[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Leda Storm[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/kgxNymJF/db47de60ada58cc84ec65ffaf4ea66fb.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Flying![hr][hr][/center]	The little girl was eagerly chatting away and Leda couldn't help but smirk slightly that she had chosen Zeke's chariot. She had a feeling that Zeke had just gained a little sister - though the girl didn't strike her as a child of Apollo. If anything, she seemed like a kid of Hermes. The entire Hell Raising Committing? Yeah, that had Cabin Eleven written all over it. She snickered a little bit as Mary continued the piling on on Zeke. Did Leda feel for him? Yeah, it had to suck, everyone calling him names. But did she actually care? Not really. There was a difference between being empathetic and being compassionate. 

	The blonde girl with the sarcastic quips? Leda liked her. The new ginger came and got into her chariot, which Leda took as a sign that either 1) ginger thought she was cool or 2) she actually was cool. Sadly, it was more likely the former but Leda could work with that. Controlling the pegasi and trying to get their chariot to go fast, she glanced back at her companion as she asked how long she had been at camp for. [color=a187be]"Three years,"[/color] the Brit told the ginger with a slight smile. [color=a187be]"My name's Leda. Ley-[i]duh[/i]. Daughter of Iris - the Rainbow Goddess. So yeah, Pride is kinda my jam,"[/color] she had emphasized her name's pronunciation, knowing that the Americans tended to try to say Lee-[i]duh[/i] instead.