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[Eyes drift down to his paper then back up again. Steps are quiet and hesitant but he is out walking around and that is a stride in itself. Brows knitted together in a obvious look of confusion and lingering stress which loosens slightly as he exhales quietly. The words upon the parchment did little to explain the entirety of the situation and he was mildly desperate for more information. He figured that the letter was supposed to give the basic premise, but certainly didn’t dive under the surface of the issue and certainly didn’t stop his heart from beating rapidly within his chest.

Shoving it into his pocket as he walked around, his eyes searched around, pausing to look at the architecture that he came across, lips parted by the impressive design but it didn’t remove his thoughts from the situation at hand. His wandering had a purpose, he was in hopes of finding someone, anyone that could help, and preferably anyone with a familiar face. The thought alone caused his steps to pick up their pace and his eyes to look around a little more quickly, less inclined to marvel at the surrounding area, something that seemed more out of a fictional film than reality.

Quietly thankful that he still remained with his talents from home, despite the note of caution it was one of the thoughts that was stopping him from falling into a complete and utter panic attack, reverting back to the mental state he was a year ago.

He can be found here and there--until he finally stops and finds a seat, running his hands through his hair with a sigh--what to do?]

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HEY BABY HEYYYYY

[notasidedick]

Are you lost?

[Everyone was getting ready for the SeeD exams and Dick obviously also had to help with those preparations. He was usually all over the school as is, so he was bound to run into the small ginger anyways.]

Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you around.

OH MAI--HELLO.

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[The voice causes his attention to catch and he looks up at the taller figure. Taking a small step back, he drops his hands at his sides and replies with a nod of his head.] Yes, I just--

[Smaller hands reach down to pull the piece of paper out of his pocket and show it to the other.] I just woke up with this next to me.

[notasidedick]

You're new here then. I can give you a short tour of the area. It's a little overwhelming to be taken from somewhere and brought here. Been there. [He gives him a reassuring smile.] Instructor Dick Grayson. I'm one of the instructors here. I can help you out with anything and try to clear up any questions you might have.

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[He smile helps as he stares up at the other and pulls back the letter, shoving it into his pocket as he swallows nervously. Fumbling with the hem of his jacket for a moment as he wringing it between his palms he took in a small breath and offered the smallest of smiles, a tug at the corner of his lips. He was grateful enough, he could give him a smile at least.

He was an instructor and while he was an adult, he didn't have the capacity to listen to the distrust of his anxieties. He needed help.] I--

I'm Colin, Colin Wilkes. I just--I'm not sure what to do or where this is or what everything is, I guess.

[notasidedick]

Well, the paper told you the basics. This is a military academy. You'll be taking classes that centers around combat classes and academics for the most part. Where we are, is a little harder to explain. This is the Garden, but where we are compared to where you were once are, I'm not sure I can tell you.

[He starts walking a bit.] The technology here differs from what I've worked with, but it doesn't take too much time to get used to the stuff here.

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[His footfalls follow the other as he moves along, keeping a stride or two behind the other as he looks around, namely keeping his gaze on the back of the others head as he listens to him speak. He knew what the place was, but the details were missing. Signing up for classes--terms, all that good stuff. Colin came from learning at a basic elementary level and all this preparation was new to him outside the shock of the sudden surroundings. It was all a little much but he tried his best to keep his calm about the entire thing despite how quickly his heart was beating.]

Is the Garden the only place you can go to? [He questioned quietly.]

[notasidedick]

Yes and no. There are towns and cities nearby that you can probably go to. There's a strict schedule all SeeDs and students must follow though, so it's best not to be caught breaking any of the rules here. Since it's a military academy, it's most likely they want to make sure everyone follows the rules.

[Dick got used to the system well. Although, he never really follows the schedule in terms of staying in once that time hits. He never did grow out of the nocturnal lifestyle he held.]

OMGGGGGGGGGGG

[worthyheir]

[Damian had been wandering through the Garden, attempting to find something interesting to do before classes began. He doesn't know when classes became the highlight of his day, but as they were the least boring thing to do on this stupid planet he guessed that was the reason. With his thoughts on his Earth, the child assassin almost didn't see Colin sitting there on a bench. After all, that was just a figment of his homesick imagination.

Only when he looked again, the redhead was still there.] ...Colin?

/LEAPS ON

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[Far from being a figment, he was trying to sort through his own thoughts. His eyes were not on the surrounding area and those who passed around the area but on the ground. What did he need to do, how could he sort this all out without bringing on a rather severe panic attack that lingered under the surface of his skin, seeping out in minor ways but for now--he was calm as he could be. Yet, the voice caught his attention immediately because he could not forget that voice.

Gaze snapping up, he looked from one side to the other until he met the familiar figure. Standing up immediately he hesitated for a second.] Damian?

[He had--just seen him, he knew that--right before he showed up here, so how was this all possible?]

/HOLDS FOREVER

[worthyheir]

[Okay, so not figment. And as Damian had never seen him around before, that meant he must be new. The fact that Colin had seemed rather dejected before his arrival only helped prove it. I mean, what other reason could there possibly have been for someone to be sad and sitting on a bench? The mind boggles.] This place sucks, and there's no way to get home.

[Better to cut to the chase, right?]

/NEVER. LET'S. GO.

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[Quietly, if Colin would have known of these thoughts he would have been mildly concerned for the other boy if his assumption had been that he was a figment of his mind. Alternatively, the direct nature of the other is a little off-putting but at the same time appreciated as he takes a tentative step closer, watching his face carefully.] I--

[He withdraws the crumbled sheet of paper from his pocket, a small breath that sounds nearly like a bitter laugh catching on his lips.] I figured as much.

/YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY~

[worthyheir]

[Can pretty much guess what the paper is.] I suppose it's not a complete waste of time.

...You can learn magic. And there are other vigilantes here.

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[He was aware the other likely knew far more about this place than he did but--that didn't make it easier to accept considering he had just seen Damian within his home-world not but moments ago--his shoulder still hurt slightly, throbbing.] Magic?

I guess that's cool but--I don't get it. [He wrinkled his nose slightly.] How long have you been here?

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[Aww. Cissie can't help taking some time from her day to help a lost kid. Leaning forward, she looks at him and offers Colin the brightest smile she possibly can.]

Hey. You alright?

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[The presence of the other causes him to start as it seems she is suddenly there. With a sharp intake of breath he sits up immediately and looks up to her, noting the smile and noting her rather kind looking disposition. Swallowing a breath, he shifted slightly upon the bench--not too comfortable with the sudden nearness but she looked nice enough.

He really didn't have a choice to escape the presence of strangers in a place where he was the newcomer.] Ah--

[He fumbled through his words nervously.] I'm, well--I just woke up here and I'm not sure whats really going on.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[Sounds like her on her very first day. She really can't blame him for being nervous.]

You got the letter, right? It pretty much explains everything, but yeah, I agree. It's definitely weird and confusing at first. [She giggles softly, trying to muffle her laughter with her hand.]

So what's your name? I'm Cissie.

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[Wringing the hem of his jacket, he watches her carefully and listens. When she mentions the letter he gives a short nod and looks down to his pocket, pulling it out and unfolding it carefully. Sure it explained things, but that didn't mean it all made sense, didn't mean it covered everything and to the mind of a child, school was normally set up at the elementary level, this really didn't all come together for him.] I'm just--

[At the giggle, he shies away from continuing onward.] I'm Colin.

Colin Wilkes.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[Okay, so maybe laughter wasn't the best medicine. Cissie stands back up and nervously twists some hair behind her ears.]

It's nice to meet you, Colin. I um... well, Garden's a military school, but that doesn't mean that you have to fight on the field. I don't know if you're concerned about that, but I definitely was my first day.

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[He pauses and watches her carefully, watching her face before nodding once more and shifting to place his feet on the ground.] I'm not worried about that--

[The red head admits quietly.] I'm just--it's just surprising.

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[After being here so long, Aang can recognize the look of a newcomer. It's almost always confused, even if the person is trying to hide it. So when he sees Colin wandering around with the standard welcome paper, he decides to approach him.]

Hi! You're new here, right?

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[The voice catches his attention as he is wandering and it is the pitch that has him feeling more comfortable almost immediately, even if it is only an inch. Holding trust issues amongst adults, Aang is a breath of fresh air as far as age is concerned. He opens up easier to other children and feels far more at home around them, more trustworthy. Turning to face him though, he still looks confused and frustrated but some of the tension disperses.] Y-

Yeah, yeah I am. [He let out a breath and shook his head.] Just really confused.

[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. Everyone who comes here is confused at first. I'm just happy to see someone around my age.

[He grins widely at Colin.]My name is Aang! What's yours?

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[The grin draws a small smile from his own lips as he looks over at Aang. Holding out his hand hesitantly at first, he replies.] I'm Colin.

It's nice to meet you Aang. [He tries to pronounce it the best he can, still looking nervous but yes--it's good to see another kid.]

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Nice to meet you, too. [He ignores how Colin fumbles with his name and shakes his hand enthusiastically. Most of the other off-worlders aren't too familiar with it, either.]

So when did you arrive?

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Just a little bit ago. [He rolls his shoulders in the form of a helpless shrug, shuffling his feet a bit.]

I got the letter, but I still don't quite understand.