[physical education 101]

[sevenhorrorsmods]

Who: transfer students
When: July 1̷̝̤̳̙̫̭̻̝͓̄̇̾̀̕͝9̸̙̱̹͍̮̈́́̀̅͛̐̔̋ 20
Where: the. . . gymnasium?
What: an ice breaker
Warnings: moderate physical injury (not debilitating), psychological horror (absolutely debilitating)

[The school is empty. The school is quiet. The only sound that cuts through the silence is the soft ticking of the hallway clocks that mark the passing of each second.]

[. . .]

[At least. . . until a stiff breeze whips through the classrooms, scattering dirty papers and jerking the curtains aside. The clock strikes 6:00 a.m.]

[The school bell chimes.]

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Comments

[titlecard]

[ Yeah, the thought of turning against anyone other than an enemy has been flitting around in his mind, too. But if Dimitri would rather move the conversation along then Mark is definitely happy to join him. ]

Uh... yes and no. Mostly no; I'm not the only one one, but it's definitely not common back home.

... Or, uh, not on Earth. My dad's an alien, so I kind of got it from him.

[brokenlance]

"Not on earth"... Ah! That is clever wordplay.

[earth as in dirt right. anyone who floats is 'not on earth'



what's Earth]

[titlecard]

Huh?

[ what is this guy talking about

what is happening right now ]

[brokenlance]

...

Have I misunderstood?

[ HELP I'VE COMMITTED A SOCIAL FAUX PAS ]

[titlecard]

... Maybe I have.

[ Mark knows he isn't particularly. Smart. But he thinks he's smarter than this, surely? ]

What wordplay was I using...?

[brokenlance]

If you're floating, your feet are no longer upon the soil. You're not on the earth.

[earth lower case!]

[titlecard]

[ ...! Maybe he was using clever wordplay??

Okay Mark smiles a touch at the revelation. ]

That's true!

[ A beat, because why were they both so confused before. Dimitri looks like a normal human, but, testing some waters here... ]

What planet are you from?

[ just chucking that out there ]

[brokenlance]

Planet? I'm not familiar with the term...

But if you wish to know where I hail from, it is the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, on the continent of Fódlan.

[titlecard]

Is that in Europe?

[ guy who is terrible at geography ]

[brokenlance]

[Mark…………

with a laugh,] No, I don’t believe so. I think I’d have heard of Europe if that were the case.

[titlecard]

Oh.

[ Searching his memory. Has he ever heard of a Fódlan before. Did it ever come up in class. Was he sleeping or out superheroing during that lesson... ]

Well, a planet's like... a big ball of rock orbiting the sun in space. Or gas! Sometimes it's like a big ball of gas. [ Nodding to himself, he knows things. ] Everyone lives on one. But if you don't know Europe and I don't know Fódlan, then maybe we're from different ones?

[ that or he's stupider than he thought. both are possibilities ]

[brokenlance]

[I’ll be honest: I understood about zero things you just said. The Goddess created the world and that’s how it be. There are no gas balls.

Weakly, trying to hide deeply confused he is, Dimitri can only laugh]

I suppose we’ll just have to accept our worlds are simply too different to be compared.

[titlecard]

[ Quietly, to himself: ] But I've... flown past them...

[ Mark is just openly wearing his confusion now. What is happening here... He shakes his head. ]

Nevermind worlds, I think we might be from different dimensions.

[ He looks up sharply. ]

This might be a different dimension.

[ That would make so much sense, actually. ]