[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Leda Storm[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/BQmLm116/a8143220bde15b2cb8c100dc96b4e080.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Fire Pit[hr][hr][/center]	Leda crinkled her nose in disgust as Kristin asked her about duck face pictures. [color=a187be]"Hell no. My mom's not Aphrodite, remember? I don't do dumb shit like that."[/color] She liked taking the occasional selfie with her camera, sure, but it was more of a hipster thing than anything else. Duck faces didn't really fall into her carefully crafted aesthetic. Of course, she could imagine Kristin making duck faces with Zeke. The two of them were so annoying, she had to wonder why Apollo, a god of [i]prophecy[/i], hadn't foreseen that this trio might not work out. Of course, she figured this might just be his source of godly entertainment. He probably was sadistic. 

	[color=a187be]"Let's get a lift from Argus to Manhattan and then steal something flashy,"[/color] Leda suggested. Sure, they could have gone with one of the camp cars but she couldn't help but imagine them taking a mustang or something for a spin. It would be so much cool to do some real grand theft auto. And if they completely destroyed a stolen car, they wouldn't need to awkwardly tell the camp staff about why the car never came back. Sure, she figured they wouldn't care but if pressed, she might resort to that explanation as to what thievery was more fun.