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Wednesday waited until lights out before making her way to Thea's dorm. The witch had her own dorm after her roommate had switched out towards the beginning of the year out of fear of the witch — just like every other roommate she had.
Not that Thea minded all that much, she'd much prefer to have her own room, her own space, and in this case it worked to the pairs advantage, giving them a place to talk alone without being heard.
Luckily Enid was already sound asleep by the time the braided haired girl left, making her way through the hallway quietly. Stopping in front of Thea's door and knocking once lightly. It didn't take long before the door opened, letting the girl in.
The witch's room had piles of books everywhere, some of them fiction and some of them spell books. She had black curtains draped across the window, she had a dark grey couch that matched her grey bedding.
"Welcome to my sanctuary." The redhead laughed as she watched Wednesday look around, inspecting each nook and cranny of the room.
"Far less colourful than I expected, I like it." She made her way to to the girls desk, sitting down on the dark purple office chair — one of the only splashes of color the room had.
The witch sat on the corner of the desk seeing as the clairvoyant took the chair. Watching the girl take out the piece of paper they had gotten from Rowan.
Placing it down under the light, examining every pencil line, every scribble and each detail.
"This seriously makes zero sense." Thea's eyes stayed still on the page, her finger tracing the rim of it, feeling the unevenness of how it was ripped.
"We need to find where he got this page, and see what the other half is." The black haired girl picked up the paper, observing the flames behind the drawn version of her — granting Thea a new angle of it.
"Wednesday." The witch spoke quickly, taking hold of the girls hand that held the paper and moving it towards the lamp.
"Top right corner, see that?" She removed her hand from Wednesday's softly and pointed at the faint logo showing.
The seated girl traced the logo, feeling the way it was embossed into the page. The faded flower petals with a scull in the center, along with the phases of the moon along the top.
"Do you recognize this?" Wednesdays eyes gazed up to the redheads without blinking.
"Never seen it before." She spoke quietly, mentally scolding herself for not recognizing what it meant. She thought despite loving her solitude, that maybe if she had invested more of her time here at nevermore trying to make friends maybe she'd know what it meant. Regardless to the fact that even if she did try and reach out, no one came within a few feet of her.
"We can check the library in the morning?" Thea ran her fingers through her hair, her gaze going downwards to match Wednesday's that hadn't moved from the girl sitting on the desk.
"There's no better time than now." The dark haired girl stood up, she knew she wouldn't have to convince Thea to 'break the rules' as she was the one that broke them prior to the clairvoyants arrival.
Thea shrugged hopping off from the desk, it's not like she feared getting caught, and something about sneaking around the school after curfew with Wednesday seemed amusing, something she hadn't realized the black haired girl felt the same toward her.
Before Wednesday could be within reach of the doorknob, the witch flung her wrist and the door opened itself, the dark haired girl turning back to see Thea's hand out in front of her — doing the same motion to close and lock said door.
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The walk to the library took slightly longer than it should, due to the fact that Ms.Thornhill seemed to be lurking the halls — the pair assuming for what could only be night watch for the students.
After lurking in the shadows and cutting corners quickly they found themselves in the library. Both of them feeling a sense of accomplishment and thrill. It seemed that all the pair did was sneak around, as they did merely a week ago in Jericho.
Each of them taking a section of the bookshelves, trying to find anything that could have something remotely similar to the logo on the corner of the page.
They grazed along book after book for almost an hour before they figured there was nothing in the library which could help them. Which only made them come to one conclusion.
"Clearly whatever this logo means, it does not want to be found." Thea ran her fingers along the bookcase, still mindlessly searching as she spoke.
"Then how would Rowan get it?" Wednesday backed away from the bookcase she was near and dug in her pocket to grab the piece of paper.
"None of this makes sense." Thea chimed in, not understanding how any of this was happening. How they saw Rowan die, how he had that drawing, why Wednesday was drawn and why she was an accomplice for something she didn't even know.
If the witch was smart she'd stay away from the braided haired girl, not get tangled into a mess she didn't know how to clean, yet here she stood, in knee deep with no intention with giving up on the emotionless girl now across from her, hoping that maybe she appreciated the company.
