[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: Camp Store
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda smirked slightly as Kiera asked how they'd keep warm. It was a perfect question - and a perfect set up. [color=a187be]"Some people bring sleeping bags anyways. But for us... We could always, I dunno, snuggle to keep warm,"[/color] Leda said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders a bit. [color=a187be]"In the name of survival and keeping hot, of course."[/color] She then winked slightly. If Kiera wanted to bring a sleeping bag, that was fine by her - she just felt like it'd probably end up being torn to pieces. There was usually something they could take shelter in anyways and worst case scenario, cuddling was always an option. 

	[color=a187be]"Your backpack is rather ratty,"[/color] Leda agreed, thinking for a moment. [color=a187be]"Erm, maybe a toothbrush and toothpaste? Although I assume you have those already. I like to have them since I get super annoyed by bad breath, even if it's my own. Just makes the air taste bad, y'know?"[/color] she confessed. [color=a187be]"Water bottle?"[/color] she then suggested. It was getting to the point where Leda felt they had the essentials and anything else now was just little extras that Kiera might find nice to have. Leda was a bit utilitarian in her attitudes about packing, not wanting to carry dead weight - but maybe Kiera wouldn't mind a little extra weight in her backpack if it meant she had more supplies. 	[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: Roman Side of Camp 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	[color=#9370DB]"Maybe the Greek enchantments aren't as great as they claim,"[/color] Nancy suggested somewhat bitterly. The Greek Camp was poorly organized and run by the god of madness, so it was pretty much emblematic of chaos and disorder - the very opposite of what Camp Jupiter and New Rome had been. It almost was like adding salt to the fresh wound, knowing that the Greek Camp was still alive and thriving, whereas New Rome had fallen. It didn't matter how much they had prepared and trained. It had all been meaningless. Apparently all they had needed to do was sing [i]campfire songs[/i] and make [i]S'mores[/i]. Nancy took a forceful, deep breath. She didn't need to start going into a rant about what was and wasn't fair. 

	Nancy's eyes flashed with anger, as she was about to give Leandra another punch - only for Madalyne to tell her to stop and even little Joanie nuzzled her. [color=#9370DB]"Fine,"[/color] she practically growled - again, her anger was directed at 'Leandra' not at her friends. She took a few breaths, but they didn't do anything to stop the fire inside of her. It was like trying to take a few deep breaths to extinguish the sun - it didn't work. She could dim the light slightly, but the flames continued. Her anger kept on threatening to boil over. [color=#9370DB]"Aren't there some children of Pluto? We could ask one of them to come take a look at her - but I also feel like any time we spend on Leandra is wasted,"[/color] Nancy confessed.