<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/mvmpyHp.png)<br/>Leslie (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2301745)<br/>Wounds: 0  <br/>Hero Points: 2<br/>Conditions: None<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Eventual Hero mode</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.imgur.com/4EAI3E6.jpg)</div></div></div>"How can-" Leslie cut herself off from asking a stupid question. If Harmonia had a god as her mom, then super strength made sense. "Got it."<br/><br/>She shrugged, feeling the cloth of her top pull a bit. Leslie grabbed the bottom edge and pulled, experimentally, only to find that several threads snapped from a light tug. Just how tight her jeans were was suddenly much more noticeable. "That's gonna be important."<br/><br/>"Holy shit," She went wide eyed at Hua's spell. "That was awesome." A table rattle from slamming a hand down, almost tipping it over, was another reminder that she needed to be a lot more careful now. "Don't worry, no broken table here."<br/><br/>At the end though... that stung even by proxy.<br/><br/>Leslie very carefully patted Zofia's shoulder. "I don't think it was something you said..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The battle was chaotic and without any powers that would let her notice things, Leslie focused on the enemies in front of her. Their bullets bounced off of her while her sword smashed whatever weapons they had away. She could feel something else building too, an idea.<br/><br/>Then the sky was torn open.<br/><br/>"Holy shit," She gaped, standing down as soon as the scenario finished.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A chance to get changed was incredible after all of the sweat from the fight. Normally locker rooms were just somewhere you went... that was a little different considering just how different all of the others looked compared to staying online. Leslie was used to being one of the hottest girls around, but she could barely keep her eyes off Harmonia and the rest also were, at worst, about the same. They hadn't really gotten around to talking about any of that, so she kept herself occupied with showering and not perving on her friends.<br/><br/>Amalia joined her just before the first rinse.<br/><br/>"Sure thing, just give me a moment to get my hair." Leslie bent over so it fell down and ran the water from the base of her head all the way up.<br/><br/>"The room? It was like a dream or a movie?" Leslie paused. "Kinda like watching someone's life on fast forward. Then a lot of timeskips..." She described exactly what was there, no reason to lie. "Yours sounds kinda scary, no offense. Is that why you weren't as... excited ? Because of the vision?"<br/><br/>After a bit of a chat, she poked her head out of the curtain. "I've been able to make stuff like bracelets for a while, but nothing like this... Thought my parents didn't know... No idea when they did find out."<br/><br/>"I'd bet there's some big company secret surrounding it. You know, for why they didn't tell us."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>At the hotel, Leslie was in conjured clothing, so she didn't need to worry about accidentally breaking it. The game of choice though... "None of them are using a sword right." The form was so bad and... well she night be able o attack with a backflip<em>now</em>, but that wouldn't be right.<br/><br/>Then the opportunity of the night came up. Leslie plopped herself down next to Zofia, "After what they just put us through, I want a warning about tomorrow..."<br/><br/>She took a moment to think...<br/><br/>"But if it's some weird orgy, we're gonna find some way to drink enough to forget tonight."