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"Oh, hello there!" Sky smiled, looking up. "I'm sorry, was I bothering you?"

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     In the fifteen minutes it takes for a full-blown fist fight to break out between the Ares and Apollo cabin, Daniel decides that he really is not pleased with himself for deciding not to play sick and curl up in the infirmary for the day.  They're barely into breakfast, most plates only half-scraped clean, when one of the snootier Ares kids pipes up that she bets she could win an archery competition against any Apollo kid any day of the week.

          You can only imagine how well that went over.

     So in the chaos, Daniel finishes his pumpkin spice bagel--a delicacy his grandmother had prided herself on when the season rolled around--and makes a quick escape, deciding a walk around the training grounds sounds like a good idea before classes officially start for the day.  Besides, everything will probably be delayed so the camp can receive on of those talks about getting into fights with each other.  Ew.  He makes eye contact with one of the campers as he uses the shadow cast by the bright morning sun to his advantage, and he has a sickening feeling he's about to obtain a second party member.

          Fantastic.

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        Alabaster hadn't expected anyone to be at the house; after it had been destroyed in the battle between Lamia and him, he figured people would avoid the place--- it didn't look very welcoming, after all. Yet, the sounds he heard were clearly footsteps. He glanced over his shoulder to the car parked a few meters from there, with Claymore still sitting inside it, a book on his hands. He frowned, deciding it was best to leave the man out of it, for the time being. He got his golden sword ready, and opened the door slowly. If it was just a mortal, he could use the mist to make them think he was just a punk holding a baseball bat. If it were an enemy, though----

        “Who's there?”

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"Piper—" Leo stopped talking, mostly because she’d cut him off with a kiss. The action had been sudden, and Leo was pretty sure if it had taken her twenty years he still wouldn’t have enough time to figure out what was happening. 

The automatic thing to do was kiss her back, but Leo was still trying to put together exactly when the conversation had taken a sudden turn, and exactly why one of his best friends had started kissing him. 

Then she pulled away, and he blinked, staring at her, hoping something would come to mind to say, but nothing was. “Uh—”

What in Tartarus—?