[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/28T5x2tn/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - the Galley
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] Mystiokinesis [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca positively beamed, seeing the doughnut appear on the table. Not very many were successful in manipulating the Mist on their first attempt, especially if they were not descended from the Triple Goddess. Perhaps Andy's mother was a daughter of Hecate - she made a mental note to investigate that possible connection later. [color=silver]"You're a natural, Andy,"[/color] Rebecca praised. Arthur struggled with it and she felt a pang of sympathy for him. Most of those skilled with the Mist [i]did[/i] tend to be women - hence all of the lore regarding witches. [color=silver]"It's hard to explain it in plain terms... The Mist is a force that surrounds us, it is ever present... much like the Force in Star Wars,"[/color] she thought. 

	[color=silver]"It's very much about your intuition and instincts, your inner self, almost reaching a point where your unconsciousness and consciousness meet,"[/color] she tried to explain. [color=silver]"I'm afraid this is probably getting more confusing... But again, begin from creating illusions that your victims wish to see. For example, I would love to see a pretty necklace with a moon pendant. Perhaps Andy wants to see the game of Life. Lauryn may wish to see some shiny new tools."[/color]

	She thought for a moment as Lauryn requested that she make a puppy appear. Maybe an addition demonstration was what they needed - at any rate, she had hoped to also use this time to teach Arthur about necromancy. Rebecca closed her eyes and concentrated, willing the Mist to change and form a three headed puppy. At first, nothing happened - the Mist was fickle. She relaxed and allowed her mind to go into a place on the edge of fury and serenity. A gorgeous [url=https://i.redd.it/3uvceyeclfy31.jpg]three headed puppy[/url] then appeared in her hands, each head looking around excitedly. [color=silver]"Aww, he's rather cute,"[/color] Rebecca murmured, smiling down at the dog. [color=silver]"Hello, little one."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/brg07WSD/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - Upper Deck
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda snickered softly at Kiera's astute observation. [color=a187be]"Romans are awfully full of it - acting like they're all [i]that[/i] when they're the living embodiment of that meme about copying someone else's work and just changing it up slightly,"[/color] she whispered back to Kiera. She didn't use a cell phone, she stayed at Camp Half-blood year round, but the Hermes kids tended to make sure everyone was informed on the latest memes. The Romans all looked incredibly tense from what she could tell, though that was probably just their default mode. Everything was always military [i]this[/i], war [i]that[/i], completely boring in her opinion. She preferred the more free style approach to life of the Greeks. [color=a187be]"Brilliant, we'll land outside of NRC,"[/color] Leda abbreviated, NRC standing for [i]New Rome City[/i] of course. She did it entirely on purpose to annoy the Senate. 	

	However, she did [i]not[/i] expect the brutal screaming fest by the brunette with the purple cloak. With a temper like that, Leda could easily imagine her as a daughter of Ares - or Mars, she supposed - but her body was too petite and delicate. She was super cute though, with a poof haircut that reminded Leda of Stranger Things. Admittedly, Leda adored the drama of it all. She wanted to know and see more. What had the blonde girl done to make the brunette so angry? From the rant, it seemed like it had to do with the prophecy. The other girl in the purple cloak seemed a lot more calm. [color=a187be]"So, is now a bad time to chat or... should we ring back later?"[/color] Leda asked. 

	She [i]really[/i] wanted to see the little blonde girl lose her head too. This was the most entertainment she'd had in ages. [hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/J7fyx8Bj/nan.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] New Rome - the Senate House
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Every hero had a fatal flaw - something that if they did not hold in check would surely get them killed. For some, this was pride, the belief that they could do anything better than anyone, even the gods. Others were so loyal to their friends that they would sacrifice the world to save them. Nancy's fatal flaw was ugly - [i]anger[/i]. There was always a level of rage simmering inside of her, but whenever she was truly set off, whenever she erupted, it would get vicious and cruel [i]fast[/i]. She had a temper to match Bruce Banner's. 

	She shouldn't have exploded at Leandra - especially not in front of the Greeks. But Nancy wasn't able to control her fatal flaw. Not only was Leandra advocating for the endangerment of Camp Jupiter under the guise of maintaining the day to day wellbeing of the legion, she also had insulted Nancy repeatedly. [color=#9370DB]"Leandra Lovelace, daughter of Cupid, Centurion of the Fourth Cohort,"[/color] Nancy began, her voice with a dangerous edge to it. Had this been a cartoon, steam would have been pouring out of her ears. [color=#9370DB]"You want to talk about having a Camp Jupiter to come back to? Then let's talk. We convene the Senate every three days to talk about the day to day well being of Camp Jupiter, New Rome, and the Legion. If your proposed budget cuts are so dire in importance that they [i]must[/i] be talked about at the freaking emergency session of the Senate regarding a WORLD ENDING PROPHECY then why didn't you bring them up earlier today? Or the previous meeting? No, I think that they only came to mind now because you wish to undermine my authority as praetor. [i]You[/i] were not elected praetor. I was. Deal with it. And if [i]you[/i] really believe these budget cuts are key to talk about, then fine, let's talk about them. Let's waste our time for deciphering this prophecy. Every member of the Legion who falls, when their loved ones ask why we weren't more prepared for this, I'll be sure to tell them that BUDGET CUTS had to be discussed during the FREAKING APOCALYPSE SENATE SESSION!"[/color] Nancy roared. Her hands were curled into fists, her knuckles bright white.