[hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/g0xn9Cmh/tumblr-inline-p1oaglo-Bji1rifr4k-540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda nodded at Kiera. It was really crazy - even for demigod standards. She couldn't think of a time in history when the Romans had come to Camp Half-blood without an act of war immediately proceeding it. The two groups rarely got along, they were usually fighting and bickering - and besides, the Romans were annoying as hell. They were all uptight, stuffy, and had weird military fetishes. [color=a187be]"Yeah, this is all fucking bonkers,"[/color] she agreed. [color=a187be]"Wonder how long it'll be till the Romans take this place back."[/color]

	It would be amusing to have the Romans living with them for a little while, from a pure comedic standpoint, but Leda didn't look forward to the idea of the Romans hanging around forever. She technically was getting close to the point where she'd more or less age out, as she would be technically starting her senior year, but even that felt so silly and weird to think about. Camp Half-blood was her home. She couldn't just walk away from that, especially since it was one of the only safe places in the world for demigods - well, the only safe place now really with Camp Jupiter destroyed. 	[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/vHVW2Pds/original.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Argo III
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	They were out of range now. They had lost everything. Nancy blinked back a few tears, trying to keep her composure as she stared into the distance, looking at the green flames licking the sky. New Rome had stood strong for centuries, protecting Roman demigods and training them to work as a unit to accomplish amazing things. A heavy sense of guilt and failure rested on Nancy's shoulders. She wouldn't be remember as the praetor who had kept the Legion alive - she'd be remembered as the one who let New Rome burn, an unwilling modern day Nero. She was shaken out of her thoughts by the little dragon that landed on her shoulder - the one she had named Joanie. [color=#9370DB]"I don't have any food for you,"[/color] she told the dragon, before sighing. [color=#9370DB]"I'll look soon, okay? I need to check on someone first."[/color]

	She imagined the dragon was pouting, as she went to the infirmary to see Madalyne and knelt down next to her friend. Mads had gone through too much in the last twenty four hours and she didn't doubt the physical toll it was taking on her had to be extreme. The werewolf stuff was one thing, using her magic to protect them against an army of monsters was another. [color=#9370DB]"Hey, don't quit on me just yet, okay?"[/color] Nancy urged gently, putting a hand on Madalyne's shoulder. [color=#9370DB]"We've still got more to do."[/color] She then turned, looking at Niah. [color=#9370DB]"And you, everything okay?"[/color] she then asked, her eyebrows furrowed with concern for her other best friend.