[hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈 Leda Storm 🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/97b8c553cbb195c7ea49cc44e8711ccc/tumblr_inline_p1oageaqHl1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Armory 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda tilted her head at the armor Kiera had found. It wasn't really her taste - namely since it was barely better than boob armor. [color=a187be]"If you aren't a fan of your limbs, then it's great luv,"[/color] she said sarcastically. [color=a187be]"I do like the tiara. That part's dope. The rest just seems a bit more like it's for being sexy than staying alive."[/color] They were going on a dangerous quest after all with an ominous prophecy - she didn't want to see Kiera die because her shoulders were bare during a fight. She smirked a bit at Kiera's offer to try it on in front of her. [color=a187be]"Sure, but that's proving my point luv - this armor is for sex, not fighting. Although I guess to some people those are the same thing, innit?"[/color]

	Of course, Leda was being a bit picky - a lot of Greek armor was designed like that, where the limbs were relatively unprotected. She supposed that it was better for freedom of movement, which she was a fan of as a speedster, but still - the thought of Kiera getting stabbed in the arm or something with a poisoned dagger made her nervous. She wanted to put a full suit of armor around her girlfriend and keep her safe - even if it wasn't nearly as sexy. 	



[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://media4.giphy.com/media/3owytRiu2nuCOHw8ZG/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Half-blood: Northern Woods -> Roman Side of Camp 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy nodded, hearing what Niah said - it would've been so neat and tidy for Niah to become praetor, and she would have loved to leave New Rome in hands that she trusted... but she couldn't deny what Niah wanted. Being a praetor was incredibly hard and unpopular, especially since it meant having to deal with Leandra on a daily basis. But more than that, she understood how Niah felt about this entire situation - things didn't necessarily look good. They seemed rather grim. Her best friend, Mads, could die... The physician's cure wasn't even guaranteed to help... And with everything going on with the gods, the future looked grim at best. [color=#9370DB]"I don't know if we'll all be okay at the end - and I don't know if we'll be together either,"[/color] Nancy admitted. 

	She was going to leave and join the Hunt at the end of all of this after all. [color=#9370DB]"But... We're okay now. And we're together now,"[/color] she finished. She didn't know how much the sentiment would help. She smiled slightly as Joanie started trying to eat her hair. [color=#9370DB]"Aww, babes, do you need to eat a brand new camper?"[/color] she said softly, before giving Joanie from scritches. She paused though, seeing Leandra sneaking out of her and Mads' tend. [color=#9370DB]"... Or how about a grade A bitch?"[/color]