[center][h1][color=yellow]Kristin Reynolds[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Manhattan, Greyhound Station, New York
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Kristin flopped herself down in the back seat, choosing to pick a window seat for herself and started to take off her backpack, she lightly touched where the manticore's spikes had hit her. Luckily the nectar kicked in pretty quickly, otherwise she'd be in a whole lot of pain and probably passed out for several hours as well. Kristin looked towards Leda for a moment, she certainly wouldn't mind playing a game to pass the time pretty quickly. [color=yellow]"I'd be down."[/color] Kristin said, giving Zeke a little bit of a look for a moment when he declined to play the game and smirked a little bit. [color=yellow]"I'll go first."[/color]

[color=yellow]"Fuck, marry or kill Zeke?"[/color] Kristin asked, even though Zeke wasn't an Olympian god, she wanted to just jab a little fun at him as well since he had declined to play their little game. The bus was filled rather quickly and once everyone had boarded the bus it started to leave the Greyhound station. Zeke would feel his phone going off, with a text from Rosie, the camp's oracle usually the one to give out prophecies for quests. [quote]"So, your dad gave me a vision, which I know you already had set out for. 'A child of wisdom, healing, and the rainbow, to aide the god of medicine and music, to win a competition, must find the missing muse.'"[/quote]