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[You know what's horrifying? Holograms. You know what's even worse? Being Ian during them. So when you hear the horrified shrieks in the plaza, it's probably just Ian being carried by a group of lumberjacks toward a GIANT WHIRRING WOODCHIPPER. Suffice to say, Mr. Kolansky is flailing above their heads in complete terror.]

PLEASE NO, NOT THE CHIPPER, NOT THE CHIPPER!!

I'M DELICATE!!

[It's not even registering that in such situations he'd die in Luceti; thank god for the lack of fatality in this event.]

.....

[Even worse, a couple hours later he's running all across town with people dressed like this after him. Man, he hasn't had this happen in a long-ass while, but it's still far from pleasant. By the time he manages to outrun them, he's gone all through town. His clothes are entirely wrecked and his day is shot to hell, b-but at least he can try to help some people out if they need it. You can find him hiding in the bushes or hanging upside down in a tree, struggling to get his foot out of vines. Or he can slam into you at a hideous speed. Or you can find him cowering in fear behind your house.

... Or you can find him tied up over a pot of boiling water.

Look, the mob wasn't friendly, okay? Kinda obvious.]

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D-does anyone need any instant-healing medicine? I know some people were a little 'beat up' today...

Does anyone know why these're popping up like this?

[huff.]

Ah, well. This better not interrupt Parent's Day...

[He'll be around with dirty clothes (what's new), but he'll at least be free of any holograms, should you want him to run into one of yours.]

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Oh! You went to school? [/SPARKLE] You must be pretty smart, then! I don't know a whole lotta' people who'd get to do something as cool as that!

Ha, don't worry too much: they can't hurt me, even if they tried their hardest.

[Yeah well, son, there's a lot you don't know about your papa yet.]

[... He reaches up and mops off some blood on his lip, at that.]

Was there something on my face? Or is it the hair? Do I have a bug on me?

I certainly am... [Most of this is actually curiosity. He's been wanting to know how this medicine worked for ages ever since he realized what exactly it was.

... And he's still curious about what properties Ian's blood has that allows this to work. But mostly he's just grateful that someone like Ian is gracious enough to share.]

[Snerk. She can't help it - it's too easy.]

Yeah, well - it was a special school.

[Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, after all. Sounds way more posh than the sort of place that would ever normally let her in.]

Radio- what?

-No! I might pick it up myself- where shall I do so?

Is Ranka okay? I haven't tried to contact her.

[He's just going to the kitchen, not on some epic quest for the Holy Grail of Water Cups!]

[Unless, you know, the kitchen changes while he's in there. Which it is going to, because this is Luceti and bad things always happen here. The next time Ian glances in the direction Ion had gone, it'll have turned into a dense forest.]

[In his house.]

[Because what is logic to the Malnosso?]

[He suddenly has a small vial in his hand, thanks to his coat pocket, and is holding it up for him to take.]

Are you sure? After all, you know what it is... Don't wanna' make you uncomfortable, or anything.

Wh-why would it make me uncomfortable...? You gave consent for its use... [And, well, other medicines and the like were initially sourced from unpleasant places.]

I actually... have my nanocomputer now, so if you would n-not be adverse to me studying it, then... I would be most pleased to. [~~Though chances are he won't find much of anything.~~

At any rate, though, he carefully takes the vial, cradling it in his palm like it's extremely delicate.]

No you're... fine.

[ahaha... don't mind him 8|;;]

Special? Maaaaan, lucky! I grew up in a pretty small village, so we didn't learn much but a little writing and planting. Crop stuff. But I always wanted to see what school was like.

Um, well, I'm kinda' nomadic, so I don't really have a place I'm staying. You can pick a place and I'll meet ya' there, if you'd like!

[..... oh.]

Ranka's... ah, Ranka's gone home.

...

...

Uhh. Ion. You okay in there?

Aahaha, anyway! Thanks for helping me!

[one sec taking your hand for a FAST MANRY HANDSHAKE.]

My name's Ian, Ian Kolansky, medicine seller! Anything I can do for ya, just give the word whenever and I'll be there to help!

[THERE IS NO REPLY how very ominous. The forest must be bigger than it seems!]

[Ian can wait all he likes. No one seems to be coming back out.]

[...]

Oh.

[How could he miss that?]

When did this happen?

[It upset him that he didn't hear of this until now.]

In that case, I shall meet you by the central bridge in the village.

[Mental muttering.]

Then why don't ya go to the school here?

[What. What even. Ian he is not used to fast manry handshakes and overly excitable derpiness. THIS NEEDS TO REGISTER IN HIS BRAIN AS REAL LIFE.]

You don't have to.

[what is it with people offering you stuff when you save their lives, man.]

Well, I mean—some people can be... sorta' grossed out by the blood part?

[V_V]

You can do whatever y'want with it, really.

[All he'll notice is that the cell structure isn't like a typical human's, anyway. Also, when said cells come in contact with human cells? Human cells absorb it. It's fuckin' weird.]

[THEN NEVER FEAR, IAN'S PARANOIA IS HERE!!

He bounds into the forest like a hero]

Ioooon!! Where are you?! Did a lion get ya'?! Talk to me!

[HELLO PLANT. KARATE CHOP!! >:^|]

A... few weeks ago, I learned...

[Awkward and depressing, definitely.]

Sorry.

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both of them, foreverrrrr :|

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At least derps are wonderful? :')

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;u; sometimes they're pretty groovy, yeah

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admittedly, I wanted to add "he should rescue some hookers and see what happens" to this tag

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