[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] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca tilted her head at Andy, considering Andy's three statements. All of them seemed reasonable for a daughter of Zeus, the king of Olympus. If she had to guess, she would have gone with the lack of fear of heights as being the lie. The others were just so typical for demigods and the last one seemed to be so obviously Andy's attempt at passing off a small lie as an easily believable truth. However, her attention was quickly caught by Arthur's rapid progress with manipulating the Mist. She had heard that children of the Big Three tended to have an easier time with the Mist than others (not more than the children of Hecate, of course), but it still was a bit awesome to see. [color=silver]"Well done, Arthur!"[/color] Rebecca gushed. [color=silver]"We'll make a witch of you yet."[/color]

	The son of Ares, Jason, seemed to be more content with observing than participating. Rebecca didn't mind that. In her opinion, the children of the god of war were probably the most ill suited when it came to learning magic. Whereas Athena had some associations with magic, Ares was all about violence and brute force - none of the dedication and seriousness required for magical craft. 

	Suddenly, the room filled with a thick and heavy mist, cloaking everything like a fog. Her heart quickened its pace as she made out three figures in the mist. She instantly knew that her mother, the Queen of Witches and Ghosts, had arrived on the Argo III. The last time she had seen her mother had been that winter, when she and the other year rounders took a trip to Olympus for the Winter Solstice. With her mother present, Rebecca stood up a little straighter, trying her best to impress her. Her mother was the Goddess of Magic, her idle, and she wanted desperately to be her mother's favorite daughter. 

	She got the sense that Hecate was here with a warning, here to impart something important perhaps. [color=silver]"Mother,"[/color] Rebecca said softly. [color=silver]"We're all blessed to have you here... Everyone, this is my mother, Hecate, the Triple Goddess, Queen of Witches and Ghosts."[/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] Greek Mythology[hr][hr][/center]	Leda was smirking a little bit after the Iris Message ended. As much as she felt the Romans were a dysfunctional mess, it was nice to know that she was attractive by both Roman and Greek standards. After all, she was fairly certain that the blonde, Leandra, had been flirting with her due to that little bit about her tongue. She secretly hoped that it would make Kiera feel a little bit jealous. She started to giggle again, looking at the wheelhouse with confusion. [color=a187be]"What the bloody hell is going on in there?"[/color] she asked, shaking her head. 

	She followed Kiera without a second of hesitation, essentially moving from one source of entertainment (the Real Housewives of New Rome) to the next (A cow???). Her jaw dropped, seeing the son of Zeus underneath a cow. The cow had its front hooves crossed, looking almost angry or disappointed. She scanned the room quickly, noticing that Mary wasn't there. She then started laughing her head off as Leda put two and two together. Mary was a shapeshifter. She must have turned into a cow, probably picking it since the cow was sacred to Hera, Zeus' wife. [color=a187be]"That's fucking ace,"[/color] she cackled. [color=a187be]"Better get used to being sat on by cows, Hera's no doubt going to be gunning for ya, mate,"[/color] she advised Demetri.

	Leda could barely hold back her laughter. [color=a187be]"We made contact with the Romans - they're a rotten mess, tons of arguing with each other, real nightmare. They're making a spot for us to land outside their camp, since, well, y'know what happened the last time Greeks showed up with a flying ship named after the Argo."[/color][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]	Nancy nodded, approving of Niah's initiative to arrange emergency war games. They were going to have to drill the Legion for just about every scenario they could think of - unfortunately, her prophecy hadn't indicated what types of maneuvers would be the best, so they'd just need to be ready for everything. [color=#9370DB]"Rad. We'll definitely need one for with the Greeks. Increasing the guards and security is great, but we should also fortify, build some traps. We can rotate the cohorts through on building duty so as to not overtire anyone..."[/color] 

	Her voice had trailed off for a moment, her eyes looking at Leandra. She hated herself for what she was about to do. [color=#9370DB]"Leandra, I'm placing Alexia Fernández in charge of fortifications and traps. Your cohort will rotate through with the others until the Greeks arrive, at which point you'll be playing host... And yes, you can verbally acknowledge this order."[/color] There was one last thing that she wanted to make clear before allowing this session to end for a reconvening the next day. In her vision, the demigods had been chained up at the shrine to her father. [color=#9370DB]"I also want imperial gold weaponry stashed at the shrine to Apollo. We can't change the prophecy - the demigods will be chained there - but we can at least be prepared for it and have weapons easily accessible for cutting those chains."[/color]

	As Madalyne then motioned that they end the session for the moment, Nancy took a brief moment first. [color=#9370DB]"Madalyne and I will be available if you need us,"[/color] she told them, before raising her hand in favor of ending the session. They had a lot of work to get done. They needed to speak to Alexandra to get confirmation of the prophecy, maybe even more details. Niah had war games to plan. The cohorts would be busy building traps and fortifications. Madalyne and Nancy would need to be in deep planning, thinking of different strategies that they could employ in an attempt to survive. And of course, she had to hope that her father wouldn't mind if Nancy turned his shrine into a weapons cache. 

	[color=#9370DB]"Long live Rome."[/color]