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[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] In the Uber -> On the Trail
[color=A020F0][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Guitar, Singing, Musical Empathy (failed)[/center][hr][hr]
	Waverley winced when Nancy snapped at her, shrinking into herself as the sharply spoken words dug into her gut. It admittedly hurt the sensitive girl. Emotionally, of course, an important distinction to make when talking about someone who could make words physically hurt. The argument hadn't convinced Waverley that Camp Jupiter wasn't a cult, but it had convinced her that it was a subject she wanted to drop, especially when she sensed it put Emily on edge. She let Nancy have the last word, getting the feeling that the strong-willed girl was the type who preferred it that way. She didn't mind; she just wanted to move onto something else before anyone else yelled at her. Her shoulders were still shrugged up uncomfortably around her neck when Niah spoke, though whether that was from the argument or Niah's suggestion was hard to tell.

	[color=A020F0]"Uh, yeah, I don't know much about all the lore and stuff, but it seems to me that maybe purposely poking the buttons of the primordial being that holds up the world isn't such a stellar idea,"[/color] she nervously suggested. When the vehicle came to a stop and her teammates began to file out, she grabbed her luggage and followed, stopping for a moment to give the driver a wave. [color=A020F0]"Thanks so much for the ride,"[/color] she thanked, before hopping out. She set her suitcase down as soon as she was out, waiting for Niah beside Marco and Emily as the praetors began to walk. As they waited, Waverley absentmindedly plucked her strings, an unintentional habit that within seconds became a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HReha7SsnZw]melody[/url]. With the luggage, she wouldn't be able to play on the walk, so she figured she'd do her best to raise the group's spirits before they started.

[color=A020F0][center][i]"There's a road calling you to stray
Step by step, pulling you away
Under moon and star
Take the road, no matter how far
Where it leads no one ever knows
Don't look back, follow where it goes
Far beyond the sun
Take the road, wherever it runs
The road goes on, ever ever on
Hill by hill, mile by mile
Field by field, stile by stile
The road goes on, ever ever on"[/i][/center][/color]
	As Waverley sang the verse, she attempted to pour joy into it using the divine influence her music so often had on her listeners' emotions. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to take this time, with the song coming out instead as a normal (albeit well-played) rendition. It had been the first ability she'd discovered, one that she'd never really paid much mind to. After all, every song was capable of manipulating emotions. Hers were just capable of taking it to the extreme. It wasn't until she'd gotten trained by Lupa that she realized it was a supernatural ability. Even then it seemed odd. What did such an ability have to do with Trivia, the goddess of magic that Madalyne had convinced her was her mother? She was pulled out of her thoughts by Marco.

	[color=A020F0]"Uh...I guess we're supposed to be following them,"[/color] Waverley answered, using the neck of her guitar to point at Nancy and Madalyne, who'd already started walking. With that, she hoisted up her suitcase, and began to follow.