[action]

[welikeike]

[ACTIONS FOR ELIZABETH]
There is a blue-haired boy lying on the sidewalk in some part of FDC. He doesn't seem to be doing too well, but nobody's around to assume responsibility for him. The strangest thing is that parts of his clothes seem to be freshly charred. Stranger yet, he's holding a sword in one hand, and a crumpled-up piece of paper in the other, both with an iron grip. The paper seems to be a letter or something.

One soul would be the lucky one to rouse him from his unconsciousness.

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[GENERAL ACTION]
There's a newcomer at Smash Academy. He's dressed strangely, with tattered clothes and a long, flowing red cape that is similarly torn at the edges. He's spending the day wandering around and getting to know things around this place. He's bound to be anywhere you want him to be.

No matter what time he's approached, he seems bothered about something, be it his predicament or the unfamiliar modern commodities that he has a hard time understanding. Feel free to approach him and HELP A GUY OUT.

Comments

[welikeike]

"Thanks," said Ike, taking the handkerchief from Flint. "You don't have to be sorry. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going. All you did was open a door."

Ike lightly tilted back his head and pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose with the handkerchief.

[planking]

What do you say to somebody you just beaned in the face, anyway?

"Y'know, I can point you in the direction of the nurse's office, they can patch you up right." He offered. "Name's Flint, by the way. Don't think I've seen you around."

[welikeike]

"I'm Ike," he answered shortly, doing his best to stop the bleeding. He tipped his head back down with the hopes that it had at least improved, but who knew. "The headmasters told me that I'm going to be a student here, but I'm actually looking for a way home. I'm not having very much luck though."

[planking]

Oh, he's one of those poor saps.

"Well..." Flint tried to think of a way to put this that would make sense. "This place isn't like other places. A lot of folks come here by accident, and some of them can go back just fine."

That certainly didn't sound ominous.

[welikeike]

Ike picked up on that almost immediately, and he quirked an eyebrow.

"That doesn't sound good for the rest of us," he mused, with blood still dripping from his nose. He pressed the cloth to it again idly before continuing. "What happens to the others?"

[planking]

"A lot of 'em just stick around." Flint explained. "Some of 'em try to find a way back, but I don't know if they've had any luck. They're still around, for what it's worth."

[welikeike]

Ike just stared at him, searching his expression.

"That's..." He looked away. "Blast. ...Did it happen to you? Or can you give me some names?" he asked, directing his attention back to Flint. "I'd like to see if I could get some more answers about that."

[planking]

This was such a nice welcome wagon, isn't it?

"Well, no, I'm not one of 'em. Pretty sure." Flint added the last bit, as it had been a while since he had visited Tazmily, now that he thought about. "The physics teacher here? He'd probably be a good one to ask."

[welikeike]

"The physics teacher... Got it." It didn't occur to Ike to ask for his name, as that would surely do. Sometimes he underestimated the amount of people that could be stuck in one school of this size. It all seemed unreal to him to begin with. "I can hardly believe this place. How do people sleep at night knowing that they can't go home sometimes? Surely they've brought it up before."