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It had been quiet at camp. She nodded at her brother's comment about why else would he be happy and laughed at his terrible puns. She waved at Zeke. 

[color=b71d5d]"Well [i]I[/i] don't control the weather. But feel free to blame my dad. However, I think snow is nice. It is like resetting the world."[/color] She didn't know why the big three were fighting but figured that was just a sibling thing. [color=b71d5d]"We should make snowmen or something though."[/color] She suggested. She had never actually made one and hoped Arthur would be interested in the prospect. 

She looked over at her brother at the Hephaestus table and wondered what that was about. She'd have to ask him later. 


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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] Second Cohort Tent
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[color=0080ff]"Good morning."[/color] She smiled at Nancy and Mads as they entered. [color=0080ff]"Did you two sleep okay?"[/color] She asked, not answering Mads question. [color=0080ff]"I am down for War Games planning, as usual."[/color] She smiled. Niah really did like planning for War Games. It let her think out puzzles and solutions to situations. Now it seemed a little tainted. All that practice and they had lost the most important battle. Her smile brightened as she covered up the thought. 

She turned to her fellow Centurion, [color=0080ff]"Catch you in a few?"[/color] He nodded. The familiar beats of life being made in those moments. Something she didn't want to be made here. This was a step in a longer journey. A drop in a river of life.