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Annaliese Toussaint
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Flynn had been minding his own business, per usual, when he heard an unfamiliar voice from a close distance. He turned his head to face the blonde girl, his attention drawing past her and towards the long row of empty seats to her right, then his attention went to all the empty seats to his left. This only left one question floating in his head: out of all the empty seats at the table, all of which were a good distance from him, she had to sit right by him?

His dark eyes flickered back over to the first year, whose name he had already forgotten. Mainly because he had not been paying an ounce of attention to her until she mentioned rats. He studied her face, ignoring her big innocent eyes, as he thought of the best answer to give her. Hopefully one that would send her away crying.

"Did you not know?" He finally responded with a straight face, putting his perfect acting skills to good work. "The dungeons are filled with rats." He paused then added, "Big ones. I've been here long enough that they don't bother me, but when I was a first year, I got attacked by one in the middle of the night. Best sleep with one eye open, kid."

He looked away from her now as the Bloody Baron appeared. "Sup, Bloody?" This is how he's been welcoming the ghost since his first year. Some things never change.
"... oh." Leecey's big green eyes glanced away from the boy to focus on the ghost passing by, stinging just a tad. Rat attacks?! In middle of the night? Her siblings hadn't mentioned any of this, but Katy was fearless, and Bast had only been here for a term. Of course they wouldn't mind.

But she REFUSED to cry. At least not until she was alone in her dorm. Digging her nails into her palms to keep the waterworks at bay, Annaliese began brainstorming ways to defend herself. Could she charm an older student into casting a shield around her bed? Get Al to spend the night and put those budding combat skills to use? Hmm.

"Would you report me if I hid cheese in my dormmates' beds?" Just wondering.

In a rat-infested world, it was every princess for herself. No exceptions.
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