[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/55b16b359fc9e5f77d103afe675b349c/tumblr_inline_n2c7gaYqj61s2djns.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Lotus Hotel and Casino 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy was rocking back and forth, hugging her knees to her chest as she sobbed in the closet. No one had come after her, that she knew of. That was fine. Preferable, even. She had fallen to pieces, weak and vulnerable. She breathed in the scents of the cleaning products and once she could cry no more, she stared into the wood grain of the door. How had she thought she could do this - what had possessed her to leave behind the Legion, to travel to the place of her waking nightmares? They needed her, the Legion. These people didn't need her. She couldn't protect them. She was useless, worse than useless really. 

	Dimly, she was aware of Joanie's familiar weight on her shoulders. She turned her head, reaching out and touching Joanie with a shaking head. And when she turned her head away again, facing the door once more, she noticed something that hadn't been there moments before. Instinctively, she knew that it was from Apollo - from her father. It was a pair of headphones and an old cassette player, complete with a mixtape. She picked it up carefully, studying it and barely comprehending the words, as the letters danced around, but she picked out a few of her favorite songs. 

	She hugged it to her chest and she wept.