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[One moment he and Isa'd just been thrown out of King Ansem's castle; the next, he was here, and Lea had barely had time to look around before he'd been caught up in a whirlwind of explanations and ended up -- well, here.
Garden something? Seed something? His head had been spinning by the second sentence, but he definitely caught the bit where they told him there was no way to get home.
After that it had mostly been nodding and smiling and waiting until they let him out to explore the 'garden' he'd be stuck in. He doesn't know what to think about any of this: being here, being stuck, and worst of all, having left Isa behind.
Isa is going to kill him. When he gets back, which he is definitely going to figure out how to do. They've got plans, after all.
He's just got to figure this place out first. And find someone to explain it in smaller paragraphs that make more freaking sense.
So this afternoon there's a skinny teenager with spiky red hair sticking his nose in absolutely everywhere that isn't locked: the lobby, library, cafeteria, dorms, quad.... If you happen to be there, he may pounce!]
Garden something? Seed something? His head had been spinning by the second sentence, but he definitely caught the bit where they told him there was no way to get home.
After that it had mostly been nodding and smiling and waiting until they let him out to explore the 'garden' he'd be stuck in. He doesn't know what to think about any of this: being here, being stuck, and worst of all, having left Isa behind.
Isa is going to kill him. When he gets back, which he is definitely going to figure out how to do. They've got plans, after all.
He's just got to figure this place out first. And find someone to explain it in smaller paragraphs that make more freaking sense.
So this afternoon there's a skinny teenager with spiky red hair sticking his nose in absolutely everywhere that isn't locked: the lobby, library, cafeteria, dorms, quad.... If you happen to be there, he may pounce!]
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... [Cocking his head to the side, looking at her funny.] What's wrong? Have I got something on my face?
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[She tilts her face up a little and brushes her bangs out of her eyes]
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[Now she's tilting her face up, though, he can't help but notice that her eyes look sort of odd. He blinks.]
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[She waves a hand in front of her face]
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Oh. Sorry. For bringing it up, I mean.
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[She's pretty tiny, so maybe it's more like acrobatics.] We should fight sometime!
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[Prodding at the spot on the ground with his toe.] Either way, that's pretty cool. How do you do it?
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[He plants his hands on his hips.] We should still fight sometime! Just lemme settle in a bit first.
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Sounds fun. I haven't had a good fight since I got here. I'm getting bored.
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Wait, they thought it'd been way longer than it really was? [Frowning.] How's that work?
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[A slow nod.] Yeah, okay, I guess that makes sense. In a weird way. Maybe we've got more time to get home than I thought, if time's going faster here than there!
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[His stomach growls, and he laughs.] Pretty soon.
[ooc; I'm crashing but I'll catch tags in the morning!]
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