[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] Ancient Greek [hr][hr][/center]	Rebecca hit her palm against her forehead, seeing Demetri blatantly ignore her request and attack again. She understood that it was a steep learning curve as a new demigod, but how hard could it really be to listen to directions? She watched as he then flew off in the direction of the illusion. Maybe he was trying to fix his mistake. The only problem was that Demetri would have to turn around and rejoin them eventually. He couldn't actually commit to protecting the illusion indefinitely. [color=silver]"για την αγάπη του Δία,"[/color] she cursed in ancient Greek. Andy's praise only helped to lessen the sting slightly. She couldn't help but notice that Arthur seemed to be having a moment of crisis. 	

	[color=silver]"I manipulated the Mist so that way the creatures would see us fleeing in the opposite direction,"[/color] Rebecca explained to Jason succinctly. Most people were confused when it came to the various ways the Mist operated - it was both a force of illusions, but also a source of magical powers and might. [color=silver]"It was foolish to attack in the first place. We deserve to be killed by the dragons. It was not our quarrel and we made it so."[/color] Luckily though, the remaining dragon had been fooled by the illusion, chasing after it. It was just a question as to whether or not Demetri could make it back safely. 

	She closed her spell book securely, still focusing on the illusion - until she was caught entirely by surprise. A portal of sorts had appeared out of nowhere, depicting the lodgings of Circe. Her entire being was positively vibrating with excitement, nerves, regret, and longing. Rebecca's fatal flaw was the call of the void - the urge when standing at an edge to jump into the abyss. She approached the portal almost like she was sleepwalking, seeing the ticket to everything she had wanted in life. Part of her wanted to justify it to everyone, to point out that it must have been of cosmic importance and that it would connect back to the larger mission. 

	[color=silver]"Arthur, Andy.... Jason... Accept your true nature and you will find peace,"[/color] Rebecca said. She was facing away from the portal. [color=silver]"I must see this through."[/color] It was an emotional crossroads - her destiny or her friends. But in order to become an immortal sorceress, she had to accept that her friends would likely die and go to Hades one day. 

	Rebecca took one last look at them all, before she stepped backward and fell through the portal, vanishing. [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
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda couldn't say she was exactly surprised. She snorted slightly as Rebecca fell through the portal, chasing the dream of hers. Rebecca couldn't resist the dark arts, that was mostly why the two of them had broken up. The goth aesthetic was cute, but knowing that Rebecca didn't mind ritual sacrifice was a dealbreaker. [color=a187be]"Can't say I didn't see that one coming, luv,"[/color] she murmured to Kiera. [color=a187be]"I guess one day we'll get a quest from the Oracle to go put her down."[/color] Not all demigods were good after all - and technically, Rebecca was a demititan. A small portion of Leda was angry at the situation, but she didn't know why. She didn't like Rebecca that way anymore. She shouldn't have cared that Rebecca bailed on them and left - maybe that was the source of her anger. Did she feel abandoned? Betrayed? Left behind?

	There wasn't time for this sort of emotional whiplash though. She wasn't too sure that the dragon wouldn't turn around and start chasing them. She was pretty sure that with Rebecca gone, her spell wasn't going to hold up much longer. Leda rolled her wrist slightly, getting ready for a sword fight with a flying lizard. Her life was so weird, but she did love the moments where she could just kill monsters like an absolute badass. [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] Uber
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] Strategy [hr][hr][/center]	[color=#9370DB]"You act like our [i]religion[/i] isn't [i]reality[/i],"[/color] Nancy commented a bit sharply. [color=#9370DB]"Maybe the schools in Vegas were shit, but none of my textbooks mentioned these cults being [i]right[/i] about the nature of the world and all. As for the family bit... Well, if I see my mother again, I'd like to put a cigarette out in her eye."[/color] She didn't have any living mortal family as far as she was aware. She was pretty certain her mother had to be dead by now, especially given the life she had led. Her only family came from her father's divine side - for instance, Emily was her first cousin. She shifted uncomfortably as Emily brought up the powers she inherited from Bacchus. 

	Once Madalyne gave her portion of the plan, Nancy chimed in to elaborate further. The two of them were so in sync sometimes they finished each other's sentences after all. [color=#9370DB]"Marco and Niah are Team Tricking Atlas Into Making an Oath, Mads and Waves can do their magic stuff to make sure no one else sees us, and... erm, Emily and I will be the muscle. Kicking ass. Looking cool. All that rad stuff."[/color] When the Uber came to a halt, she scooted on out and stretched out her limbs. Roman armor wasn't always the most comfortable stuff for a car ride. She fell into step next to Madalyne, beginning the hike.