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Day 1 [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Dusk/Evening [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Weather:[/color] Light Rain [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Harold's Academy, Main Ballroom [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Participants:[/color] Raffaella Struna, Kaspaan Mustaven, [@Deja] Fasha Sumbul, [@jasbraq] Lhoren Ashdale [@Silver Carrot] [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Approaching:[/color] Anastasia Arslan, [@Ti] Leah Eusebia Clearwater [@vietmyke][/center]
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	[color=palevioletred][i]Oh no. I've been seen! That wasn't supposed to happen![/i][/color] Raffaella panicked. [color=palevioletred][i]Deep breaths. Dee~p breaths. [b]Breathe.[/b][/i][/color] She peeked over her gupoo, intent on focusing solely on Kaspaan. She was [i]going [/i]to talk to [i]him[/i], and anyone else watching could just—get bored and go away? Except, that 'plan' didn't entirely work out. Because the face she found looking back at her was Fasha, not Kaspaan. [color=palevioletred][i]What?! Don't just [b]leave me[/b] here![/i][/color] she thought frantically, looking past Fasha at Kaspaan as he retreated toward the generous table of food.

	She looked around nervously at the assembly of students in front of her: the tall, distinctly and intimidatingly [i]noble[/i] one, the feisty cait girl who'd tried to get her scare on with Kass, the walking drink bar with an eye for trouble—and then there was Fasha. She seemed a bit different. She... could talk to her. Yes. [color=palevioletred]"H—Hello. Um! M-My name, is! Raffaella!"[/color] she blurted out desperately. [color=palevioletred]"—b-but my friends call me Ra'fel, and! Um! ...Ineedtocatchupwithmyfriend! Bye!"[/color] ...and with that, she took off. Yes, maybe she [i]could[/i] talk to [i]one[/i] person, if it was someone like Fasha—but with all those extra eyes on her... it was impossible. Nope, nope, nope! ...Oh well, at least she'd be able to tell Tessa that she managed to introduce herself to someone. Though she didn't really [i]give[/i] Fasha her name, more like... [i]bludgeoned her[/i] with it. [i]...Details![/i]

	[color=palevioletred][i]—and come on, Miss Illuminaire! Can't you just know my name already so I can catch a break?![/i][/color] she thought, fussily and anxiously as she approached the table in a hurry, placing herself between Kaspaan and another girl. Another from House Ivar, a Psychiccer named Lhoren. They hadn't struck up a conversation yet, so it was fine, right? It was fine, right! Though she'd only run about thirty feet, she stopped to catch her breath. Sure, physical activity wasn't really her forte, but it was more about the whole 'forgot to breathe' thing. Eventually, she'd turn to look at Kaspaan. [color=palevioletred]"Hey, so... This is where you've been! I thought you were mad that I missed your birthday, ahaha..! Um, you're not mad, right? ...B-By the way, I'm a Psychiccer, but I'm not a mind reader!"[/color] she assured him. [color=palevioletred][i]I'm not lying! I'm [b]not[/b] a mind reader! I'm [b]not[/b],[/i][/color] she told herself firmly. [color=palevioletred][i]I just have, um... a lady's intuition! Yeah![/i][/color] She then realized that she should probably tell Kass what her actual gift is. [color=palevioletred]"Oh! Um, like you saw, I can turn invisible, but like... super! [i]Super[/i] invisible!"[/color] she tried to explain, struggling a bit to remember the unfamiliar words Tessa used to describe it to her. [color=palevioletred]"Uh, Tessa would know how to explain it better."[/color]