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[A mysterious Ion was wandering around the dressingroom, looking at the different houses and buildings. There's a dazed look on his face as he held his tuning fork staff in one hand and a knapsack on the other. There were dark patches under his emerald eyes, so he hadn't been sleeping properly in a while. A distant frown formed on his face. There was so much mixed fonon frequencies in one place and his head is disoriented and dizzy to figure out each individual frenquency.]

I'm lost. I will never find... [He paused as everything before him blurred out in his vision.] I'm feeling dizzy...

[Whoops, he slipped on a patch of ice and fell down, face flat on the ground of snow. Help the Fon Master out? He fainted right there.]

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[He's out cold, so he can't hear you.]

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[ How little of healing artes she knows. Her arms wrap around his small back, deciding to lift him off the ground slightly to see what caused this fall. Stares at the ice and sighs softly, seeing if he'll wake up if she shakes him a little. ]

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[No response, but there's a big bump on his forehead where it's bleeding a little.]