Ivan ✯ 001

[shushushuriken]

Who: Ivan & somarium!
Where: Espoir
Style: I'll gladly follow you!
Status: Open as can be, bb.

If one were to walk through the center plaza of Espoir early in the morning, they might just stumble upon a rather curious sight. No -- curious wasn't the word for it -- unsettling was more apt in describing the situation.

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( Hope was on his way home when he comes across the sight in the middle of the plaza. He rushes over without much of a second thought, really hoping that it wasn't as bad as it looked. Once close enough, he can see how bad it is but at least the young man wasn't, well... it really wasn't something he wanted to think about not when he could be focusing on actually helping.

Moving onto his knees, he lifts a hand and holds it out toward the other person, a soft white-blue light appearing as he concentrates on his magic in order to try and hopefully heal up some of the worst wounds visible. There's just silence on his part until a brief moment passes and he glances over and frown a little. )

He-hey, can you hear me?

[shushushuriken]

[As Ivan regains consciousness, the first thing he is aware of is the presence of another beside him. His body's initial reaction is to run -- but as he struggles to open his eyes, much less move his entire body, he's quick to realise that the person next to him isn't Jake Martinez. In fact, the boy didn't look to be anyone he knew.

He attempts to prop himself up on his elbows slowly, remembering that the boy had spoken to him. Not wanting to be rude, he moves to a sitting position, shocked at the relative lack of pain compared to what he should certainly be feeling at the moment.

That, combined with the boy's presence -- not to mention the lack of Jake's presence -- was enough to confuse Ivan completely, and left him extremely on guard.]

Yes, I... how did you do that? Are you a NEXT too? [He pauses.] Either way, it's not safe here. You should escape while you can.

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( Hope is glad to see when the young man opens his eyes, and slowly begins to move. He shifts on his knees, making sure the other had enough room to sit up as he continues to keep his hand out for the time being and

NEXT? ( He sounds and looks visibly confused by the term, blinking once before shaking his head. ) It's magic.

( His smile is a little strained as he says this, finally letting his hand drop as he gives a curious look at the comment concerning their safety. ) Oh, um, no we're safe here. I know this might sound weird, but you're not home anymore.

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[Testing out his mobility, Ivan is quick to discover that his injuries -- which could easily have been classified as life-threatening before -- while aching, are nowhere near as severe as they should have been. When he hears the word 'magic', he looks at the boy briefly before looking at his arms, which looked to be nearly entirely healed. A look of astonishment crosses his face before he turns back to the boy.]

That must be a really nice power to have. [Much better than his own. Shapeshifting wasn't all that useful in saving people, as evidenced in his utter failure in infiltrating Jake Martinez's lair.] Ah, thanks for helping me.

[At the mention of not being in Sternbild, however, he freezes.]

This isn't Sternbild? How is that possible? I was just there a minute ago.

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It has its uses, and it's no problem. I couldn't just leave you laying there like that.

( Hope blinks once again, shaking his head. ) I've never heard of it, um, but this place is called Somarium. It's sort like... well, it's a dream world I guess. All sorts of people from different worlds end up getting brought here.

( He can't help itching at his cheek as he says it, feeling a bit silly in attempting to explain the situation to the best of his abilities. )

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[He's certainly relieved to know that the boy is apparently someone that can be trusted. After hearing the younger boy explain the apparent mechanics of this world, however, Ivan gives a blink and confused shake of his own head.]

Dream world?... So then you're telling me that none of this is real, that I'm dreaming all of this up? Ah, but you said that all sorts of people end up here... so it's some sort of... shared dream?

[It all certainly felt real enough, especially considering the injuries he arrived with.]