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[She needs to talk an administrator. Or...someone in charge of the school. Being blind makes it hard to do combat practice, and she really needs to figure out how she is going to adapt to classes when most are visually done.

So she's rolling her wheelchair about the quad, trying to figure out where she should go.]
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[Well...this is odd. Nunnally certainly doesn't recognize where she is. Certainly not the academy, home, or anywhere near. The scents are all wrong, and the sounds are a lot quieter than home has ever been. First, she had tried to wave her hand forward, to see if anything is before her. Nope.]

Ah. Excuse me?

[What happened after that was doubly strange. She was apparently now enrolled in this academy (truly?) and would have to take classes and abide by rules. Well that was...disconcerting, but she can certainly handle it! Yes!]

Excuse me...

[There is only a bit of an issue...]

Hello?

[She does not know this place inside and out and seeing as she can't see, she's somewhat of a lost kitten, seated in her wheelchair, shoulders turned inward in defeat.]

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