[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] Van
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy was a little bit surprised when Zeke asked her if she could draw. Had anyone else asked, she might've chewed them out about that being a tired old cliché for seers, and that she wasn't interested in playing the role of an augur or an oracle. [color=#9370DB]"Nah, everything I tried just turns out like chickenshit,"[/color] Nancy answered with a shrug. [color=#9370DB]"I dance though. And sing. Not just to make people's heads explode, though that's fun too."[/color] She smirked ever so slightly. 

	It would've been easy for Nancy to hate singing and dancing because of her mother - but that form of artistic expression always felt liberating to her. She could communicate her emotions and thoughts so much more effectively when she was belting, she could move her body to a rhythm all of her own. Drawing had just never really clicked for her. She absentmindedly rubbed on one of Joanie's ears affectionately. [color=#9370DB]"I'm assuming you draw - that's pretty rad. If you're good at it, of course."[/color][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] NYC - Pier Area
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	[color=a187be]"The entire cab smells like someone took a bloody awful wank in here,"[/color] Leda added, wrinkling her nose in disgust. [color=a187be]"Or a shit. That too."[/color] The more she thought about the smell, the worse it became - to the point that she was surprised it hadn't wafted out at them when the doors opened up as the cab picked them up in the first place. Leda couldn't help but wonder if the Mist was capable of masking up smells as well as sights - it was the only explanation that made sense to her. 

	When they got back to the area they had almost been abducted in, Leda paused to take in their surroundings. There were prisoners in chains being forced to unload trucks, as other cyclopses supervised the work. One of the prisoners Leda recognized - little baby Hercules, only he wasn't a baby anymore. [color=a187be]"Hmm. How about you make a big watery mess, get all of their attention? And Arthur, think you could get people off those chains? I can then be speedy and stab the monsters in the back. It'll be risky but I think we could tag team it."[/color] They didn't really have very long that they could talk though - eventually some of the cyclopses would be curious as to why their cab was back and no one was leaving.