[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] Train
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy shook her head slightly at Joanie's antics, as the dragon picked up Demetri and then dropped him from the top of the car to the floor. It reminded her of how some animals might drop a coconut to attempt to smash it open. Joanie then settled back to her perch on Nancy's shoulder. Demetri didn't seem to be damaged, so Nancy didn't really care. The roar though, Nancy cared more about that. She rose to her feet and drew her twin daggers to her hands, the celestial bronze glinting slightly from the train car's light. 

	Demetri, ever the scaredy cat, came bounding back over. 	

	[color=#9370DB]"Minotaur. [i]Deos[/i],"[/color] Nancy said, cursing in Latin. The train was probably one of the worst places to fight the Minotaur. The narrow halls would make it difficult to dodge, but it also meant it would be almost impossible for the Minotaur to turn around, especially once it had gained some speed. Nancy bit her lip for a moment, thinking. If they could get the Minotaur to build up speed and somehow open the rear exit of the last car, the Minotaur would run itself off of the train and hit the tracks. But with all the civilians around... 

	[color=#9370DB]"Here's what I'm thinking we do. He's already grody as shit when it comes to making turns in an open space, here on a train, it'll be only harder. Someone acts as bait more or less, drawing him forward, and the others attack from the sides. If Janelle can get in there and put him to sleep, we might have a chance. My other idea is to get him to run himself off of the train, via the back or front exits. Basically, we use the space to our advantage and his disadvantage."[/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] Under the Sea
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda was keeping her ears plugged, not going to risk letting an inch of siren song come through. She knew that it wasn't 100% soundproof, but she also knew that sound carried differently through water than it did in air, so maybe it would be more effective than she thought. More sirens were gathering and Leda didn't move her fingers an inch - if anything, she shoved them into her ears further. Rupturing her eardrum or something by accident was a far better fate than being eaten alive by sirens. 

	She wasn't quite sure what Kiera had said - or Sera, really - but the hippocampi started moving in a direction away from the sirens. It seemed like the situation was deescalating. It was somewhat impressive - and bold - for sirens to target not one but two children of Poseidon. [color=a187be]"Fucking losers, mates,"[/color] Leda said, shaking her head. She was confident none of them were getting hurt, which made this a big swing and a miss for the sirens. Though that's how things tended to go in most stories about them...