[You put some distance between yourself and the meddling kids before speaking. "I must admit, you're very strong."
Before you can say anything else, a knight approaches to speak to Cumore, who is standing somewhere behind you. "Sir Cumore! It's the Flynn Brigade!"
"Well, send him away!" Cumore doesn't sound pleased with this development, but that really doesn't seem like a surprise.
"We tried, but he insists on coming down to perform an inspection."
"That lower quarter lout. He simply has no tact!"
Well, it looks like it's up to you again, or perhaps more accurately... "Gauche, Droite."
From somewhere up above, a voice answers, "Yes, Yeager." The two girls drop down, landing on either side of you. They're teenagers, and look older than most of the kids in the group you were just fighting. There's a sense of familiarity there, a sense of safety, perhaps. It's less that you feel they'll protect you and more that they'll ensure things don't get any worse. Even so, there really aren't any emotions present.
The green-haired girl on your right speaks up, "This is our time to shine!" She's definitely not the one who spoke earlier.
"I think we better be making with the escape, ja?" You tell them instead.
They throw smoke bombs and you take that as your cue to turn and leave. The girls and Cumore are behind you and you're sure they'll get out just fine, but you have time to hear them say, "Please step this way." and "Move! Move! Time to get a move on!"
It seems like Cumore can't just leave it at that, though. "We'll get you next time!"
Everything begins to fade then, and it isn't long before the memory's gone as suddenly as you were forced into living it.]
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Before you can say anything else, a knight approaches to speak to Cumore, who is standing somewhere behind you. "Sir Cumore! It's the Flynn Brigade!"
"Well, send him away!" Cumore doesn't sound pleased with this development, but that really doesn't seem like a surprise.
"We tried, but he insists on coming down to perform an inspection."
"That lower quarter lout. He simply has no tact!"
Well, it looks like it's up to you again, or perhaps more accurately... "Gauche, Droite."
From somewhere up above, a voice answers, "Yes, Yeager." The two girls drop down, landing on either side of you. They're teenagers, and look older than most of the kids in the group you were just fighting. There's a sense of familiarity there, a sense of safety, perhaps. It's less that you feel they'll protect you and more that they'll ensure things don't get any worse. Even so, there really aren't any emotions present.
The green-haired girl on your right speaks up, "This is our time to shine!" She's definitely not the one who spoke earlier.
"I think we better be making with the escape, ja?" You tell them instead.
They throw smoke bombs and you take that as your cue to turn and leave. The girls and Cumore are behind you and you're sure they'll get out just fine, but you have time to hear them say, "Please step this way." and "Move! Move! Time to get a move on!"
It seems like Cumore can't just leave it at that, though. "We'll get you next time!"
Everything begins to fade then, and it isn't long before the memory's gone as suddenly as you were forced into living it.]