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[ Flynn wakes up to a strange state, one where he somewhat forgets of the city but not really. He knows he's been to the city but he's back home: this is the truth that the Acting-Commandant, no, Commandant finds in himself when he searches for an answer. That and the fact that he'd been staring at the falling pink blossoms of the Halure Tree for more than a few minutes now and Sodia had been worriedly calling out his name, or rather, one of his titles now for just that long.

"Commander, command--"

Shaking his head, and with a smile as he mentally admonished himself for spacing out, Flynn turns to his second-in-command. "I'm sorry, Sodia. I was just thinking--"

Sodia seems alarmed by that statement and she suddenly bursts into a report on how she had her unit check on the area quite thoroughly and how she had found no disturbances at all, not from the people or the monsters surrounding the area. Flynn, though usually more patient and appreciative of his second-in-command's thoroughness and efforts (it's all for their common goal too, though most of that is now on the verge of being achieved ), extends a hand to silence her. Sodia complies of course, wordlessly as every subordinate would when given the hand signal. Flynn realizes to his dismay how that was probably not the best way he could have requested for her to stop.

"Sodia-"

"Yes, Commander?"

"...It's Flynn. Please bear with... I dismissed everyone else, including you, earlier. I'd like for there to be less formality betwe-- I mean. For now. I have--"

Flynn turns to look away, eyes casually surveying the surrounding area as he searched for the right words. He had chosen this spot for the privacy it granted, and also for the fact that it was right beneath the Halure Tree... ]

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[She smiles at Shing after his little confession about Kohaku. And blushes as she watches Flynn kiss someone.

And why does it make her miss Suzaku so much?

Whispers.] Should we maybe turn around?

Maybe? I don't want ruin their moment...

SHHHHH!

[Hello, daydreaming! He's far gone now. Off in his own world. Please leave a message after the beep.

Normally this would be when Iria hits him or Spada tells him to snap out of it, but well, they're not here to do that. So he'll just be silently fanboying in his own way.]

[ Flynn actually starts to turn at that series of sounds- was that, Yuri? But before he can turn fully and survey the area, albeit reluctantly what with Sodia being in his arms, the scene changes.

Like a storybook, the surroundings turn pastel-like in colors, fading and fading until all that's left are pencil lines and white... and then nothing. ~~Obviously, someone in the bunch of intruders were thinking of this as the start of some fairytale like scenario, so there!~~

There is an ominous thunderclap overhead, not one that Flynn could have heard of course as the dream was shuffling him to the next position, and everything turns pitch black. When the light and colors return, they find themselves at Zaphias. The dreamcrashers are now in different clothing, white ones complete with corsages made from Halure blossoms to be exact, and the new setting is the lower quarter for an outdoor wedding. It isn't extravagant by Imperial standards, but there are a lot of guests: knights, people from the lower quarter, everyone that wished to celebrate it were present... and of course, there was the Emperor, Ioder, congratulating the groom who was in a stunning white, silver, and frosted blue themed suit.

Flynn really has no idea of what's going on - in the reality, that is - and is just content to be swept along by this dream. It isn't a nightmare, in any case. He looks around, in search of his best man... Yuri's been missing all that time after the actual ceremony... ]

[Among a crowd of people, now! Still vaguely in shock but... now utterly confused. A scene change, huh? Not that... this looks... any... better.

Oh my god was this...?

This is probably also the longest time Yuri's been silent...ever... But then again, there is a hand over his mouth.

He blows a puff of air against her hand and crosses his arms. He looks SO DISPLEASED.]

Your friend normally this sappy?

[ Well--oh. That is definitely one of the weirdest things she's ever experienced, shifting into another dream.

And she still has her hand over Yuri's mouth. But that's about the only thing that hasn't changed, and all she can think of is god, this dress really isn't very flattering. Who wears all white, anyway, besides brides? At least her hair looks elegant.

Then she remembers to take her hand off his mouth. ]

Is this... the wedding?

[Sudden shift is sudden and she might have grabbed Shing's arm a little for fear of losing balance.] They...ah...everything is so beautiful. [And confusing]

Is Yuri okay? [Wouldn't he be happy for his friend? At least no one was getting hurt in this dream.]

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