[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/55b16b359fc9e5f77d103afe675b349c/tumblr_inline_n2c7gaYqj61s2djns.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Lotus Hotel and Casino 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Nancy tried to remind herself that they needed Cassian to come with them. It was a struggle. 

	He was clearly either under the Hotel's charms or under the sway of his own innate delusions, it was difficult to say. Or perhaps it was the influence of his friends - [i]Empousai[/i]. Trivia's children. She tried not to look for traces of Mads in their faces, as one of them took Cassian hostage, backing away - the other then doing something to entrance Kristin. She tried not to have flashes of Mads' imagined death, of her resurrection in Tartarus as a monster, as her features morphed from her own until her hair was fire and her leg had shifted, until she looked [i]exactly[/i] like the monsters before her. She really tried. She tried to only feel her anger, her rage, her hate - to shove aside all other emotions. 

	The fight had broken out quickly, everyone trading blows - and Janelle even managing to put some to sleep. Nancy called her imperial gold twin daggers to her hands, giving them a slight twirl before going in for blood. 

[hider=Roll Request]Nancy is going to stab the Empousai and send them to Tartarus, please[/hider][hr][hr][center][h3][color=a187be][b]🌈👻 Leda Storm 👻🌈[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/24d233203ba177eff60c84345d385502/tumblr_inline_p1oaitQ5YD1rifr4k_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Tartarus 
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Leda raised an eyebrow, appraising Mads' temporary outfit. Had this been Drag Race, she would've been lip syncing tonight in her opinion. But she kept that comment to herself, making a mental note to tell Kiera later - and then it occurred to her... There wouldn't be a later. Her shoulders slumped slightly, as the weight of loss made itself known. She was [i]dead[/i]. She'd died a hero's death, the glory she always had wanted and yet... all she really wanted was to be back at camp with Kiera, to have her girlfriend in her arms, safe and sound. She realized in that moment that she had never wanted to be a demigod, not really. 

	[color=a187be]"Gross,"[/color] Leda muttered, giving the furs Mads had passed her a sniff. But she didn't want to find out what happened when a ghost died in Tartarus, so she slipped them around herself, even as it made her want to gag. [color=a187be]"I think I died? Not sure why I ended up here, Mum's got some explaining to do."[/color] She said it all casually, like she was remarking on the weather, and not trying to explain why a non-monster had died and gone to Tartarus. But it was the only way Leda knew how to cope with this - to just breathe and flow. [color=a187be]"What about you? Rabid dog bit ya?"[/color]