[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/W3g42crG/tumblr-pkkvhg-Pe-V71vmjs6wo3-500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] RV Camp - Atlanta, Georgia 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda was a bit surprised that Zeke was competent enough to change a diaper without smearing feces all over himself. The naiad reminded her a bit of some of the Apollo campers, with her blonde hair. If her eyes had been a startling grey, she could have passed for one of Kristin's siblings. The naiad seemed more than annoyed at taking the cyclops, but at least she relented and Leda thanked her lucky stars. [color=a187be]"Fucking ace. You're the best,"[/color] Leda told the naiad. [color=a187be]"His name is Heracles."[/color] She tried to think of something they could give the naiad as a thanks, but she didn't really have anything on her that she could give away. 

	Her stomach growled and Leda had to hold back a yawn, not really wanting to do anything to upset the naiad. The naiad was a teenager and probably wouldn't have any problems just going back into the pond and ditching them with Heracles. After this, she was hoping they could find some place that had juicy red meat on the menu - she was craving a burger - and maybe the sort of fries that tasted just ambrosia.