Second Life -- Welcome to Fairplay [Stage 1]

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It had been the usual mission briefing, not that any of them remembered it. The crew knew they were gone and had no idea when they'd be back, and likely wouldn't attempt rescue for quite some time, especially with Stacy considering the mission "ongoing."

They had no idea when they'd be back, either, namely because they never remembered being on the ship in the first place.

It was home. It had always been home.

Welcome to Fairplay, Iowa, folks, happiest little town in the Midwest.

[ooc: Read this before tagging.]

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[Drraaaags self away from WoW...] School Gym

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"Pass it, pass it!"

Ed received the basketball as he wheeled circles around his opponents, sweat-matted jocks playing through the lunch break. This was the life, no distractions, no weird dreams, no terrifying pus oozing sin against God: just him and his basketball.

Firing a shot like a cannon, it hit nothing but net. "Whoo!"

"Lightning Elric strikes again," remarked one of his classmates, someone who he couldn't, for the life of him, remember his name right now.

Ed smirked as he shrugged. "I'm just good at what I do." And with that, he rolled to the side and picked up his drink, taking a long sip of it.

Yeah, no weird dreams.

School Gym

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Lelouch also had some things to chase away. Or, in his case, run from. Issues at school aside, his mind hasn't been right. So he'd changed quickly into his gym clothes, and was pounding it out on the track that went around the gym. He preferred the outdoor track, but beggars can't be choosers. It was too cold and snowy out for that.

So he ran, full tilt, pushing himself as though it were the final leg of an Olympic relay. His mind may as well have been in Athens, because it certainly wasn't in front of him, and able to warn him of Ed's stopoff to get a drink in time. The only warning Ed had was the squeak of sneakers as he tried to slow in time, but he still plowed right into him.

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"GAH!" exclaimed Ed, knocked head over heels and out of his wheelchair. "Ow man, what the...? Lelouch? Geez..."

Crawling over, he asked, "You okay bud?"

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He pushed himself up off the floor, catching his breath. It seemed harder to do than usual. Then again, he had been just sitting in class all day, and he hadn't really properly stretched. He nodded as he finally got back to his feet. He turned and bent to put his chair upright again. "Sorry. My mind was somewhere else." He reached a hand to Ed to help him back into it again.

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"I'll say," said Ed, pushing himself up after taking Lelouch's hand and sliding back into his chair. "You just hit me full tilt. You okay man? Nothing broken or anything?"

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He shook his head and took a second to survey the damage. His legs ached, a combination of the fall and pushing himself so hard. He shook his head. "Just a few bangs. I'll be fine. Let's just make sure my coach doesn't find out about this. He wouldn't be pleased if he found out I was putting my senior season at risk like this." He crossed his arms, looking a bit annoyed. Not at himself or Edward, but at the coach in question. He might ditch class for the rest of the day and hide at home with some ice packs and heat wraps for the day.