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[srslynotguy]

I have reason to believe I've been gone for a while... but I'm not entirely sure how long it's been.

My last memory was of the curse involving a change in the City -- There were casinos, and I was a detective under the employ of the local police force....

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[notflynn]

[He heard noises. Talking, mostly, and it didn't sound a thing like Rita. While these days it was common to see Guy around the house as well, without Rita's accompanying voice, he can't help but tense up as he silently creeps up the stairs.

...his bedroom?

Eyes narrowing, he keeps his sword steady and swiftly bursts into the doorway--

--to see Flynn.

Bloody.

He stares.]

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[srslynotguy]

[ Unfortunately for Flynn, he hasn't exactly had the chance to take a close look at his state. All he knows is that he's still in the unfamiliar clothes that are slightly wet... ]

Yuri!

[ He immediately notes that Yuri's back in his usual kind of clothing and then walks up to him. ]

You're alright. That's a relief.

[ He'd ended up shooting at him, after all. ]

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[notflynn]

[His eyes go straight to the wound, sword dropped and fists clenched.]

I'm alright?

[It's been a month.]

What the hell is wrong with you?

[ARE YOU STUPID FLYNN?]

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[srslynotguy]

[ There's probably that dull pain, but he's a knight! He's manlier than you! It's not as painful as being lightsabered by Alexei to the chest... Okay, so, let's just say he doesn't really mind it yet. It doesn't feel like a big wound-- ]

Can't I be worried for my friend anymore?

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[notflynn]

You can't when you're the one hurt, idiot!

[he closes the space between them, taking the other's arm and inspecting the wound]

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[srslynotguy]

Yuri--

[ And when Yuri grabs his left arm, that sends a slight but sharp jolt of pain upwards, making Flynn wince a bit--

He realizes then that Yuri did land a bullet on him... ]

I have healing artes, Yuri.

[ It's nothing special :( ]

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[notflynn]

You and I both know that healing artes have their limits.

[He closes his eyes briefly, drawing together everything he felt and everything he thought this past month. His best friend has finally returned, retaining the injures he had inflicted. The grip on the other's arm becomes gentle before Yuri opens his eyes, keeps his gaze level and honest with Flynn's.]

I'm sorry.

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[srslynotguy]

[ Flynn knows there are limits to healing artes, but he also knows that he's not going to die from this one-- Yuri is overreacting. And Yuri's doing what he usually does to Yuri...

He shakes his head. ]

There's nothing to be sorry about. Not this time.

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[notflynn]

[He's not going to push it, but he does roughly pull the other into a one-armed hug.]

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[srslynotguy]

Did you miss me that much?

[ He knows this is grounds for Yuri punching him, but he wants to "cheer" his friend up a bit. ]

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[notflynn]

[He pulls his fist back and aims it toward Flynn's gut]

Don't push your luck.

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[srslynotguy]

Oh-

[ Instinctively dodges, but is a bit slower than usual... ]

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[notflynn]

Go change.

[And he shoves Flynn toward the bathroom.]

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[srslynotguy]

I can walk to the bathroom myself, you know? It's not like I've forgotten where it is.

[ Lightly jokesss? ]

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[notflynn]

Just making sure you didn't hit your head on the way down.

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[srslynotguy]

You'd have to try harder to get me to forget where the bathroom is, especially with all the mess you make every time you take a bath.