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[voice] gasconadead August 24 2011, 02:13:52 UTC

[ There is very little Flynn can think of to say to this. He can't find the emotion within him -- all that remains is a sort of numb emptiness at the sudden reality of what living in this place means.

He could yell at the Commandant. He could wail to the skies. But he doesn't. There is only one thing on his mind right now, and he shouts across the journals, hoping she'll hear him. ]

Rapunzel? Rapunzel!

[voice] paintsthewalls August 24 2011, 02:18:12 UTC

Flynn? [A---not exactly SCARED voice, but a nervous one. Definitely a nervous one.] They're...I mean, I can't even....Flynn..

[voice] gasconadead August 24 2011, 02:45:31 UTC

Where are you?

[ He needs to see her. He refuses to have this conversation over the journal. ]

[voice] paintsthewalls August 24 2011, 02:51:17 UTC

I-in my Tower? I mean...Building 7! I'm in my room.

[voice -> action] gasconadead August 24 2011, 03:24:36 UTC

Right. Okay. Can I-- [ ... ] I'll be there soon.

[ He means it. After all, he happened to be at home, too. And they're in the same building. THANKFULLY he'd fount out the number of her room sometime previous; how convenient, right?

... anyway. He heads up there. It only takes him a minute or two before he's knocking on her door. ]

[action] paintsthewalls August 24 2011, 12:31:29 UTC

Who's there? Who is it? [Yeah---not taking any chances.]

[action] gasconadead August 25 2011, 06:10:42 UTC

It's me. [ His voice is quiet, heavy with emotion -- only just loud enough to be heard within the apartment. ]

[action] paintsthewalls August 28 2011, 01:16:56 UTC

[That door is immediately opened and Rapunzel is in your arms, Flynn. Shaking, and holding on tightly.]

[action] gasconadead August 31 2011, 01:27:08 UTC

[ ... oh, good. That saves him the trouble of having to reach out to her first. Without any hesitation at all he wraps his arms around her and holds her close, shutting his eyes as he rests his cheek against her hair.

Rapunzel. Rapunzel, getting called to war. For all her cleverness and determination and all that magical hair... war is a different beast, and he knows it and it seems like she knows it too. And even though he isn't showing it, he's unspeakably terrified. For himself, sure -- but mostly for her. ]

paintsthewalls August 31 2011, 01:50:02 UTC

Flynn? [Her voice is just above a whisper.] I think I can be brave for the war.

gasconadead August 31 2011, 02:20:55 UTC

[ For a moment he says nothing, opening his eyes to stare at the floor. ]

... I'll be right there with you, Rapunzel. The whole time.

paintsthewalls August 31 2011, 02:44:20 UTC

[GOOD. That is....good. She can look after him if he's near her. She can...if he gets HURT, she can heal him. Oh God he might get hurt. ]

And I'll be right with you, Flynn Rider.

gasconadead August 31 2011, 03:11:24 UTC

[ He releases her just enough so he can get a good look at her face, loosing one arm to bring it up and gently touch her face instead. His smile is weak, but it's there. ]

We'll look after each other. Those Third Party whatevers will wish they'd never run into the likes of us.

paintsthewalls August 31 2011, 03:16:05 UTC

They'll...right. Because we fight with cookware!

gasconadead August 31 2011, 19:28:50 UTC

.... about that. [ His smile falls, and he releases her, suddenly uncomfortable. ] ... Rapunzel, I'm not ... going to bring a frying pan. ... I'm getting a sword. A real one.

paintsthewalls September 3 2011, 01:32:55 UTC

[She has heard faraway things about battles. They aren't something Mother Gothel has ever educated her about, but Rapunzel knows enough to understand the worst.]

...Good. Flynn? I-I want you to have a sword, because I want you to be safe. Protected. The pans are great but...

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