On the platform: New characters and old ones that want to come and meet them!

[utopiamods]

As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by a girl and three boys, one of whom is a troll. All four are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts and trousers, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of melting slush coating the station platform. Each has a beret with a crest - one girl's shows a sword, the other three have a shield.

At the first lull in the chatter, the girl speaks up, cutting through your conversations rudely.

"Hey morons,"

She explains, sounding annoyed, that the four of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Santana of Conquest, pointing to herself, and Yuri, Lelouch and Gamzee of Fortitude.

"When your name gets called go to the person who called it. Actually, fuck it. You're all in Fortitude, screw name calling. I'm leaving."

She walks off leaving the three boys on their own. The one introduced as Yuri speaks first.

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[conquistador]

( So, who noticed Spain wasn't around much of the morning? If anyone has been looking, they can find Spain at the platform. Those who know him will immediately notice a few changes.

Today, he wears a bright red coat, slightly worn and over some old styled clothes. His hair is longer, tied back with a ribbon. Aside from that, he also appears significantly younger than before. He is also shorter than usual but one might not notice that right away given how he stands-- taller, head up high, and full of confidence (or is it arrogance?).

As he listens to the welcoming with his arms crossed, it looks almost as if he's hearing everything for the first time. The way he tries to take the information in and looks around curiously and attentively. )

[traces]

[ Dahlia has gone to the station to see who's there amongst the new arrivals. Is that Antonio? What's he doing there, looking so ridiculous? Is this another version of him, like there are of some of the other people here? She stares, eyes narrowed for a moment, before putting her innocent face back on and approaching him. ]

Mr. Antonio?

[conquistador]

( Antonio? Oh, does she mean him? How strange that the people here would know his alias too. )

Yes, miss?

[traces]

... [ She tilts her head. "Miss"? ] What are you wearing, sir? That's an unusual outfit. And your hair...

[conquistador]

Hm? My clothes, of course. ( He looks down at his clothes. ) Do you think so? It's the newest uniform. . .

( Why does he feel like Austria is nagging at him to change his clothes. )

What's wrong with my-- ( He touches the pony tail to see how long it is, ) Well, it could be cut sooner rather than later, I suppose. . .

[traces]

Newest uniform? But nobody said anything about the school uniform changing...

Ah, I see. I'm sorry; I hadn't noticed your hair was growing out, that's all.

[conquistador]

Yes, I got it before I left but. . . it's almost been a year. . . ( This conversation is beginning to get a little strange. ) I'm sorry, have we met, miss?

[traces]

...what...?

Um, it's me. Dahlia.

[conquistador]

Dahlia? ( Like the flower? ) That's a beautiful name.

I'm-- well, you already know, don't you?

[traces]

...yes, sir. You're Mr. Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo, our world history teacher. We met weeks ago, when you became my Player...

[conquistador]

¿Perdón? ( No. Spain will never be a teacher. He was a student for almost a century. He's never going back to school. Ever. ) No, you must have me mistaken for someone else. Someone who is really named Antonio Fe-. Ay, I'll have to pick another name. . .

[traces]

Ah... I think I may know what's going on. Sometimes, somehow, the same person may appear here twice. Different versions of the same person. It's happened before.

[ ...pick another...? Was he lying about his name? ]

[conquistador]

( There's a curious silence and Spain reaches out to place a hand to her forehead. Is she delusional? Sick in some way? Hm, she feels fine. . . )

That doesn't really make any sense. There can't be two of me. Where would we put our houses? Portugal and I can barely share as it is.

[traces]

But it does happen here. People seem to come from different universes, so...

Portugal?

[conquistador]

( This girl is obviously mad. . . )

Sí, Portugal. My neighbor. One of them, at least but Francia is on the other side of the mountains.

[traces]

[ Oh, right, that delusional lie he was telling about being some country. Ridiculous. ]

I see... Ah, which country were you, again, Mr. Antonio? You kept saying you couldn't remember...

[conquistador]

Isn't it obvious? ¡El reino de españa! The Spanish Empire, the kingdom of sun on which the sun never sets. The greatest empire in all the world! ( CHECK OUT THIS INTRO. CHECK OUT THIS EGO. ) But you can call me Spain.

[traces]

[ ...he can't be the same person. Mr. Antonio was never this egotistical. She looks a bit bewildered. ]

I-I see...

Would you like to meet the other Mr. Antonio?

[conquistador]

Can I? Why not? This could be interesting; sí.

[traces]

He's the World History teacher at Fortitude Academy. Which school will you be at, by the way? Wouldn't it be interesting if you were both at the same one?

[relentless_sentinel]

[She notices alright.]

Sir Antonio? You come ta meet the new people too?

[conquistador]

( What a strangely colored hair. He can't help but stare for a moment before he regains his senses, )

I could be. . . Everyone is a little new to the other in this situation though, don't you think?

( New arrivals to the people who have been here for some time. But for the arrivals, it's meeting new people in an unfamiliar place. )

[babysage]

[Kotaro hadn't noticed he'd gone because he hasn't seen him since last red day. He saw the red clothes though and came closer hoping it was his brother. It wasn't but he liked Spain so skipped over and gave him a hug.] Hello Antonio! Did you come to meet the new people too? Can we play football again today? I've been practicing!

[conquistador]

( The last thing he expects to receive here is a hug. There's a surprised gasp and he turns to see what it was before looking down. A boy! He really can't help but smile and kneel down at eye level. )

Hello, chico. I'm here to see someone but I'm not really sure who. ( There's a pause. He's confused by what he means by football but. Oh, well, it must be some native thing. ) Really? That's a good boy.

[babysage]

[Kotaro smiles at him, not realising anything is different] Did you forget their name? I'm looking for my brother, but I don't think he's here again [Really he was taking a long time to rescue Kotaro, he usually didn't take this long.]

So can we play football later?