[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=silver]✨ Rebecca Eventide ✨[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/6Mvx70q.png[/img][hr][b][color=silver]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - the Galley
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca sighed slightly, but she had to concede Jason's point. It would be healthier for Arthur and Andy if they were allowed to process their grief, rather than having their memories altered. She was surprised that a child of Ares could have such wisdom and grace - perhaps she had misjudged Jason's emotional range earlier from his altercation with Demetri. [color=silver]"No, you two are right... If Arthur asks for a magical remedy, I'll give it to him... But I won't offer it."[/color] Arthur might not even have the emotional maturity to make an informed decision anyways. The daughter of Hecate sat down at one of the tables in the galley as Lauryn got up and left for the engine room, leaving her alone with Jason. She cusped her hands, before looking at Jason. 

	[color=silver]"My mother is... complicated,"[/color] she started, feeling that he was owed an explanation of sorts. [color=silver]"She's a titan. In the first war, she sided with the gods. It was in the second war that she sided against them with the Crooked One..."[/color] Rebecca's words drifted off. [color=silver]"She wasn't worshipped like the Olympians. It's relatively recent for the children of minor gods to be recognized at Camp Half-blood... She's the goddess with three faces. She isn't a force purely for good or for evil... My mother believes that everyone should forge their own path and make their own choices, even if the result may be death."[/color]

	Rebecca fell silent, not really sure what she was trying to tell Jason. Was she trying to apologize for her mother killing Mona? No. Rebecca understood what her mother did and why - and if Rebecca looked deeply within herself, she would have done the same thing in her mother's position. She would have made the display of power to demand respect. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=a187be]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/Apgx122.png[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III - Upper Deck -> Third Deck / Engineering 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Sword Fighting and Agility [hr][hr][/center]	Leda huffed slightly, annoyed with the son of Zeus again. She was fairly certain that Alannah or Lauryn had already mentioned how long their travel time was going to be - hypocritically, Leda had already forgotten that fact. It didn't stop her from being irritated with Demetri though. [color=a187be]"Yes, you have to wear a toga - it's considered rude if you don't,"[/color] she told him, trying to keep a straight face. [color=a187be]"You also have to quack five times up at the sun, spin, and then kiss the ground."[/color] She couldn't help but snicker at her own joke. She shrugged at Mary, giving her an expression that said something like [i]players gotta play[/i]. [color=a187be]"If it makes you feel any better Mary, at least Zeke isn't here."[/color]

	She then flashed the peace sign at her friend before leaving with Kiera. 

	The engineering deck was an interesting choice. Leda would have preferred to stay up on the top deck, that way she could feel the breeze as they fought. She loved open skies. [color=a187be]"I have to warn you, luv, I've been training for three years,"[/color] Leda told Kiera with a smirk. She pulled down on her pendant and it transformed into her glowing Celestial Bronze sword, Ultraviolet. Its color matched her mood. Currently, it was a playful pink. 

	Leda loved sword fighting. It also happened to be a useful skill for the modern demigod trying to stay alive, so she practiced quite a bit. She swung her sword at Kiera, hitting Kiera's blades - and in a bit of a sneaky movement, she kicked at Kiera and knocked her to the ground. Leda pointed the tip of her sword at Kiera's neck. [color=a187be]"So, whatcha gonna do, Water Girl?"[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/ggfztg9.png[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] New Rome - the Augury 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy shook her head slightly, staring at the shrine in the painting. She had no idea why there was a shrine to her father in Tartarus - all she really could figure was that it must have fallen down the pit somehow. Maybe someone had been angry with him - there was no shortage of people in Roman Mythology harmed by Apollo - and had decided to chuck the shrine down the pit. [color=#9370DB]"Maybe someone [i]yuuted[/i] it down the pit?"[/color] Nancy suggested, trying to use the lingo of the current generation. [color=#9370DB]"Tartarus is part of the Underworld, so we have to get to the Underworld first... There's an entrance somewhere in New York City we can use,"[/color] she recalled. A cross country road trip with her best friends sounded totally bitchin' - unfortunately, Leandra and a bunch of random Greek demigods would be involved as well. 

	She wished someone would gag her with a spoon. 

	Nancy put her flask away, after securely closing it. She didn't want to have nectar sloshing all over her clothes. There was so much they didn't know - why the gem was important, why there was a shrine to Apollo, and even the precise identities of all the demigods involved in this. [color=#9370DB]"Coffee sounds like a tubular idea,"[/color] she agreed. [color=#9370DB]"I say we get some grande or venti coffees, tell the Fourth Cohort Centurion that we don't need her to build traps after all and to focus on the landing pad for the Greeks. We should still do the War Games... It'll be a good distraction. And maybe we can find records somewhere of a shrine to dear old dad in Tartarus."[/color]