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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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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.

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She gave him a sympathetic smile because for as much as he sounded like her when she'd arrived, she also thought he was handling it with a much calmer composure than she did. Not that she had panicked - well, not too much - but she'd certainly not been the most calm around Innes when he explained the differences between their memories. But maybe that had something to do with Innes so quickly telling her he'd fallen for her. It was a lot of information to take in at one time.

"I can imagine," she replied gently. "You have my sympathies." Her posture straightened and she gave him a somewhat stiff bow, as if remembering her regal airs. "I have failed to introduce myself. I am Eirika, the crown princess of Renais. While the information I have given you may be useful for your stay, I have no doubt that you may see many things that you are not expecting. My greatest sense of guidance is that you expect what you do not anticipate, else you may find this to not be a welcoming experience for you by any means."

"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Princess Eirika." So she was the princess of Renais, her homeland. Meeting royalty at every turn seemed to be something Ike was good at lately, especially when he didn't anticipate it. Still, he could see it.

"I'm Ike. I'm the commander of the Greil Mercenaries," he started, but looked a bit troubled after that bit. "Although I've been separated from them, I'm certain they'll fare fine without me. My problems probably seem so little compared to being the princess of a country who can't return to her homeland." He knew that all too well after spending so many months with Princess Elincia, who found herself in a similar predicament.

As she heard him, her features softened slightly, if only because it was only recently that she had begun to feel a little of the same for her own people. Her own flesh and blood, at that. It was not only heartwarming, but oddly inspiring to hear Ike reflect what she'd heard more than once before. With a more reserved smile, she gave a nod.

"I should have known by your clothes you were a mercenary. It's not so different from what some in my continent would wear." As he continued, she found her posture straightening and for a moment, his consideration of her position did render from her a brief pause. "I assure you, Ike, my suffering here is no greater or lesser than yours, or anyone else's, regardless of my station." Yet it was kind of him to think of hers so.

Be it a country or a mercenary band, both took responsibility over something. Ike understood that. There were differences, but at the heart, they could be easily likened to each other. He nodded. He didn't take his duty lightly, even if it had seemed petty to her. It didn't.

"Right. We've all got our own things to do, and it's hard to do those things when you're here and not there." Mulling over it didn't help much, so instead, Ike looked back up to her. "Were you headed somewhere? I'd like to talk with you some more if you're not busy, but I won't hold you back. I think I could afford to learn a thing or two about this place, if you're willing."

True, that Eirika should have been working on her homework for Gordon's class. True, that she had homework for other classes as well. But the odd kinship she shared with Ike from a solitary meeting - if only because of similar homelands and responsibilities - caused her to eye him a few moments before giving a nod.

Eirika shook her head, "I wasn't going anywhere that I can't go to later." Because, after all, she'd been caught up in tailing him. "I do not mind joining you for a bit longer if you'll have me." Which he evidently had no issues with, so the tension in her shoulders faded after a moment longer. "Did you only recently arrive?"

"Yes. Today, actually," he replied, rubbing a hand against his chest uncomfortably. He wasn't sure he wanted to recount the circumstances so readily, especially after his startling wake-up call.

"I wasn't very eager to accept enrollment into this academy for the reason I told you earlier, so that's what I've been doing since I woke up here. You know, trying to find a way back." He looked over to Eirika, his composure seeming a lot less rushed than it did when she first saw him. "But after hearing what you had to say, I understand it's not as easy as that. So I'll have to adapt to living here in the meantime."

What fortune on her part, for him to only have arrived that day. Fleetingly, Eirika wondered what other kinds of people he'd met before she'd decided to trail after him in hopes of reestablishing some form of connection with Magvel. But it wasn't her place to pry and she had no intentions to. At least not at the current point in time.

"You are handling this with a great deal more grace than I did," she admitted after a moment's consideration. "It would be something to aspire to for anyone else who comes here not of their own volition." After straightening out her tunic, she continued, "I'm pleased to help you out however I may be able to. Have you sought yourself lodgings, yet? If you've already seen the Headmaster, it's implied you've already been given a position and a place to stay."

"I already talked to those guys," he stated with a light sigh. It was a frustrating ordeal to recall. "And got my room. I didn't want to stay, but they were persistent about arranging all of the details and told me I'd be enrolled in classes by nightfall. Really, they went right for the neck and left no room for questions. So I got that settled, I guess."

It felt weird and wrong to be in this place, to be stuck here. Flint hinted at it earlier, and then Eirika made it more believable. What could he do? He had to stay, at least to figure out how to return.

"By the Everlasting they're hasty," Eirika commented with a slight intrigue attached to her tone. Just how good of an individual was this Headmaster Hand, anyway? To be fair, she'd so infrequently seen him aside from occasional announcements that it dawned on her he seemed more than a little suspicious.

Especially considering the ordeals that had taken place a little before.

"Most of the faculty and the other inhabitants here are knowledgeable and trustworthy, in my opinion. The demolitions instructor, however - his name is Eggman, were I you, I would refrain from getting onto his poor side." As she walked, casual stride and all, the princess continued. "There's a commons room, a kitchen for the students, and other areas of interest on the academy grounds. The town holds apparel, food, and other living necessities. I'm certain nearly everything you could think to need - homeland not withstanding - you should be able to find here."

Ike silently listened, paying attention to the advice Eirika had to offer. Eggman would be a hard name to forget. But to avoid his bad side? Only time would tell if he could manage.

There was still something he had to say about the city. "I was there earlier. That's where I found myself when I came to," he said. "It's unlike anything I've seen. How do you figure out where everything is, anyway?"

She smiled kindly when she heard him because she had a hard time disagreeing. The town, its people, and everything that surrounded the centralised hub was unlike anything else she'd ever known. And she had known of some... rather strange things. Demons and monsters, old legends having truth. Yet none of those really compared to the world the way it was.

"I would not be surprised if there was a directory available, though if I'm to be honest, I spent a good deal of weeks investigating and scouting the area, which is the only reason I truly know as to what is here. If such a thing as a map is available, I do not have one. I imagine if you were in need, however, the Headmaster could provide. You could also check with any members of the security team. They perform nightly patrols and should know the layout very well."

"Alright," he replied idly, trying to soak in all of those possible options. Learning the area for himself sounded a lot like the way Ike felt he'd deal with getting to know the place better, but a bit of help from the security or a map didn't sound like a bad idea.

"It might take a while to get used to all of this, but I'll have to do what I can. Do you have any other advice?"

"Do not be too hasty," she reminded him kindly. "It is the best advice I could offer, I think. This place may seem jarring and disorienting. Yet you may find yourself discovering your own comforts here."

As if to use herself as an example, though she didn't dare to, for the very possibility of being judged for putting her duties second to her heart concerned her. She was still a princess and she was still expected to act as one. "You may seek me out if you wish to. I would always be willing to lend my assistance."

"I'll try not to be," he replied. Nowadays it was easier to abstain from rash decision making, probably because of all that time spent having to be a commander with a level head. "I appreciate the offer, Princess Eirika. I'll keep it in mind in case I ever need it."

She nodded and gave him something of a low bow of the head, just as if to imply a form of respect. And perhaps that was because he called her by her title, which was something she had grown unaccustomed to. But to hear it was oddly pleasant and reminiscent of older days.

"Please do." Not that she needed to tell him. "Until our paths cross again, I will wish you well."

"Likewise." With that, Ike nodded his head briefly and turned away, heading off to adjust to the idea that this school might be his home for a while. Who knew how long that would be.

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