[color=8493ca][i][h1][center]Esyla Algrea
6:55 a.m. Avisdale University Main building[/center][/h1][/i][/color]

Blinking up at the sudden appearance of her sister, she smiled and rose to her feet, easily tugging her Whyspe into a hug.  Her eyes glanced at the who had paused and watched with a raised brow, her violet eyes narrowed slightly, Esyla shifted her grip slightly and answered her sister's question with a gentle shove of her shoulder. 

[color=8493ca]"No, you made it but barely. I set two alarms did you hear neither?"[/color] She asked teasingly, turning and bringing Whyspe with her, it was now time to enter the busking and head to the Auditorium to begin preparing for the ceremony. The hand that Landed on her arm had Esyla tensing and an almost inaudible hiss escape her lips as floral perfume wafted into her face. 

[color=f49ac2]"Mind if I speak with you Captain?"[/color] The voice sounded sweet but the owner of it was the last person Esyla wanted to see, ever. The nickname did nothing to ease her growing sense of agitation, she didn't need right now, she needed to focus on her role in helping the Committee. She half-turned and forced a smile on her lips, the twitching of her fingers against Whyspe's shoulder a clear sign of her hidden irritation and nerves.

[color=8493ca]"Sorry Rina, I have things to do and have to prepare to help lead the freshman around campus. Excuse us."[/color] She stated politely, the lie coming easily to her lips, her teeth gritting together at the need to be nice to the person that when given the opportunity would attempt to cut you where it hurt. The hand fell from her arm but Rina remained where she was, her raven-black hair swaying in the wind, dropping her arm, Esyla gently pushed Whyspe towards the Auditorium and smiled a soft, reassuring smile. She reached out and tucked a strand of white hair behind her ear and gestured with a flick of her eyes for her to go ahead. 

She turned back to the only person who had ever made her doubt her existence and forced another smile, if this turned to a fight she'd rather her sister not be present. The other students would he arriving soon, she'd hopefully back down then. Esyla squared her shoulders and waited. [@Celaira]