Dare frowned at the first question. He had honestly never wanted to see his old world. There were a lot of things he would never want to experience, like Water Boarding and listening to a whole Beaber Album. At the very top of the list was even thinking too much of the Wild Lands, let alone seeing it again.<br/><br/>He still had to answer the question.<br/><br/>"Ahh..." he said awkwardly, "That's not something I've heard much about, but the Theoretical Magi-Physics department would be the people to talk to."<br/><br/>Tyler scoffed a little to himself at that one. The idea of tracking down a specific planet on a specific dimension that a specific person lived in at a specific time and just hoping you even got someone who remembered you was like trying to thread a flying needle with a spider thread shot out of a cannon, riding on horseback backwards and blindfolded. Twice. He didn't say anything this time though. The level of information it would take was just to much.<br/><br/>The second question was actually pretty easy.<br/><br/>"Well, fighting clubs are pretty common here. As you can imagine, a lot of hero children want to keep up their hard earned skills, so almost every kind of combat club imaginable can be found on campus, as well as magic combat, parcore, and other similar activies. Making a new club based on a specific combat style, magical, or physical activity is fairly easy, and can be formed with only a little organization."<br/><br/>It was a comfortable speech at this point, Dare had practiced it with Char reading from a page and making sure he did it right.<br/><br/>Speaking of the little devil, Char took that particular moment to glide in and prance at Dare's side. Char mentally nodded, letting Dare know that he did it right.<br/><br/>"On with the tour then?" he asked finally.