Herbert
Location: Calliope's bedroom in Heph's home 
Who: Hestia and Calliope
Darrel
***The loud clanging of metal against metal rung all throughout the forge, the sound quieter the further one was from it. Calliope was up in her bedroom inside her father's home, frantically cleaning up. Her room had been a mess, with her busy working and dealing with her newfound schoolwork. Clothes littered all along the floor, her homework scattered on her desk with her new textbooks. It was a disaster, but she was managing to clean up the bedroom quickly. She threw her clothes in her hamper, and then rearranged her desk to look nice. She had a fairly large bedroom, big enough for her to have a little library area right next to her large window. A large bookshelf sat right by it, with two chairs in the corner so she could comfortably read.*** 

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***Since she met her father, their relationship had improved exponentially from their first meeting. It took some time, but she feels she can trust him now. It wasn't to say she didn't harbor some negativity towards him, sometimes his abandonment of her mother got to her. She understood why... But she wished he had stayed with her. She couldn't change the past, so she simply had to learn to move on from this. One thing Calliope did notice was his affections for someone new, Hestia. She didn't know too much about the goddess, other than the little things she was able to pick up on. For the sake of her father though, she would try to get to know her better. Callie did like her, she just needed to know a bit more before she truly made her judgements. It was one of the reasons she invited Hestia, to try and bond with her. Yet also so they could enjoy books together.***

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***Calliope was often on the shy side of things. She had a very small circle of friends back home, but here in Olympian she didn't have many. She had acquaintances, sure, but she lacked in friends. Her demeanor made it difficult, but she didn't know how to socialize so effortlessly. She always felt awkward, or like she was far too boring to ever entertain. However, Callie felt a comfort around Hestia, As if she didn't need to worry about these things, it was a refreshing feeling.*** 

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***The young demigod finally had her room all fixed up, thankfully she refilled her little snack cart days before this so they may have things to munch on and drink. She needed this to be perfect, the nervousness settling in. In a way she wanted Hestia to like her, not only for her father's happiness but to have someone to call a friend. After all... She would be like a step mother to her if things went down that path. She took a seat on her bed now, anxiously awaiting her arrival. She wasn't sure where her father was, surely in the forge. She expected they would talk a bit first before Hestia came up to see her. Callie made sure to dress comfortably today, her blonde hair tied up in a messy bun with a scrunchie. Her clothing was a matching shorts and tank top set in a light purple color, and on her feet she wore her favorite indoor shoes. Her green eyes did a once over of her bedroom, ensuring nothing was out of place or looked filthy.***
Buford
``The flame goddess was on her way to meet with Calliope, for a book-reading session. After kindling a similar love of reading in their first (proper) meeting, the two had agreed to meet to continue to spark that passion together. It would seem that Hestia was growing closer to the family of the forge in all facets, & she was certainly happy about that.

If Hestia saw the true state of Callie's room, she would've certainly been shocked for a second. Her own room was by no means the cleanest, compared to the other places she kept, but it was probably decently clean compared to Callie's. Then again, it would be clear where the demigod got her fondness for clutter from, given a certain forge God's messiness.

Hestia initially attempted to converse with Callie out of respect. Seeing how Hestia was growing ever closer to the Forge God, Hephaestus, and how Callie was his daughter, it was only kind to try and grow closer to her. But, after finding out their shared love of literature, it was pretty clear that the easiest way to do that, was to indulge in this shared love a bit more.

She would briskly walk through the busy hearth, giving a friendly head nod to the workers (& maybe a longer look at Hephaestus, if he was around), before quickly waking over to where she believed Callie's room to be. In her arms, were a stack of old, well maintained novels that she thought Callie might enjoy skimming over. They were mainly sappy romance novels, of amateur quality, that was certain to get some laughs out. However, she did have some better books as well, which they could sort through.

In an attempt to be more casual, she would arrive in one of the outfits Aurora gave her. She swapped from the dutiful white himation & yellow shawl, to the loose white satin dress that her champion bought her. Boldly, she also decided to wear the red heels that came with them, punctuating her steps in both sound, & balance.``

*She would knock on the door to Callie's room, poking her head in* "Callie, dear? I do apologise if I am late. I wanted to practice walking in these heels Aurora got me, but I fear it may have made me slow to a crawl" *She would giggle, as she looked in at the demigod.*