Flynn strode along the quiet street, delicate flower petals crushed beneath his steel boots as he walked. Halure had remained the sleepy town it always had been, the peaceful atmosphere broken only by the occasional experiment gone awry from the resident researchers. It was a miracle that the typically reclusive scientists of Aspio had somehow managed to integrate smoothly into living among the citizens of Halure. The catastrophe of the Adephagos had resulted in a rather chaotic series of circumstances, but Flynn quite liked the increased sense of solidarity between groups of people. A world divided into many different groups had converged to stand together and help support each other in the wake of the catastrophe. It was quite a different world than the one which Flynn had been born into, but it was one which he was very pleased to be a part of.
Things weren't all sunshine and roses however. As Commandant, Flynn knew this better than most. He'd had to deal with a great deal of complaints, and settle more than a few disputes that had arisen between those who resisted integration. On top of that were the nobles who vehemently attempted to call into question Flynn's qualifications to be Commandant, not to mention the added uncertainty of weeding out agents still loyal to the memory of Alexei. He envied the ability of Yuri and his friends to move about as freely as they did. Though naturally Yuri faced his own problems with the quickly growing reputation of Brave Vesperia. The little guild had been getting quite a name for itself over the past year. Flynn had to wonder how on earth Yuri managed to appear so carefree despite everything that happened. But then Yuri was Yuri. Some things didn't change very much, and Flynn took comfort in that. It was nice to be able to be certain of at least a few things.
As he rounded the corner, Flynn spotted the man himself, along with the other members of Brave Vesperia. A small smile tugged at the corners of Flynn's lips as he raised his hand to wave, rather pleased to see them. He folded the map Estelle had given him to direct him to Rita's cottage, knowing that Yuri would be able to point him in the right direction. Though in addition to that, Flynn hoped that the group would have the time to chat with him. It had been some time since he'd last seen his childhood friend, and there was some catching up he wanted to do. Flynn's current task, though undeniably important, was not urgent, and so he strode cheerfully towards the small guild, feeling more relaxed than he had in awhile. Perhaps for once he wouldn't be accused of being 'uptight'.
"Good morning!" he greeted them once he was within earshot, flashing them a cheerful grin. "I wasn't expecting to run into you here."
Things weren't all sunshine and roses however. As Commandant, Flynn knew this better than most. He'd had to deal with a great deal of complaints, and settle more than a few disputes that had arisen between those who resisted integration. On top of that were the nobles who vehemently attempted to call into question Flynn's qualifications to be Commandant, not to mention the added uncertainty of weeding out agents still loyal to the memory of Alexei. He envied the ability of Yuri and his friends to move about as freely as they did. Though naturally Yuri faced his own problems with the quickly growing reputation of Brave Vesperia. The little guild had been getting quite a name for itself over the past year. Flynn had to wonder how on earth Yuri managed to appear so carefree despite everything that happened. But then Yuri was Yuri. Some things didn't change very much, and Flynn took comfort in that. It was nice to be able to be certain of at least a few things.
As he rounded the corner, Flynn spotted the man himself, along with the other members of Brave Vesperia. A small smile tugged at the corners of Flynn's lips as he raised his hand to wave, rather pleased to see them. He folded the map Estelle had given him to direct him to Rita's cottage, knowing that Yuri would be able to point him in the right direction. Though in addition to that, Flynn hoped that the group would have the time to chat with him. It had been some time since he'd last seen his childhood friend, and there was some catching up he wanted to do. Flynn's current task, though undeniably important, was not urgent, and so he strode cheerfully towards the small guild, feeling more relaxed than he had in awhile. Perhaps for once he wouldn't be accused of being 'uptight'.
"Good morning!" he greeted them once he was within earshot, flashing them a cheerful grin. "I wasn't expecting to run into you here."