[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

[gentlesaint]

"You could say that. I work two jobs here at this school. One of them is working at the infirmary and tending to whatever ails the students. The other is teaching." Rhys wasn't as interested in elaborating further on his position as Ike's predicament. "But I don't think we ever managed to answer why you are here. It's quite the surprise."

[welikeike]

"Oh... that." He swayed back and forth, thinking over his situation. "Well, you see, I got here this morning. Earlier on, I was with the rest of you when we were trying to drive away a band of pirates from Port Talma that were doing what they could to take advantage of the state of Crimea. The captain must have poisoned his blade, because I passed out before we made it back to camp that night."

He paused and looked up at Rhys. "I'm wondering if you remember any of this. It's weird that it's been so long for you, when this all happened to me just yesterday. Anyway, I woke up in the city of this place. I did all I could to return home, but sources say I can't leave. At least, everybody I've asked told me that."

[gentlesaint]

Rhys closed his eyes, doubting that he could possibly remember the event but trying his head at it anyway. "I've been able to leave before, so perhaps I could try escorting you..." he said to the latest sentence that came from Ike's mouth. "It's difficult to recall every last mission we've been on, especially when they deal with something as commonplace as pirates and bandits. But... oh wait!" His eyes snapped open. "I think I'm starting to remember! You passed out, and Boyd and Titania helped you up onto her horse! Then we took you home, and Mist and I treated you. You had been poisoned, but we managed to save you in the nick of time. You woke up that night and ate like a starved lion. ...I remember. Then, why are you here...?"

[welikeike]

He blinked. "Yeah, that's right. You guys must have found me in that ally I went behind. I thought I was going to be sick, but I just passed out instead."

Ike sighed, not sure what to make of this situation. "I'm not sure why I didn't just stay there, but here I am. And you're from the future. ...Gah! Why doesn't any of this make any sense!?" Nothing could be simple, ever.

[gentlesaint]

Rhys felt sorry for Ike's poor, scrambling brain. He wished he could say something that would make it easier to understand, but found himself at a loss. It wasn't like he had a mental handle on the workings of spacetime, either! Instead, he placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him his best reassuring look.

"Whatever is going on, we will find a way to sort through it. Don't let it frustrate you too much, or else you'll make it harder on yourself. Take things as they come, Commander.I'll help you in the best way I know how."

[welikeike]

Really. Having Rhys here was a comforting thought, and he could always remember that he was here. He took a deep breath and gave him a nod. "Yeah. Thanks, Rhys.

"And... I guess I'll take your class?" Ike turned to look at him with the hint of a smile.

[gentlesaint]

"I'll be looking forward to it."