[center][h3][color=9e0b0f]Dana Harada[/color][/h3]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/AmtUzb5.jpg[/img]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Diner, Olympus Academy
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Why does this ten dollar plebian beef fill her stomach as well as glorious wagyu!? [I]WHY!?[/I][/center]

It was amazing how much food you could find on the Olympus Academy campus. Even with the night's worth of research into restaurants at colleges here, this place seemed designed to contain the sum of not just American decadence, but the grandiosity of their godly parents as well. Seeking out a good burger, she had deigned to skip out on a morning latte and indulge in something called an "X-Large Oreo and Creme Milkshake" [color=9e0b0f][I](it sounds evil)[/I][/color] and a cheeseburger with some of the seasoned fries. This advice came to her on behalf of her brother Jonas...who had promptly disappeared by the time she came to call on him for lunch. Rebekah Cross, as someone she had held a conversation with, was another possibility, but she had seemed just as aloof as Dana herself, and she was unsure if inviting her to lunch would be received positively. The other Japanese demigod had brought a smile to her face yesterday, was kind of cute, and would at least have given her someone from home to talk to.

On the other hand, it would disrupt any opportunity for a quiet lunch. And one such as he did not need his warrior's heart tainted with diner food any more than Dana herself.

Hypocrite that she was.

Harada chewed on the end of her straw and flipped the page idly on the coffee table book she had brought with her. She used an unused utensil in lieu of her fingers [color=9e0b0f][i] (this food was proving messy)[/i][/color] and dabbed at a spot of juice from her burger with a remaining scrap of pretzel bun. The view from outside her window seat looked busy as ever. She could see demigods, perhaps even siblings of hers, hustling and bustling through the campus. It looked as busy as any other school, though Jonas had told her last night (after a spirited rendition of "Bullet with Butterfly Wings" that her new brother had forced her to play on Guitar Hero as a test; the son of Ares had told her cheekily that it would prove [color=ed1c24]"memeworthy" [/color]) that in recent weeks the campuses had quieted with the disappearances of demigods, even some close to friends of his. The Headmistress herself was responsible for these acts against her charges. A rogue [I]sensei?[/I] Revolting.

If such an attempt on her own person ever came, she would force such a woman to stand and fight her. Harada would determine whether the woman had backbone soon enough. Though the disappearance of Jonas and his smiley friend was more than likely an indication that they were off to do something similar. Dana would have pursued them, if not for the jet lag and the note she'd found on her door saying [color=ed1c24]"don't pursue us. J."[/color]

She was only an amateur sleuth, to be sure. But such clues led to a small list of outcomes.

[color=9e0b0f][I]sssssssslurp[/I][/color]

The scraping sound of suction. Empty air blown into the bottom of a cup.

...

She pushed the empty glass to the side to join its two doppelgangers, and briefly opined the fact yet again that she would have to wait to have a brother who would buy her such creamy treats after one pouty look.

[color=9e0b0f][I]Soon, though.[/I][/color]