Uriah stopped in his tracks and began to fake cry. "Cy, is that really you?" He ran over to him like a girl would and wrapped his arms around him. "You wouldn't guess all the pain I went through because of Sparrow, she was so mean to me." Uriah continued to be over dramatic but let go of Cyrus.
Cyrus hugged back when Uriah tried to pull away. “Oh no, you don’t, buckaroo. You’re not getting away from me!”
To continue the dramatic act, he gave Uriah a kiss on the cheek.
Sparrow punched Uriah "mean!? I was trying to better you! Everyone knew you could get beat up by a fly!" She laughed
"Alright, I get it I went too far, no need to kiss me." He laughed. As soon as Sparrow punched him he rubbed his shoulder even though it didn't hurt. "For your information I was still skilled at swordsmanship, so I could totally take a fly. It would be a hard fight but I think I could take it." He laughed again and looked around. "This is a nice place."
Sparrow laughed "yeah right, the fly would still win." After hearing his comment on the new guild she nodded "I know right! These guys have been busy"
Eira popped her head in from a near by doorway, “Oi, guys. Not that I don’t love catching up and everything, there’s food in the dining hall if you guys want it and work that has to be done.”
Sparrow ditched the boys and ran "FOOD!"
Uriah was close behind, he hadn't eaten much on the travel back, so food sounded wonderful. As soon as he got to the dinning hall a crowd of people were standing around chatting and getting food. "I hadn't realized how many people were actually here." It made him a bit sad to know that their lives moved on without them, but it must feel the same for them.
Cyrus followed to make sure they got where they were going and perhaps to catch up a little more.
"Yeah, it's surprising, isn't it?" Cyrus asked, "It's been quite the year… We couldn't just sit around doing nothing while you guys were gone though."
Sparrow had gotten a plate and sat down at a table. She waved her hands to let Cyrus and Uriah know where she was.
Uriah grabbed his food and head to the table. "Does Cy know were not together anymore?" He leaned over the table and whispered. He didn't want to talk to Cy in such a crowded area about a matter like this.
"I dont think so." She said after swallowing. "He seemed very cautious. Almost like he was trying to restrain himself from doing something."
Cyrus grabbed some food and went to sit down with his friends.
"So, what all did you accomplish while you were gone?" Cyrus asked, "Where do we stand now?"
"Well, I trained this weak boy into a strong man. Although I still doubt he could defeat a fly." She laughed
"I see," Cyrus replied, "How did all of the mission objectives go? You didn't tell us a whole lot about them in the first place."
Sparrow smirked "that is classified."
“Classified my ass,” Eira said, squeezing into a seat next to Sparrow, “Spill.”
"(Insert details about trip) and I think that's all I remember" sparrow said
(Imma leave the explaining to Illy because this trip thing was her idea lol)
(lol okay, that's fine.)
"Hm," Cyrus replied, "Well… I'm sure glad you both came back in one piece, and I'm sure everything you did is a great advantage to our cause."
Sparrow nodded with her mouth full. "Wheres Zelda?" She asked after swallowing.
“Round here somewhere I’m sure,” Eira replied, leaning forwards into the table.
"In my quarters, sleeping, as cats do, I think," Cyrus said, "She's missed you too."
"Is Freedom around as well?" Uriah took a bite of bread and quickly ate it. "Anyway, I'll have to leave in a few days. Your looking at the new owner of A. Gadgets and weapons, it took a lot but finally did it." He looked around and rested his head in his hands.
Sparrow nodded "of course she missed me, who wouldn't?" She laughed, it felt good to finally genuinely laugh with her oldest friends.
"Well, I'm going to go take a look around." He wanted to see if Freedom was around and if maybe they had something of Zhavia's he was ready to move on, but he would never forget her. Standing from his chair he walked out of the room feeling out of place.