[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: Beach
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy was glad to see the other groups away from her. She didn't want to talk to people right now. She was making an exception for Zeke, as they had become somewhat close, and he deserved to have this information. Nancy pet Joanie's nose, appreciating the intuitive nature of the tiny dragon. She still felt shattered, but slowly, Nancy was pulling the pieces back together. Each breath came a little bit easier. The vividness of the trauma of the Hotel was beginning to dim bit by bit, moment by moment, breath by breath. [color=#9370DB]"I'm okay, girl,"[/color] she murmured to her dragon. 

	She then saw Zeke coming up the beach - and she shattered again, realizing that he wasn't alone. She should have asked for Mads and Niah to send him alone. All of her walls and defenses shot up, like a suit of emotional armor had been crafted around her, something that Nancy could hide inside. She stood up from where she had been sitting and remained still, her body tense, her posture rigid - even as she wanted to flip the world off and just leave all of this behind. Nancy's eyes narrowed as Zeke approached, his stance hard and his words cutting. 

	[i]Fine. He could go fucking die for all I care[/i]. [color=#9370DB]"You're going to the - the hotel. With him,"[/color] her eyes darted to Demetri. [color=#9370DB]"Try not to die,"[/color] Nancy then turned around and started walking off in a huff, not really knowing what directions she was going or what she had in mind, but she felt like a raw and aching wound. She knew she should've told Zeke more. But with a stranger there, Nancy's guard went up. And this was a prophecy that required her to reflect and dwell on the most traumatic events of her life. [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: the Arena
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda's eyes widened, as Cassian displayed an ability she hadn't thought him capable of. She almost looked around to see if any Hecate kids were around, getting revenge on her for dumping Rebecca last year. [color=a187be]"What the bloody hell..."[/color] Leda murmured, fascinated - but also angry to see a sword held in the distance between them. [color=a187be]"That's cheating, mate. Impressive. How'd you do it? I doubt Mr. D would toss a power like that to one of his kids,"[/color] Leda asked. She considered using her superspeed to actually kick him in the ass and send him flying, but they really couldn't spend all day fighting. And a draw or stalemate, Leda supposed, would have to be good enough. She'd need to figure out a way to counter whatever sort of magic tricks he had anyways. 

	Leda then tossed him back his bow, her sword in its necklace form around her neck. She smirked a bit as Cassian marveled at her speed. [color=a187be]"Thanks, I'm the fastest kid of Iris or Hermes here at camp,"[/color] she boasted - and it wasn't a lie. Leda was the fastest of all her siblings - at least, of the ones she had met. It was possible there was another sibling of hers out in the world who was faster, but Leda sincerely doubted it. And there was no way she could believe a Hermes kid beating her. [color=a187be]"Tam's the only one who comes close."[/color]