[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]

"I don't know how much help that would be," he stated wearily. He'd had just about enough of those headmasters. "They were oddly persistent about me staying. They even had it in them to say they were expecting me! Talk about strange." He shrugged, and headed for the door. "They can enroll me all they'd like, but I'm not interested in staying when I have business back home."

[raw_angel_power]

His grin fell, and he took on a more solemn tone. "Yeah, that sounds pretty annoying. Hmmmm." As if he wanted to advertise that he was thinking, he placed his finger and thumb, which were splayed in an L-shape, beneath his chin and focused in on the floor near his feet. "...I don't know much about the inner workings of this multiverse deal, but a lot of people are able to find a way home, even if it's for a vacation. I'm sure the people who are depending on you can hold their own until then."

[welikeike]

"Well, yeah," he agreed. The Greil Mercenaries would do without him, but it frustrated him that he had no say in the matter. "Still, I didn't choose to be here. And if that choice were in my hands, I'd return. Everybody's probably wondering where I disappeared to."

[raw_angel_power]

"And they might think the worst if you leave without saying where you were going." He grabbed onto his own arm and scrolled his eyes over to the window as he soaked in Ike's predicament. "I wish I knew how to take you back."

[welikeike]

"I'll figure it out somehow," replied Ike. His resolve was solid, like there was nothing that was going to get in his way. "I'll keep looking until I find an answer. It's not a big deal that you can't do anything. But I appreciate the thought."

[pitticus]

Pit looked away from the window and toward Ike with a smile. "I bet you will! Though... I'm kind of disappointed. If you stayed, maybe we could have been friends?"

[welikeike]

He smiled a little.

"Sorry. I've got to do what I've got to do, and that's to go back and lead the mercenaries." He nodded at Pit. "I'll remember you, and keep that in mind. Maybe I'll get the time and come back someday. ...Somehow."

Because he wasn't even sure he knew how to get back here. Maybe somebody would know of this place back home.

[raw_angel_power]

"I get it! We all have things we have to do," agreed Pit as he departed the room. "Good luck trying to get back, then!"

[welikeike]

"Thanks," Ike called back, and watched Pit leave the room.

He could only hope the matter would as simple as it should seem. But maybe he'd be sticking around for longer than he wished.