[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 Ground -> Upper Deck
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca returned the salute that the undead soldiers gave her, smiling at them. [color=silver]"Go in peace,"[/color] she bade them. They crumpled into dust and returned to the ground from whence they had come. The storm had largely subsided, without the Anemoi Thuellai to fuel it. She could feel the angry spirits moving around some in the contraption she had on her back and she wondered how quickly they could stir up a new storm if released. [color=silver]"Thank you for partnering with me, Marygold. You're a formidable warrior with the makings of a sorceress."[/color] Demeter and Hecate were rather close deities. And of course, Rebecca expected that Marygold would excel at herbalism and potion-making due to her talents with plants. 

	She frowned ever so slightly, seeing Kiera kiss Leda on the cheek. She felt a tinge of anger deep in her stomach, the emotion shocking Rebecca. She and Leda had ended things amicably. She had performed a cord cutting ritual as well, to ensure that there wouldn't be any remaining ill feelings. And as for public displays of affection, Rebecca never minded them. Yet she couldn't shake the sour feeling from seeing the daughter of Poseidon kiss her ex-girlfriend. She climbed up the rope ladder and set her canister of spirits by the others. She then pointedly went back over by Marygold, trying to clear her thoughts slightly. 

	[color=silver]"How are you faring, Marygold?"[/color][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 - the Ground -> Upper Deck
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda accepted Kiera's hand, getting back up to her feet. Her shoes were securely tied, but the battle was pretty much over by now anyways. She was pretty chuffed with how she had done, adding a few more monsters to her kill list. Marysas the Satyr was probably the most famous thing she had killed with her sword, Ultraviolet. She only regretted slightly slaying him, since he had been an [i]amazing[/i] breakdancer, enough to put Zeke to shame (which she had loved). [color=a187be]"Thanks, it was rather smashing,"[/color] Leda agreed. [color=a187be]"You weren't too shabby yourself, mate."[/color]

	She blushed ever so slightly as Kiera kissed her on the cheek, but she was beaming with pride. Not only had she killed a bunch of monsters and gotten to burn off some restless energy, she also got a kiss from a cute girl. Even having her ex-girlfriend, Rebecca, just a few feet away from her wasn't enough to sour her mood. She climbed up the rope ladder and reemerged on the deck of the Argo III. She set down her container of venti-juice next to the others carefully, not wanting to find out what would happen if the containers broke and a bunch of angry venti popped out. 

	[color=a187be]"Oi, who's turn is it to do watch?"[/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 - Coffee Shop
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy raised an eyebrow, surprised to hear Waverley defending Satan's Niece, Leandra. Most of the Senate didn't even really like Leandra. The other praetor for the Fourth Cohort also didn't really jive with her from what Nancy could tell. Though she supposed that Waverley was naive enough that maybe she had fallen for Leandra's Hero of the People act. [color=#9370DB]"If I didn't think she'd do it, I wouldn't have said it,"[/color] she told Waverley a bit harshly. [color=#9370DB]"All she cares about is undermining my authority because my dad is Apollo. She wants power for her own sake. Don't let her fool you into thinking there's anything philanthropic about it. That bitch is grody to the max."[/color]	

	She made sure that she had finished every last drop of her drink, before somewhat reluctantly rising from her seat. The Senate Building was probably her least favorite place in all of New Rome (her favorite being the shrine to her aunt, Diana, on Temple Hill - or the coffee shop. It was a toss up). At the very least, they shouldn't need to have too long of a meeting. She wanted to hit the ground running, find out what they could from Atlas, and face this nightmare of a prophecy head on. Running away and hiding behind budgetary meetings wasn't going to solve their problems. [color=#9370DB]"I'd rather someone gag me with a spoon than go on a date. Just seems like a waste of time and energy. Monsters to slay, places to see, and all that jazz,"[/color] she told Marco.