[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DC143C]Thalia Carmichael[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/e4117d5f-65c8-4b8e-98df-5810a59267c5.jpg[/img][hr][b][color=crimson]Location:[/color][/b] Near Eden, Golf Course (7 -> Treeline Between 6 & 11)
[b][color=DC143C]Skills:[/color][/b] Stealth, Survival [hr][hr][/center]

	The spray of trees dominating the center of the golf course was a decent enough place to set up temporarily, but it was not the goal. Hanging out here for too long would result in her missing the kickoff of this soiree, one full of stabbing and gunfire punctuated by the occasional use of explosive ordinance. Damn, but she did appreciate Lola. Even if she did nothing else, just [i]her[/i] being [i]her[/i] was enough to give Thalia a chance to do what she did best these days; sneaking and stabbing. If she kept that up for long enough and didn't die today, chances were fair that she would make the right people answer for the deaths of her family and her battle-sisters from Fairburn, not to mention acquire enough supplies to keep her and whoever wanted to join her going for a good, long while. Just not if she stayed there. Thalia had to get low and move out on the immediate. 

	Crossing open ground in the daylight was not her cup of chai. Everything about it screamed danger at her. By now though, the TANK should be coming near position, drawing most of the eyes that way. Plus, checking the grounds in front of her, Thalia noticed that she was actually near the bottom of a gently arcing, shallow hill. Even if eyes were near her, that approach would make it more difficult to pick out her movement. It was as good an option as any. 

	Thalia took a breath, let it out slow, and began a smooth jog across the golf course. She kept as low as she was able to, given her desire to cross distance quickly and keep a sharp eye on her surroundings. Luck seemed to be with her in that moment, as she was able to make it to the other side and meld into the treeline without incident. Now to make eye contact with the others and regroup before the candles were lit on this particular cake. 

	As best as Thalia could tell, Thana had given her signal roughly to the right of the direction she was headed, in the trees just around the corner of a nearby building. They were supposed to meet up soon before the real festivities began; Thalia assumed that it must be at the point where Thana had signaled. With all of the skill imparted to her as a child of La Familia Gonzalez, she zipped unnoticed through the trees around the building, and into the space that Thana used as a signaling location. Unfortunately, it was completely unoccupied. The generally angry young woman allowed herself a quiet sigh, and reviewed her options. To the west was water. North was that building with a small amount of open ground around it, and east was the golf course. Remembering the game plan, the wall they had to get around jutted into the water slightly, and it was close to trees. 

	Okay. South it was.