[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/fbjDf03P/811f468296e2c205d4b5d19d5d6c0b9ff7745b0e-00.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Amtrak - Fargo, North Dakota
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	The Mist and Nancy were [i]not[/i] friends. No matter how much she tried, scrunching her face up, she couldn't make anything appear. At one point she thought she had managed to make something happen, only for it to have been someone discretely smoking a few seats over from them. She had eventually just given up on it, more or less telling Madalyne that she would just need to rely on her for any and all Mist related incidents in the future. She couldn't get the Mist to do what she wanted and Nancy didn't see a point in trying and failing at it forever. She had plenty of gifts and curses after all, she didn't really need another one.

	She got off the train at Fargo with the others, yawning a bit as she stretched out her legs and rolled her wrists some until they went [i]pop![/i], releasing pent of tension. [color=#9370DB]"It's on the other side of town,"[/color] Nancy recalled. [color=#9370DB]"Is Fargo a big city? I hope not... If it is, we might want to [i]borrow[/i] some bikes or something to make things go a bit faster."[/color] Her stomach growled as well. Maybe after they stole from the cyclops, they'd be able to grab a bite to eat as well. And a shower. Nancy was pretty sure they all were starting to smell at this point and there was only so much travel sized deodorant could do.