[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color] and [color=silver]✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/k4qpt7F3/Leda-Rebecca.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Camp Half-Blood - Dining Pavilion -> Ship
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda had the urge to throw something at Zeke's face. Feeling Kiera place a hand on her shoulder wasn't comforting or soothing - it only set her nerves more on fire. When she was angry in a mood like this, she just wanted to run and kick something, not be pulled in for physical comfort. The son of Zeus, the shapeshifter, turned into a cat and rubbed himself up against her. If it wasn't for the fact that Leda loved animals, she would have kicked him as far as she could. It was probably for the best that the cat ran towards the ship and started to climb up the rope ladder. She looked at her sister, Tammy, for a moment and she sighed. [color=a187be]"I'm fine, just not chuffed with all of this - I'll see you soon."[/color]

	She then climbed up the rope ladder and got onto the ship, standing not too far from Mary. [color=a187be]"Oh this is going to be bloody brilliant,"[/color] she muttered. A small part of her did want to geek out over how incredible the ship was. Another part of her wanted to flip off Chiron from her vantage point, since he could hardly reach her and drag her down for a lecture. Kiera seemed pretty bubbly about all of this and happy. Leda let out a huffy breath. [color=a187be]"Let's do the tour then!"[/color]

	Rebecca didn't need to be Leda's ex to see how bothered the speedster was - it was plain as day. She elected to remove herself from that situation, instead moving over towards the cat that needed information about the evil eye. Rebecca knelt down next to the creature and gently offered her hand for the cat to sniff, noticing that Demetri appeared to be behaving as a cat and not as a person in this form. [color=silver]"Black cats are the most beautiful,"[/color] she told him with as slight smile, before scratching him behind the ears. [color=silver]"It's quite a shame that mortals have such an aversion to them... They're disproportionately killed in shelters."[/color]

	The young witch then rose to her feet again, excited at the prospect of a tour. The ship was so large and grand that she imagined they each would have a cabin of their own. She adored her siblings, but the potential of true privacy was tempting. It would allow for her to meditate and study her magics as she pleased while on this journey. She had no doubt that she would need to do so, especially given the immense importance of their task - she didn't dare think of what might happen if they failed to reach Camp Jupiter.