[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 shrugged slightly at Janelle's thanks, not realizing in the moment that it was a response imperceptible to Janelle. Her mind was too focused on the impending danger of being dragged into a mortal prison, or at the very least being held for questioning. Who knew what the mortals had seen through the Mist, but Nancy could take a guess that it hadn't been legal. Zeke was naturally preoccupied with healing the Bacchus child - Nancy privately agreed with his sentiment that they ought to have let him just pass out. If he wasn't conscious, then he couldn't use his powers, and Nancy would be able to let her guard down ever so slightly...

	She raised an eyebrow, as Demi insisted she deserved something as well. [color=#9370DB]"No, I don't. Janelle and yourself beat the beast. I just slit his throat,"[/color] she explained. It was why she had given both Janelle and Demetri the spoils - she hadn't earned them. They had. It wasn't an olive branch or a peace offering, it wasn't a vote of confidence in the Greeks, it was pure practicality. Had Nancy felt she had earned the Minotaur horns, she would've kept them both. 

	[color=#9370DB]"And what is your track record again with successful and maintained transformations? Remind me?"[/color] Nancy said somewhat snippily. She could just see Demetri turning into a horse midway through flight, and all of them falling to their deaths. She moved back to the original car with the others, a bit annoyed as no one else seemed to grasp the situation. [color=#9370DB]"Look, if we stay in this train car, the mortals clearly saw [i]something[/i]. They'll phone the police. They'll be at the next station we pull into. And unless one of you can spontaneously manipulate the Mist to convince them to [i]not[/i] do that, we'll be derailed - literally. Everyone on this car will be taken into custody and questioned."[/color]

	Her gaze fell on Janelle though, as something occurred to her. [color=#9370DB]"Janelle, have you ever been able to manipulate the Mist? You can do things with dreams, right? Maybe it'll translate. If you could convince everyone on the train that they just had a grody ass day terror and everything is fine... that might work."[/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 had to resist the urge to point out that there were very few physical features demigods actually inherited from their parents. Kiera's hotness was all her own. Though, the storms in her eyes? Leda was positive those were from Poseidon. No mortal girl had eyes like those, eyes so deep and cataclysmic that Leda just got lost in them oh so easily... The god himself then seemed to notice them, thanks to Hercules' interjection, as he shrunk down to the size of an average mortal man and approached the group. For obvious reasons, his attention went right to his daughters. 

	When Kiera introduced her to Poseidon as her girlfriend, a sudden worry of being smited for dating Poseidon's daughter flashed through her. Luckily, he didn't seem to be in an overprotective dad sort of mood. [color=a187be]"It's smashing to meet you. I'm a big fan of your work - the oceans are bloody brilliant, just gorgeous,"[/color] Leda said earnestly, uncertain if she ought to do a curtsey or something else. She'd never met one of the Big Three before. The hair on the back of her neck was standing straight up. Sera seemed to be nervous as well, but she really didn't have a reason to be. Poseidon didn't have a rep for killing his kids - not like some other gods...