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[color=aa88bb]Manny Ryi[/color][/h1][hr]Day 1 [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Time:[/color] Night [color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Weather:[/color] Drizzle[color=734e66]◈[/color] [color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color] Ballroom -> Academy Hallways[hr][color=734e66]◈[/color] [@Emeth]Raffaella Struna [color=734e66]◈[/color][hr][/center]
	[color=cccccc]As the actual Anastasia, the red-headed woman that Manny now recognized as an Illuminaire from one of the other houses, gave her and the short, pink-haired girl instructions, Manny glanced over her assigned partner.  Considering Pinky was shaking like a rag in the wind and clinging to Anastasia like barnacles to an oceanship, it was clear the instruction to lead the escape was more to distract from the terror than any actual belief in this girl's capabilities.  A distant thought pointed out that Manny was in the same boat of well over her head and was likely also being pandered to, but she ignored that one!

	Pinky then shouted and pointed upward, directing Manny's gaze to a swarm of ugly creatures she had never seen before flying in through the hole in the roof.
	[color=aa88bb]"Aight we neida git goin'!"[/color] Manny announced as she grabbed the scared girl by the arm and peeled her away from her humanoid security blanket.  Forget the rest of the students, they seemed to know what they were doing well enough, Manny could tell she'd have her hands full with just this one pile of nerves!  [color=aa88bb]"C'mon, Ainastaesia gaiv ussa job ta' do 'n theim buggers'll be gettin' our way if we dwaddle!"[/color]

	It was fortunate indeed that the other students seemed to know where shelters might be, given that Manny knew the layout of the Academy like she knew the depths of the Endless Ocean Below, which was not at all, obviously.  Just the Seraphine House alone was as big as an entire Yhartan airship, and there were buildings and pathways everywhere!  Manny never cared much if she arrived at any particular destinations before, happy to explore and be late, but now getting lost would be...  She contented herself with following the crowd and instead focused on making sure Pinky kept up.

	[color=aa88bb]"So..."[/color] Manny started.  She wanted to put a fire in the other girl's eyes, burn that fear away.  She'd gotten others to grow a backbone plenty of times!  But those were her posse of daredevils, and all she needed to do was taunt, [color=aa88bb]"Dun't bei a flownder!"[/color] or [color=aa88bb]"Ya madea' birdbounes?"[/color] and all the others would jeer as well and the kid would eventually get over themself.  Pinky looked like she'd just let herself get eaten if Manny tried that on her!  So how was she supposed to help this girl?

	[color=aa88bb]"...Ah'm Manny.  Ah liek treis, theiy're behtter fer cliemben than maists,"[/color] she finished lamely, after an awkward pause backdropped by the sounds of fighting, panic, and otherworldly melodies.  She didn't know where she was going with that, but it was probably better than nothing? [color=aa88bb]"...Wattabowt you?"[/color][/color]

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Translations:
[color=cccccc]Pinky - Temp™ nickname for Raffaela
[color=aa88bb]"Alright, we need to get going!"
"Come on, Anastasia gave us a job to do and those bugs will get in our way if we dwaddle!"
"So..."
"Don't be a flouder!"
"Are you made of bird bones?"
"...I'm Manny.  I like trees, they're better for climbing than masts,"
"...What about you?"[/color][/color]
Current Appearance:
[color=cccccc]158 cm (5'2'') with short black hair, brown eyes, and light skin.  Wearing a yellow sleeveless ballgown with an orange gradient at the bottom and covered in remnants of torn cloth, and on her feet are matching cloth slippers.  A white and blue jacket is worn overtop with the hood down.  Cheeks messy with makeup.  Butterfly mark clearly visible.  Very muddy, slightly bruised.[/color][/hider]