<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/34/cd/c8/34cdc821d1efebb46d7a941e19b7762c.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">JD</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Mean Streets Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>World Traveler Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Zeus' Bastard Daughter Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised [ ] Bruised [ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>On a boat motherfucker<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<hr/><br/>JD didn't give the guy much mind at first.  She focused on pushing levers and turning wheels until the boat was moving in the direction she needed it to go.  She had a mission to do, and when JD set her mind to accomplish something, there was very little that could distract her or dissuade her.  Still though, when someone began pulling stars from the sky, one had to pay attention.<br/><br/>"Look, I'm not sure who your<em>dad</em>is but<em>my</em>dad is some deadbeat from Anaheim."  She said with wry contempt.   When he brought up the way the storm seemed wrong, JD stared at it and knew what he meant.  She could feel it on the wind and knew he was right.   When then the Centaur appeared she was gobsmacked, not to mention squeezed by how much bulk the horse-sized man took up!<br/><br/>She crossed her arms, "Well, whoever this 'dad' is you can tell him I'm just find on my own, thank you very much!"  She said to the man who had yet to introduce himself.<br/><br/>"Look, Byron, or Chiron, or whatever your name is:  I've got a job to do.  The two of you are welcome to come along for the ride and pitch me on whatever it is you're selling on the way."