[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/xjXLKy1x/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Cyclops Manor -  Kitchen -> Outside
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda gagged, smelling the soup the cyclops had been cooking and getting a look at it. It was utterly disgusting. She didn't even want to think about the fact that her bones could have easily ended up in there. [color=a187be]"American food. So gross,"[/color] she teased. Despite having spent a few years at camp, Leda still identified strongly with her British culture and heritage. The day her accent faded and she started referring to football as soccer would be the day she'd die. [color=a187be]"Though I don't even think Zeke would deserve to chow down on this,"[/color] she then said. She didn't like him - but she didn't completely despise him. She soon regretted that though, hearing him honking the horn and exclaiming for them to hurry up. 

	[color=a187be]"Aces!"[/color] she exclaimed, happy to hear they had a truck. It'd be easier to avoid monsters - or at least, she hoped - if they just drove themselves to Texas. Maybe after they finished the quest, Apollo would be nice and give them a lift back to camp in the Sun Chariot. [color=a187be]"Yup, got it in December. I'll drive."[/color] She was rather proud of that accomplishment. The driving test itself had been easy - the written test had nearly been her downfall. Leda had been practicing with Argus in the camp vans. She liked to think that he hadn't totally hated teaching her. [color=a187be]"Can you navigate, though? I can lend you my compass."[/color] 

	That was another thing... It was dangerous for demigods to use phones, which meant she couldn't just ask Siri for directions. Her compass ought to work, but if it needed to be fiddled with, she'd rather the person sitting shotgun do that. Leda reached into her bag and retrieved the magic item. It looked like an ordinary compass, but its enchantment worked so that way it always pointed where to go, as long as a question was asked. [color=a187be]"Here,"[/color] she said, handing it to Kristin. [color=a187be]"Don't lose it."[/color] None of the food in the kitchen looked good enough to steal or loot. 

	Leda then left the house, heading out to where Zeke was in the truck. [color=a187be]"Kristin's sitting shotgun, I'm driving. I don't care if you sit in the bed or what."[/color]