[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 - Upper Deck 
[b][color=silver]Skills:[/color][/b] Mystiokinesis, Spell Casting [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca's eyes narrowed at Jason. It was clear that his problem was with her, most likely due to her mother being the one to kill a demigod that day. She wasn't entirely shocked for a child of Ares to be so thick and pigheaded. He knew so little about the world of gods and monsters, his advice to Arthur was foolish and impractical. None of them were normal. They were divine. She whispered some words under her breath, cursing Jason so that way the next time he raised his voice at someone, his nose would change to that of a pig. 

	She tilted her head, hearing a loud roar. Rebecca then averted her eyes skyward, spotting a fire breathing dragon moving through a cloud. There was the outline of another dragon, with the two of them locked in combat. Neither beast seemed to have any intent on attacking the Argo III, so Rebecca wasn't going to attack them. [color=silver]"I'll cast a protection spell, don't attack unless they attack us,"[/color] she told the others. Dragons were such majestic creatures, she would hate to send one to the pit if it was not absolutely needed. Not every monster a demigod ran into ought to be killed. She pulled out her Book of Shadows, opening to a random page. It was a magic item, a gift from her mother. The page gave a description for a protection spell and Rebecca read it quickly, before whispering the incantation in Ancient Greek as she visualized a protective bubble encasing the ship. [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 - Galley -> Upper Deck
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda groaned in disappointment as the alarm went off, indicating that something was attacking them. Demetri's question had been more tame than she would have liked. It would have been better for him to ask Mary something embarrassing, although now it looked like he was just fishing for ideas of what he could turn into in order to mess with her. [color=a187be]"We'll continue this after the heroics, yeah?"[/color] Leda asked. Hopefully the next round of questions and dares would be more fun. She then tugged down on her necklace, as the pendant transformed into her sword, Ultraviolet, and she dashed on up to the top deck. 

	She came up around the same time as Kiera and Demetri, giggling slightly as Demetri turned into a baby purple dragon. He looked a lot cuter like this. It was definitely an improvement. [color=a187be]"What's your plan, cuddle the monsters to death?"[/color] Leda teased him, unable to stop herself from snickering. She didn't make any moves to go on the attack however, since the dragons were nowhere close to her range. And while she could probably technically use her rainbow powers to fly, she had never tried that before and she wasn't about to start now. [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] Caldecott Tunnel
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy looked at her friend sympathetically. It was nice to have someone else from the 80's around at Camp Jupiter, especially since she worked with Mads so closely as her fellow praetor. Despite time still advancing in the Lotus Hotel and Casino, Nancy never really got a hang of modern technology. The arcade systems and everything hadn't changed all that much, unlike the phones. She climbed into the Uber, taking a seat next to Mads. She rolled her eyes slightly at Waverley. [color=#9370DB]"Okay, but my dear old mom didn't know what I would grow up to be. I think when you're naming a company, you should at the very least have some idea of what you're doing, so you can make something appropriate."[/color] Nancy didn't even try to make sense of the bit from Marco about virtual currency. It would just give her a headache. 

	Marco was already pulling his weight, whammying the driver with his Venus magic. Nancy just hoped that Waverley wouldn't be so lost when it came time to face the Titan. She didn't want to think about Emily's powers though, as Bacchus' domain sent a chill down her spine. The very thought of the wine god sent her back to that day in Vegas. She could almost feel the hands gripping her arms, pinning them down to her side, as another forcibly ripped her bra off. Nancy jolted slightly, realizing that her breathing had become a bit uneven and she forced a smile. [color=#9370DB]"Do you got any Joan Jett songs?"[/color] she shouted towards the driver.