PrankFox

Wings of Fire: Clouded Visions

Name:
Aether

Gender:
Male

Age:
Adult

Species:
SkyWing

Appearance:

Looks

Personality:
Friendly, overzealous, impulsive, kind, adventurous, can be irritating, somewhat naïve

Other:
Serves as a scribe and is training to be a healer in the SkyWing palace

Wings of Fire: Clouded Visions

Name:
Frostbite

Gender:
Male

Age:
Adult

Species:
50% IceWing
50% NightWing

Abilities:
-Ice breath
-Serrated claws
-Spiked tail

Appearance:

Looks

Personality:
Clever, quiet, irritable, antisocial, bitter, protective, loyal

Other:

Wings of Fire: Clouded Visions

"Hey Finch!" A slender SkyWing colored in varying shades of orange, aside from the black and white markings across the tips of his wings and across his forehead, hobbled into the healing wing of the palace. A number of scrolls were clenched in one of his claws that he had tucked up near his chest to stop them from spilling everywhere. Again. "I brought you the scrolls you asked for. Sorry it took me so long to write them," his voice genuinely apologetic.

The copper scaled healer turned her neck around to face him with a rye smile, "Don't worry about it Aether," her head swiveled back around to look at the leg of the dragon she was treating. "Set them down on the desk over there and come here. I want to see how much you've learned so far." Her voice was focused but not unkind as her tail swished around to point at the desk on the other side of the room. "Come now, we don't have all day."

Aether quickly hopped over to the desk and set the scrolls down before he zipped back up to Finch's side with a curious look over her shoulder. There was a long gash that ran up the leg of the SkyWing who rested on the bed in front of him. Finch handed him some cloth and he stepped around to start dabbing at the blood that was continuing to well up around the crimson scales. Once he was able to get a look at the gash itself he winced. It was long and deep and would definitely need stiches.

He let himself focus a bit, humming slightly as he wrapped the leg tightly before he went about collecting what he would need to stich up the gash. He looked to Finch for approval and she gave him a nod, so he continued on. Thankfully since he was a writer he was pretty quick with his claws and, despite his general nervousness, they were steady as he stitched the raw skin back together. With that done he wrapped the leg tightly in bandages and turned to look back at Finch with a nervous gaze.

She gave him an intense look that had him shrinking back slightly before grinning and giving a nod, "Good job. That's all I need from you right now, you're free to go."

His face lit up and he fought the urge to jump around like a dragonet, "Thanks Finch!" He turned to bound back up the short set of stairs and track down his sister. He followed the familiar path to the guard house and poked his head in to see Solstice's familiar dark scales covered in armor. He swiveled his head around to see that there was currently no one else in the guard house, so he confidently trotted in with a grin across his snout. "Hey!" He bumped into Solstice's shoulder and wrapped his wing around her, "Your shadow hasn't come to find you yet today?"

A dark crimson claw lashed out at him, though he had seen it coming and was able to duck under the swipe. The scowl that crossed Solstice's face wasn't actively hostile though, it was just her usual resting expression. "You know it isn't like that," she huffed out a puff of smoke, "He's just a friend and I'm one of the guards. It's kind of my job to keep close to him."

"Uh huh, sure. Keep telling yourself that." He ignored the hard eye roll and curl of his sister's lip as she stared at him. "Well you better not keep him waiting for your protection."

Pokemon: Ascendancy

Mentions: All present

A second yawn in as many minutes dragged itself free as Isaiah sat in the taxi on his way to whatever event Hyacinth had decided to set up for them now. He didn't really see the need for them to all meet up before the opening ceremony, it wasn't like they didn't see each other in the off season, but he wasn't about to get on the chairman's bad side now. He had even bothered to put on one of his nicer suits for the occasion though the moment he got where he was going the jacket was coming off.

Thankfully it wasn't a long flight to Wyndon, he probably would've fallen asleep otherwise. He didn't envy Iris who was having to travel all the way from Wedgehurst. He had stayed at the clinic late the previous night dealing with a sudden case that had been dropped on their doorstep, literally, and the night before that training his team. More burning energy out of them then anything. The last thing he needed was them destroying the place while he was gone.

Knowing some of them, mostly Fiona he figured, tonight would be a late night. Likely tomorrow as well with opening ceremonies. Delightful, just racking them up this week. Sometimes he considered just dropping the gym leader position entirely and working at the clinic full time, but then he remembered that he'd been in that position before and hadn't enjoyed it. Didn't mean it wasn't tempting sometimes. Maybe he'd actually sleep that way.

He stared absently out the window as Wyndon finally came into view. The bright lights of the city making him blink his eyes a couple of times as he was snapped back to reality. He let out a long sigh as he sat up in his seat and waited for the telltale thump of the cab hitting the ground. He paid the man with a quick thanks and stared at the bar that Hyacinth had chosen for them. At least judging by the noise level and lack of foot traffic he figured they wouldn't be dealing with a lot of people. Leave to the chairman to literally rent out the whole place for the sake of their get together.

Pushing open the door he noted who was already there and felt a faint rush of relief that at least some of the more relaxed leaders were already in attendence. He caught the tail end of what Hestia was pestering Ryker about and rolled his eyes. "Evening all," he gave the champion a sympathetic pat on the back as he walked past to sit next to Bianca.

The moment he was sat down the coat of his suit was shrugged off and relegated to the back of the chair. "Not causing too many problems I hope," he sent a quirked eyebrow in the direction of Hestia and Fiona mostly since he'd caught the question directed Bianca's way.

Wings of Fire: Clouded Visions

As Vivid climbed up next to him he stared briefly at the shifting color of her scales. He hadn't known many RainWings, or RainWing hybrids for that matter, so it was a slightly fascinating. As she spoke though he blew out a bit of frost in a huff. "And what if we get killed going back?" It didn't make any sense for them to risk their own lives to go save a bunch of other hybrids they didn't know. Vivid had the luck of being the one he was paired with when he wanted to enact his plan, but he would've done it with any of the others just the same.

"We won't be any help to anyone dead, including ourselves." Three moons, could she not hear herself and how ridiculous this all sounded. They had gotten away, they had killed or maimed a number of the SandWings that had come after them, and now she wanted to go waltzing back in like there wasn't a care. "I don't see how their lives are more important than my own," he held up a single talon above the sand, "That's rule one of surviving." Sure it was harsh, but that was the way it was. He couldn't go rushing back in there, risking his own death, to maybe save some other dragons. It wasn't worth it.

He shuffled his wings, pressing them close to his sides, as he set his head back down in the sand once she shut up. Maybe what he said finally got through that clearly thick skull of hers. He didn't know which heritage that came from, she didn't look like she had any MudWing in her.

His head shifted as he heard her moving again and he recoiled slightly at the wide stare. He was about to ask her what she wanted when she piped up again. He barked out a humorless laugh, "You really think any of the stuck up SkyWings are going to risk their own slender necks to help some hybrids?" She was insane, that was the only explanation. "No one cares about us, or the others trapped in the pit. You should get that through your head now before you're disappointed."

Wings of Fire: Clouded Visions

With the coolness of his ice breath on the sand, Frostbite finally felt that he could, just maybe, take a moment to close his eyes and rest. He figured, and hoped, that they were far enough away from the Scorpion Den that they wouldn't be easily followed. Unfortunately the desert was all gold and he was gray. That made it somewhat difficult for him to blend in to say the least.

It didn't seem like rest would be the case though. He had hoped telling Vivid to get some rest would be the end of any conversation, but that didn't seem to be the case for the chatty hybrid. His eyes flicked back open again to stare at her as she asked him if she could join him. He heaved out a heavy breath, this was why he didn't really want to bring anyone else along. Unfortunately he had needed her cooperation for the plan to work, and now he was stuck with her it seemed. Joy.

"If you can keep up," he grumbled out. He didn't even know if they would be treated any better in the Sky Kingdom. He had been treated ok in the Ice Kingdom, but he imagined that was mostly because his mother was a princess. If he had been anyone else he probably would've been killed the moment he was born. He just had to hope that he would at least go mostly unseen. He could try to pass as a darkly colored IceWing, he'd done it before since he had seen those that were more on the gray side rather than white, but he'd have to keep his wings down.

He let his eyes drift shut again, now very much hoping that was the end of the conversation so that he could try to get some sleep before having to fly across the rest of the desert. He wanted to travel at night if at all possible, mostly because he would blend in better. There would also be less dragons out overall. Less chance of getting seen, and therefore less chance of getting sent back into the Pit.

His eyes snapped open as Vivid spoke again and he lifted his head fully up to stare at her, baffled. "We just got out of there and you want to go back?" He felt, maybe, a tiny bit bad about leaving the other hybrids there, but in that situation it was every dragon for themselves. "Are you insane? Do you want to get thrown back in the Pit again?" If they got caught there would be no mercy from Caracal. If she wanted to go back and risk her neck fine, but he wasn't doing it.

Clans of the Coast

It had been a long day and a long night as he was out training with Cranesong and then he had to come back and keep working with the elders. Not that he minded hanging out with Trouteye, Stonestep, and Dappleflower. They could be kinda grumpy, but at least Trouteye always liked to tell stories about when they were apprentices and kits, before even Dawnstar was leader. It was hard for Lionpaw to comprehend a point so many moons ago, but it was always interesting to him.

He had missed Frostwhisker's presence in the apprentices den. Now he was just stuck with his brother and Reedpaw, who wasn't so interested in cuddling. Not that Frostwhisker had been, but just having four breathing bodies in the den had always made it feel more full. He had seen her heading into Dawnstar's den the morning after her vigil though and was waiting with curious thoughts for when he could ask her what their leader wanted.

Reedpaw was crouched next to him at the fresh kill pile, munching away on some shorebird that she had caught in the hunting patrol that morning. He hadn't gone out yet, he was waiting for Cranesong to either take him with her on border patrol or go do battle training. He hoped it was battle training, that he was good at. Border patrol was ok, so long as they didn't go hunting. He sucked at that.

Once he saw the familiar tabby pad out of the leader's den he sprung to his paws, amber eyes gleaming. "Hey, Frostwhisker!" He padded up to her, plumed tail waving, "What'd Dawnstar want to see you about? Must've been something important if she dragged you in there right after you've been awake all night." He knew she was probably heading to the warrior's den to rest, but he couldn't resist asking.

PMD: Explorers of the Unknown

Sora could tell from Lumi's response that she was not 'good' as she said, but it wasn't his place to ask anymore. They had burned those bridges a decade ago when Lumi had left to go to Fishertown. He hadn't sent her a letter or spoken to her since then. He just nodded when she said she was happy that he had found a place here. He didn't know how genuine that was. "Yeah, it's been good so far." He was happy here, for the most part, but even with Asher living with him he always felt lonely. He was so used to a house full of siblings that living with one other pokemon wasn't enough. Not that he thought he could handle it.

He tried to meet his sister's gaze when she looked at him, but quickly gave up when he could tell she was staring past him. He wanted to say something else, but he didn't know what. That he was sorry they had fallen apart, that he hadn't tried harder to keep his brothers at home, or for basically acting like she didn't exist for a decade?

Instead he sighed and nodded, "Sure, ok," he turned to start making his way towards the café that was recommended, "You should get something too, at some point." He didn't know if they were going to be able to work together very well, but at the very least he wanted to make sure she was functional. He had no idea how kindly she'd take to him nagging at her. Not well he'd guess.

Without saying anything else he padded quickly towards the café. When he stepped in he could see the long bar that stretched along the back wall with the window to the kitchen behind. He could see the vines of the owner, and head chef, moving about and picking up materials to add to whatever was cooking. He was reminded that he hadn't eaten anything that morning when his stomach growled quietly at the smell of cooking eggs and roasting vegetables.

"Over here!"

He glanced up as he caught sight of Asher waving at him from a collection of tables that had been pushed together to accommodate the large number of Pokémon. He padded over and pulled himself into the booth next to his partner. He just gave the other team a quiet nod of greeting before reaching out for the water that had already been distributed to everyone, trying not to look at the obviously empty seat where his sister was supposed to sit. It reminded him too much of home.

"We were just talking about what kind of abilities we have and how well the team is going to mesh together," Asher told him without needing prompting. "I think we have a solid lineup that will let us take care of most anything we run into." The Quilava looked excited to have new Pokémon to talk to and plan with, his fiery mohawk flickering away.

"Ok," Sora's voice was somewhat subdued, "What've you figured out?"

Pokemon: Ascendancy

Isaiah Cross

Oh, you're here for the challenge? Didn't realize it was that time already.

MAIN PROFILE

Name:
Isaiah Cross (Izzy)

Age:
25

Gender:
Male

Birthplace:
Motostoke

Appearance Information:
Isiah is tall, approaching 6' 4", though he does tend to slouch which allows him to be missed a bit easier in crowds. He does dress nicely on the regular, at least when he knows that someone might be seeing him, but when he's by himself it would take a massive force to get him in a tie. Despite the somewhat scruffy appearance he usually presents it's entirely intentional, down to the tired stare.

Personality:
Isaiah is fairly quiet and reserved, but those who know him know that there's a caring person under the seeming disinterest. He's always willing to help those who come to him with problems, though he may grumble the whole time they're present. He can come off a little harsh and forceful in certain scenarios, but it is usually driven by concern rather than any actual malicious intent.

It does take a fair amount of time and effort to get to know Isaiah. He likes to spend time with his Pokémon and make sure that each one of them is up to the challenges that they'll be up against. That can, unfortunately in some cases, leave little time to focus on the human interaction. If someone approaches him though he'll take the time to get to know them as best he can. He doesn't consider that many people to be his friends though. He is, however, usually willing to chat with fans and is generally friendly when it comes to his projected image to the rest of Galar.

He is confident in his abilities and knowledge, and takes time to consider every angle of a problem before he offers input on how to solve it. Unless it's during battle in which case he prides himself on being able to think on his feet. He does have his moments of levity though and is not opposed to going out with his few friends, so long as he can get back in time to take care of his teams and the clinic he runs.

Short Biography:
Born in Motostoke the son of a mechanical engineer and a doctor it was pretty clear from the beginning that his parents expected a lot out of him. Despite the pressure Isaiah did find himself growing up in a loving and caring household with his older sister. Being in Motostoke, from the time he could get out of the house on his own he liked to go and see the trainers challenging the gym and, like many kids, wanted to join the challenge when he was old enough.

Both his parents were all for it, under one condition. Once he hit a wall, as they seemed to figure he would, he had to start working towards an actual career. One that they had. He didn't exactly like the terms, but agreed and vowed to himself to not hit that wall. Unfortunately they were right, and despite making it fairly far in the challenge he was forced to drop out after a pretty hefty defeat. He did keep his word though and started the process of learning medicine like his father.

That didn't stop him from continuing to work with his team on the regular, finding a particular fondness for dark types, given his own quiet personality. His medical career was interesting and he liked helping people and Pokémon both, but he always found himself spending more time with his Pokémon than on his job. By the time he decided he wanted to try the gym challenge again he had built up quite the team and got significantly closer to winning the league than his previous attempt.

One more shot the next year, and another loss, and he found himself considering going back to his job before he got approached by the dark type gym leader. With plans to retire he needed someone new to take over and decided that Isiah had what it took to be one of the stepping stones for other trainers journeys. Though, he does still run a small clinic in the off season with a focus on physical therapy for people and Pokémon both.

Likes:

• Tennis
• Chess, checkers, puzzle games
• Sweets, specifically baked goods

Dislikes:

• Not having anything to do, being bored
• Arrogance
• Clutter or mess in general

Quirks:

• Doesn't matter how much sleep he gets, he always looks like he's pulled an all nighter
• Usually has something in his hands to fidget with
• Despite wearing a suit it is rare the coat stays on for more than five minutes, he gets too hot too fast. Same thing happens with his lab coat.

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LEAGUE PROFILE

Type Specialty:
Dark

League Ranking:
Major

League Placement:
2nd

Gym Location:
Motostoke

Gym Description:
Blackout Maze-As the name suggests, a pitch black maze. The challengers are given a flashlight and have to make their way through it while contending with gym trainers and wandering dark types. A number of the ghost Pokémon that are considered too strong for Iris' gym do come around and help out on the regular providing jump scares for wrong turns and directions, good or bad, on the occasion. Doubles as a laser tag course for Astrid's gym.

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POKEMON

League Team

[Scraggy (Mojo)]: The first member of Isaiah's league team and definitely the most eager. Mojo is always raring to go with any and all challengers so that he can show off his carefully practiced moves. He doesn't much mind losses because he knows that it means the next challenger is on their way and he'll get his chance to get onto the field again sooner rather than later. His skin is slightly more on the orange side, similar to his evolution.

[Galarian Linoone (Scrounge)]: Scrounge is the sister to Roswell and, mercifully, is much more relaxed. She prefers to shuffle around and hunt of snacks than cause problems for Isaiah and the team. He gave Scrounge her name because he discovered her love of snuffling through bags and in the dirt for aanything that catches her attention. Thankfully she's more attentive on the battle field than in training. Her feet are white rather than the usual gray.

[G-MAX Absol (Sly)]: Sly is the top dog of the league team and he knows it. While he can't stack up to Izzy's main team he likes to show off for the newer Pokémon and for challengers. He gets grumpy if he isn't getting the attention he thinks he deserves and will go out of his way to sneak pets and treats in any way he possibly can. Looks like a normal absol.

Main Team

[Houndoom (Apollo)]: Apollo is slightly larger than average for a Houndoom, but despite this thinks he is incredibly small. This mostly becomes a problem when he tries to hide under tables or climb on Isaiah's lap. He's somewhat skittish and shy, but in battle jumps in quickly with a hard hitting flamethrower before slinking off to hide in some towels after the fight is over.

[Tyranitar (Shani)]: Nothing tends to stand in Shani's way, and not entirely because she's a massive rock lizard. She will put herself at the forefront of any and all fights with a brave face and confident grin. If a fight seems hopeless she is always willing to jump in and take a hit to prove that it isn't.

[Zoroark (Blythe)]: Despite the slinking nature known to Zoroarks, Blythe likes to be up in front, center of any and all attention. That's not to say he doesn't have the mischievous nature common to the species and he does take any and all opportunities to try and cause problems with his illusions. His fur is more black than gray and it allows him to creep around when he so desires.

[Bisharp (Jem)]: It is difficult to see expression on Jem's face, given the helm, but he does always seem happy. No matter if a fight goes good or bad he is the one to go around and pat everyone on the back. Amongst the more pushy members of the team he's a nice balance point that Isaiah greatly appreciates.

[Hydregion] (Zhanna): Zhanna is an intimidating looking Pokemon, but she really is a sweetheart. At least off the battlefield. On the pitch she is a no mercy sort of fighter who will do everything in her immense power to win a fight and she is the most crushed in the event of a loss.

[G-MAX Obstagoon (Roswell)]: Roswell is likely the most troublesome on the team due to his forceful and demanding personality. He is arrogant and that can lead him to push around other members of the team and despite Isaiah's best efforts he hasn't quite been able to correct that. It probably doesn't help that Roswell is, by virtue of what he is, the signature Pokémon of the team.

Benched Pokemon

[Umbreon (Jasper)]: Jasper is the most relaxed of all the members of both teams. He's perfectly happy to sit back in his pokeball instead of leap teeth bared into the fray, but he does have his strengths. Mostly in taking hard hits that the rest of the team might not be able to. His favored spot is not in the stadium, but rather in any spot of sunlight he can find.

[Honchkrow (Raine)]: Raine is somewhat small for a Honchkrow and she is definitely snippy about that fact. Any jab on her size is pretty quickly met with a buffet of her powerful wings and a heavy glare. Still this doesn't stop her on the field and she is always ready to be one of the first out of the ball when given the chance.

[Krookodile (Leonardo)]: Definitely one of the most troublesome Pokémon Isaiah has had to deal with. Leonardo is big, stubborn, and pushy when it comes to getting what he wants. He respects Isaiah, but that's about all that can be expected from him. He is a powerhouse in battle and that can sometimes excuse the behavior but only on the rare occasion he gets brought on.

[Pangoro (Lurch)]: Lurch is one of the older members of the team. He has been with Izzy the longest out of most everyone else and only jumps into fights if he's truly needed. His name comes from a twisted leg, giving him a lurching gait when he walks, but it doesn't stop him fighting. Isaiah would love to have him on his main team, but he worries about the injury and age taking it's toll given the graying around the large panda's muzzle. Now he mostly watches over the benched team.

[Sharpedo (Riva)]: Thankfully Riva mostly sticks to the water because if she was free to be out and about every member of the team would constantly be sporting scrapes from her skin. She's sweet, but also likes to cause trouble, not anywhere near what Leo does, but enough that it can become an irritation during training. The sharp, toothy grins, unsurprisingly, don't help her case much.

Other

[Herdier (Beau)]: Entirely a companion for when Izzy is at home, Beau is one of the sweetest Pokémon on the planet in her trainer's opinion. She is always a joy to come home to and will wiggle herself off her feet with excitement when she gets to go out and participate in training. Of course it's very minor, but she doesn't need to know that.

[Rockruff (Ozzy)]: Ozzy is the newest addition to Isaiah's troupe and it shows. He's young and excitable with a lot to learn, but Isaiah's hope is to raise him into therapy to help the children that come around to his clinic. The Rockruff started off as a bit of a charity case when his trainer surrendered him to the clinic after a debilitating battle injury, but Isaiah got quickly attached to the little rock type.

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RELATIONS

Astrid-Considers her a close acquaintance since he’s known her since they were younger. Still fusses at her for getting in over her head. Despite that he’ll treat whatever new injury she comes into the clinic with even if he’s rolling his eyes the whole time.

Bianca-Greatly appreciates her help at the clinic when she comes by whether it be for cleaning or to use her Pokémon as a living ice pack. Enjoys her company since she’s more chill (pun intended) than many of the other gym leaders.

Hestia-Thinks she works herself too hard, even just from a medical standpoint, and will tell her on the occasion though it usually ends up in the both of them getting grouchy at each other. Generally thinks she’s a bit Much on the arrogance and showing off.

Fiona-Wouldn’t mind going out to get a drink with her if she asked, but would prefer if there were some other people around to take the attention. He would harp on the fact that she doesn’t appear to put in a lot of effort, but he’s seen enough battles to know she can hold her own.

Mika-Fairly good friends with him, largely because of Mika’s interest in the medical field in regards to taking care of his Pokémon. Interested in his study on ancient Pokémon, so they spend a fair amount of time exchanging information. Took care of one of Mika’s Pokémon after it got injured and still checks in on how the physical therapy is holding up from time to time.

Iris-Appreciates her love of her ghost type Pokémon. Given most people associate their types with being scary or mean he likes knowing someone else cares about them. Having her Pokémon come around to help out at his gym has allowed him to consider her a good acquaintance.
TBC

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「 Persona: Reflections 」

Mentions:-
Another day and another slog through a fairly mundane and boring school day. Kenzan honestly barely remembered what most of his teachers had said over the course of the day. He didn’t really feel the need to pay attention though. All he needed to do was make sure he understood the homework and he would be fine on the upcoming exams. It wasn’t like he’d ever had problems before despite his lack of active studying.

As the final bell rang, he packed up his stuff to head either home or to the bookstore. He weaved through the various people who were heading to clubs or other after school activities. He mindlessly scrolled through the music on his phone as he put his headphones in and decided that he would go to the bookstore for at least a couple hours so he could get work done in peace. He, shockingly, hadn't gotten any pestering texts from his mother so he felt in the clear for the moment at least.

And he did get work done, a fair amount of it actually in between scrolling through social media and playing games on his computer. He ended up staying for longer than just a couple hours, but he doubted that Kudo cared at this point. He was there often enough he was just a constant fixture at the table at this point.

It was getting into early evening by the time he left, but despite seeing the dead body with that bunch of second years he didn’t feel any fear. Though his head did snap upright when he heard noise through the music.

“Hey! Can you grab her!”

He stopped in confusion at the sight in front of him. A white cat loping towards him with someone he vaguely recognized in passing from school chasing after her. A second year if he remembered correctly, in a different class to the crowd he’d stumbled across.

The cat had already slowed down at the sight of him and padded up with an insistent meow before rolling over onto his shoes. He stared down at the curious blue eyes that peered expectantly up at him. He crouched down to pet her, and loop a finger through her collar, as the guy caught up to him.

“Thanks, she slipped out when I opened the door,” he bent down to scoop the cat into his arms, “You should know better than that Meeko.” He made eye contact with Kenzan, “Oh, hey, you go to school with me. Sakai Kenzan right?”

How this guy knew his name he had no idea but he nodded, “You’re welcome and, yeah, that’s me.”

The other student grinned, “Great, well, see you at school then!” He turned on his heel to jog back the way he came.

Not the weirdest encounter he’d had recently, but it was definitely up there. He just shrugged his shoulders and turned his music back on so that he could get the rest of the way home. Hopefully without any more weird encounters.