Closed Doors [Open in spite of Thread Name]

[notworthless]

Who: Callie, People who might find her.
What: Third Cohort's resident angry teen is being even less social.
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Amphitheater
Why: She takes (perceived) rejection very well.

Callie, if you can believe it, has been even less social now that she's been demoted. Any direct conversations she did her best to end quickly, she was... polite, but it was clearly forced. She'd also started varying her locations to hide out from other people. Part of it was the thought of getting out of here kept gnawing at the back of her mind, part of it was just avoiding the choice. The choice she didn't want to face.

Right now she was doing a paper map from her camera, marking out the places she's been. Something to keep her mind off things, she needed to do it anyway. A 'coverage map' she could show Dean would help them work out whatever favor she owes him, even if it isn't getting his car. But if they find a way around the magics of Trivia's children, she wanted to be ready. It hurt to even consider being trapped here by an 'ally.' When they were trapped due to the siege, that was one thing. But the Greeks who made it clear how much they owed for such hospitality now had this as a prison. How would they find the Red Room without sending out parties, how would they hunt down any information from within a barrier so tight it was meant to contain all manner of transit?

And with the walls tightening, all she really wanted was to find a space to be in peace, which was becoming more complicated with so many people and so few places to go. At least, for the moment, nobody seemed to keen on a talent show, or singing, so the theater seemed more than empty. And anyone who sought her out would look in the woods, Nike's cabin, or behind Cabin two.

She should be safe here for a little while, for whatever passed as safe anymore...

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[snarkersupreme]

The only problem with hiding where no one would expect you to be was that you still had a chance of being found by someone who wasn't looking for you. With all of the talk and preparation for Single's Awareness Day, especially with the love being in the air of his own cabin, Harry decided laying low was his best option. Not that he begrudged his siblings their happiness, and most probably figured he was being a typical single teenager on Valentine's Day, but the truth was he didn't trust himself not to let any ugliness slip.

Being surrounded by happy couples and celebrations of commercial love was a little more than frustrating when you'd already burned your one true love to death after she betrayed you in every way possible.

So Harry had found his way into the theater with his notebook and a couple of dusty tomes, only to find the place slightly less empty then he had hoped.

"We've got to get a real library."

[notworthless]

"One that isn't in another cabin," Callie didn't look up right away, it was so much easier to avoid people in the city of New Rome. Terminus might know where you are, and pop up to shout at you when you jump around the city using your own little shortcuts, but anyone else would need to look really hard. New Rome was almost as good with the space to hide out.

"Need a solitary hiding spot? Or can you share?"

[snarkersupreme]

Shrugging, Harry made his way down the marble steps, trying to find a good spot that wouldn't be intruding on Callie's space. "Pretty sure that's my line. As long as you're not waiting for your make out partner I think we can share."

Of course, it was only after saying so that the possibility she might be hiding out here to avoid thinking about romance in any form, sort of like he was, actually occurred to Harry.