[color=A0A0A0][h2]Fleuri Jodeau[/h2][/color]

Fascinating, Fleuri mused- whether or not this Florian was the real Mirror Knight, he remembered.  More than just remembered- judging by what Randon had said, Florian had spoken of the experience to another in the dreamscape.  Speaking of Randon, he couldn't help but be amused at the thought that Lein wasn't the first male Hundi Iron Rose to put on a dress and make the look work.

The ancient knight's words were no less fascinating.  Fleuri had for some time looked at his past tournament history with some shame, despite the considerable benefits it had yielded for him.  At the time of Fleuri's knighting, his mentor offered to put a good word in with the Roses and ensure that their unsung two-man crusade against the necromancers during the war would be taken into account with the order.  In other words, he could've joined the Roses right away and started fighting the good fight.  However, between the war ending and being put off at how heroism and merit meant nothing in the Roses when it came to who would succeed the fallen Captain, he had opted to fight for himself instead.

Up until meeting Florian, he had been hesitant to look upon his tournament career with anything other than regret.  But if Florian approved of the diverse avenues of combat that Fleuri had pursued, just maybe he was looking at this the wrong way.

"I'll certainly join you," he replied to Florian's offer.  "Where might I leave my armor?"

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