[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] Daggers [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy made quick work of the Minotaur, stabbing it with her twin Celestial Bronze daggers. The Minotaur collapsed into a pile of dust, leaving its horns behind. Ordinarily, the trophy went to the person who had delivered the killing blow - but Nancy didn't feel right claiming them. Instead, she picked up the two horns. [color=#9370DB]"Janelle, I'm giving you one of the trophies - one of the horns,"[/color] she said, before placing a horn gently in Janelle's hand. [color=#9370DB]"Try not to stab me with it."[/color] Janelle had been the one to really fell the Minotaur - but she couldn't have done it without Demetri's distraction. Nancy then held up the other horn to Demetri. 

	[color=#9370DB]"Also going to ask that you don't stab me with this,"[/color] she requested. She had more faith in Janelle when it came to not accidentally killing her anyways. If either of them didn't want it, Nancy figured she'd give it to Joanie - Joanie could use a good chew toy anyways. As much as Nancy found it cute when Joanie nibbled on her hair, it probably wasn't good for her hair in the long run. Nancy peered up and down the train corridor, and nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary anymore. It was all back to normal. Well, except for the panicking mortals. 

	Nancy pursed her lips. It would probably be in their best interest to get off of this train and out of sight. But they had already spent so much (of Janelle's) money to get these tickets. [color=#9370DB]"[i]Cacas[/i],"[/color] Nancy cursed. She had been hoping the Mist would encourage all of them to start vibing and just ignoring what had happened. [color=#9370DB]"Unless you all are really into the idea of talking with the police, we're going to need to make ourselves scarce, pronto."[/color] She wished Mads had been there - she could've used the Mist to calm all the mortals down.[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 raised an eyebrow, at Kiera's proposal that she'd just have to carry her around in order to test her speed. [color=a187be]"Believe it or not, but carrying you [i]does[/i] slow me down - so we would just have a lower limit to my speed, not a max,"[/color] Leda argued. She was happy though to have Kiera's arm around her. She liked the physical show of affection, even something as simple as this. Hercules then prompted them to go and Leda followed along with the rest, going up into the palace, past the merpeople acting as guards, and eventually into what must've been Poseidon's war room. 

	[color=a187be]"Bloody hell... Your dad is [i]fit[/i],"[/color] Leda couldn't help but blurt, slightly mesmerized by Poseidon's abs. She couldn't help herself, though. Gods and goddesses tended to make themselves incredibly hot - and Leda, being bisexual, couldn't help but appreciate all of them. Though, she did feel a little bad about blurting that out in front of Kiera. [color=a187be]"Not as hot as you, 'course, babes,"[/color] she added in a whisper. She would've said it louder, but she was mildly afraid Poseidon would turn her into a piece of coral or something.