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[center] [b][color=b71d5d]Location:[/color][/b] Arthur's room -> Galley
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Andy nodded; she felt warmed by Arthur's hug and his hand in her own. A part of her wanted to stay in his room and just keep being alone with just him. There was so much going on around them all the time. At camp, they had diversions, but here it was just their fellow demigods. But she followed him out of his room and back to the galley, holding his hand the whole time. 

Andy had never really felt love before coming to camp, so she couldn't be sure that was what she was experiencing. Even the love of a sibling that she had with Demi was all new. She had a small smile on her face, more peaceful than anything. There was still the sadness and stress of their loss written on her features. She carried it in her shoulders and eyes. 


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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] New Rome - the Augury 
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[color=0080ff]"She was still at the Senate building talking with Maggie, who offered her help. I suppose that is less important now. She might have information on Tartus."[/color] Niah doubted that last bit since Maggie had had a peaceful time as Preator. Niah didn't bother trying to correct Nancy's use of 'yeet.' It was a dumb word anyway; if she wanted to make it sound even sillier, she could Niah supposed. 

[color=0080ff]"Let's get caffeine first."[/color] Niah didn't care for the bitterness of coffee, even when it was hidden by as much sugar as possible, making her caffeine of choice was tea. [color=0080ff]"If we run into Leandra, we can tell her she can re-adjust her schedule yet again."[/color] Niah sighed, considered the simplicity of her early life at camp while wishing for the ability to not be in charge again. Those were the good days. Maybe she should have lied when she came to camp and said she didn't have a letter from her mother even if it had kept her from having to shovel elephant poop. 


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[color=2B9311]Location:[/color] New Rome - Coffee Shop
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[color=2B9311]"Hey Alexia."[/color] Emily said with a smile. The engineer was an interesting cookie. Em liked her well enough, but honestly, it wasn't hard to be liked by Em. As long as you weren't an ass, her naturally sunny disposition made it easy to chat with her. [color=2B9311]"Not much here. Other than the usual fifth cohort life."[/color] She grinned. [color=2B9311]"Got some nice manure from Hannibal for this seasons planting."[/color] It was dirty and gross, but hey, it was good for the plants. 

[color=2B9311]"You know I don't think it is black coffee when you add creme to it."[/color] Emily joked, then shrugged. [color=2B9311]"But who am I to talk about the fine balance of coffee blends. I could talk about wine all day, though."[/color] Emily's grin grew. She was known for skating the edge of rule-breaking, though she opted for coffee while in New Rome, everyone knew Emily had two future career options. One was psychology, and one was becoming a vintner. She'd be fantastic in either. 

[color=2B9311]"But enough about me. How has your morning been so far? Anything interesting?"[/color] Her tone shifted, became softer and caring. Emily always sounded like she cared about how other people were feeling. Unless they decided to bring up politics, then her brain would shut off, and she'd zone out. It seemed she was incapable of processing politics.