[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Leda Storm[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/MZDnMn6H/tumblr-p29z2h-Qs-TY1w3wci0o4-500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Outside Cabin Nine[hr][hr][/center]	[color=a187be]"I am nice!"[/color] Leda protested, giggling at Mary. [color=a187be]"I could have said that you were an ugly sloth - now [i]that[/i] would be rude. At least turtles are cute,"[/color] she pointed out to her, unknowingly almost echoing Mary's own train of thought, with the exception of the snails. She then had to hold back the urge to make a comment as they were told that the GPS was very accurate - but she couldn't help it. [color=a187be]"You know, usually if you have to say something is very accurate, there's something wrong with it - it's like putting a sign in a restaurant that says [i]Good Food![/i]"[/color] Her feet were twitching a bit, seemingly moving rapidly enough that the image would blur if someone didn't look at them too closely. She was already getting bored of all of this talking and just wanted to get on with it more or less. 

	Taking the reins of her own chariot, Leda flipped Zeke off with her other hand. [color=a187be]"I guess that makes sense. You are a huge negative, after all,"[/color] she said, baiting him back a little bit. She fiddled for a moment before pressing the GPS tracking and taking off into the air. This was a race and she couldn't help but be a bit competitive. [color=a187be]"Hey Mom - if you can hear me, you should slow these losers down,"[/color] Leda muttered to herself, debating whether or not it would be considered counter productive to ram her chariot against the others and knock them out of the sky.