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[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Senate House -> Maddy's Villa
[color=A020F0][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Mystiokinesis, Singing[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=A020F0]"...Right?"[/color] Waverley quietly repeated when Madalyne didn't immediately answer her question. She could feel the praetor beginning to shiver in her hand. As the musician lifted her head to look up into Maddy's eyes, she saw her as she'd never seen her before - not as a leader, not as a teacher, not even as a , but as a teenage girl scared for her life. And with that, Madalyne yanked her arm from Waverley's grasp, dropped her weapons, and faded from sight. Waverley payed little attention as the war meeting continued, interrupted by the presence of the Greeks' divine Skype call. She softly hummed a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zBwRDEFMRY]tune[/url], one she'd found in the past to be particularly good for tracking people down. At first, she tried to focus on the remnants of magic that Mads had left behind with her teleportation spell, hoping to perhaps use it to follow her. Unfortunately, the probatio's lack of more grounded knowledge of magic squandered this plan. So, as she continued to hum, she stretched the her capabilities outwards, towards the rest of camp, until she eventually felt the praetor's presence. She opened her eyes to inform either Nancy or Niah, but the former seemed to be in her own trance-like state, while the latter had slipped into the role of strategist. Waverley turned to Emily and Marco.

	[color=A020F0]"You two and Niah should figure stuff out with Team Toga. I'm gonna go make sure Mads is alright,"[/color] Waves suggested, before quickly pacing towards the door. Before she could get to it, though, she found her path blocked by the statue guy, Terminus. [color=A020F0]"Oh, uh, yeah, sure,"[/color] she quickly pulled her baton and revolver from her belt, before tossing them onto the ground in front of him. It felt like she'd thrown her weapons to the floor more times than she'd actually drawn them, though she didn't see that as a bad thing. She sidestepped Terminus, running past him and out the senate house. She charged through the city, her guitar making it a bit awkward to do so. Eventually, she found herself in front of Mads' villa. She had to force her anti-authority mind away from thinking about the fact that Nancy and Madalyne got to sleep there while the rest of the campers got the barracks; that wasn't important right now. She quickly marched up to the villa entrance. She rested her hands on her knees for a split second, regaining her breath, before standing back up straight and banging her fist against the door.

	[color=A020F0]"Mads? You in there?...Actually, I kinda know you're in there, since, like, magic and stuff..."[/color] she began, sounding a little awkward, before letting out a sigh. [color=A020F0]"Listen...I know you said you wanted to be alone, but, if I've learned anything over the years, it's that when someone says they need to be alone, that's when they need a friend the most. So...would you please open the door?"[/color]