[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/fbjDf03P/811f468296e2c205d4b5d19d5d6c0b9ff7745b0e-00.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy nodded, panting a bit herself. [color=#9370DB]"Work on your upper body strength,"[/color] she reminded Niah cheekily, even though she was fairly certain it was something they could all use a little more work on. She was [i]definitely[/i] going to have to lobby for more climbing in the War Games. If they were this winded after scaling the mountain, she didn't want to imagine how the poor probatios would have done. While she was a centurion for the First Cohort, she really cared about making sure that everyone in the Legion was safe. The Legion had saved her from the Lotus Hotel and Casino - they were her family, it was the least she could do. 

	Nancy searched through her pockets for a moment, before producing what more or less looked like a flask. [color=#9370DB]"It's not water, but it's nectar,"[/color] she offered. She figured for the purposes of getting Mads' throat to not feel like sandpaper, it would probably do the trick - they were both liquids, right? And plus, a little nectar couldn't hurt after what they'd all just gone through.