[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: Arena
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda hadn't noticed the fighting going on, largely because she had been focused on finding snacks for the kids and the singing around the campfire was rather noisy. She perked up ever so slightly at that. It wasn't that Leda was happy drama was going on - okay, well, maybe she was a [i]little[/i] bit happy. Breaking up a fight (or just full on participating in one) was going to be way more fun than singing some songs anyways. And it would be a good warm up for her before the quest. Her fingers were just itching for a good fight. She spotted Jason taking part in the action, which didn't surprise her - the kids of Ares were always trigger happy. 

	Arthur decided to put a dark spin on the conversation - trying to determine who was going to take care of Chocolate during the quest. [color=a187be]"Right behind ya, luv,"[/color] Leda said, before heading off after Kiera towards the scene. Jace was there and something clearly had come over him, as he knocked Kiera to the ground. Smoke would've been coming out of Leda's ears if they were in a cartoon and Jace was lucky that one of the gingers seemingly put him to sleep. Leda reached into her bag, pulling out an ambrosia square, and she offered it to Kiera. [color=a187be]"I'll kill the wanker next time,"[/color] she promised.  [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: Senate Tent -> Arena
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy just smirked ever so slightly at Madalyne's question as to whether or not she was a vampire. If she survived long enough to join the Hunt, she at least would have the immortality in common with the creatures of the night. However, she pulled a face as Mads admitted she'd be [i]entertained[/i] by hearing the Greeks sing. [color=#9370DB]"I'd rather stick a lit candle in my ear,"[/color] Nancy countered. Her father was the god of music, but that didn't mean Nancy enjoyed hearing a bunch of out of tune children screaming campfire songs on the eve before a horrific quest was set to begin. At least a second later, Mads seemed to have retracted her statement, now thankfully calling the songs annoying. 

	She did raise an eyebrow as Niah mentioned she was saving that information for consideration. Niah hadn't put her name forward for being praetor, she had suggested someone else - and now she was thinking about how to deliver punishments? Maybe she was more interested in one day having the job than Nancy had initially realized. They left the senate tent and made their way to the arena, and Nancy snorted slightly, taking in the scene. Something had [i]definitely[/i] happened. [color=#9370DB]"Radical,"[/color] she said with an eye roll.