]

tomorrow works. i'll see you then.

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[thelaw]

Yuri, I have something for you, if you're around. It's a birthday present.

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What? You didn't have to do that.

[thelaw]

I wanted to. Should I bring it to your place?

[abyssions]

Sure. What is it?

[That defeats the purpose, Yuri!!!]

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[thelaw]

[A polite knock, twice.]

[abyssions]

[How many people does he know who are that polite? Like, two, which means he's instantly steeling himself against a rush of... anxiety? Nerves? He's not sure what to call it.

But he's not a coward, so he's opening the door.]

Hey.

[It's fine. It's just Flynn. Everything is normal.]

[thelaw]

Good afternoon, Yuri. Do you mind if we take a walk?

[abyssions]

[Wow, that doesn't exactly help. He frowns, brow furrowing.]

What did I do this time?