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It was late yet the daughter of Bellona was not exactly tired. Dressed in a pair of jeans and red blouse she slipped from the barracks and towards the garden of Bacchus. Though being from the First Cohort didn't mean she always followed every rule. Like today she was sneaking out to the garden. It was certainly a past time she often did at least once a week. Most times when she arrived she was alone and never had to worry about someone seeing her. Her red hair was left down allowing the soft breeze to blow it around a bit.



Entering the garden she looked around calmly. This had to be among the most peaceful of places in the entire camp. At night there was no shouting in the distance, just herself and the beautiful sight and smells of the flowers. However today she wasn't alone in the garden. It was the sound of anothers voice that drew in her attention. Carefully she made her way through the rows until she stood a far from the figure that she assumed had spoken.



"And here I thought I was the only one that snuck out her..." she said calmly. There was no anger in her voice. Just a sense of curiosity. Slowly she made her way closer to him. In the dark it was hard to tell who it was from a far. As she got closer she could slowly start making out features.

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