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 Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:30 pm
Mnemosyne Moneta (Not sounding impatient... POST!)) ((I did! Chillax! I got booted off so I had to wait for my mom to finish up. Sorry about that.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:40 pm
 xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsYou are making me smileShe caught it back, and pushed it back into her pocket. She looked around, making sure that it didn't crush in her pocket. She brushed a strand of hair from her face. "Do you have a weapon in mind?"she asked him with a smirk."I can pretty much do 'em all." His last comment made him laugh. "My father is the god of forgery fire, I'm not that powerful. And anyways, you could use you're wind powers to stop the blast, or make it go someplace else." she told him."Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 4:59 pm
 ••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »"Have something in mind?" Gabe reiterated, saying it aloud to make sure he heard correctly. "Are...you asking me if I want a weapon?" he asked to make sure he understood her correctly.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:12 pm
xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsYou are making me smile"It's what most people ask for when it comes to talking to me."she said. She did hand movements as she talked. "Heeeeeeyyyyy Lyra.....? Would you make me a sword, pretty pwease...?"she said in a girly tone. She took a few steps, and made muscle movements. "Yo, Lyra! I need some more armor, yeah!"she said in a manly tone. She smiled happily, stepping close to him with a limp. "Do you want one?"she asked him, a small flame in her eyes."Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:21 pm
••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »Gabriel laughed at Lyra's impersonations of different campers coming to her to ask for something to be forged. He looked up at her with a small smile. "Well, I could use a quick sword upgrade, to be honest. Nothing too big, just a few tweaks." he reluctantly explained to her. He reached deeply into his pocket and pulled out one of his rings then proceeded to place it on his finger. In a whip and whirl of blue light, an icy blade stood before him firmly held in his hand."Now, I know that cold isn't your favorite thing to work with, in fact I would have a hard time believe you have handled cold weapons in the past, but would you mind? I'll pay you back if you accept." he held the sword out on its side so that Lyra could grip the handle and examine it.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:57 pm
xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsYou are making me smileShe held it in her hand, and rubbed the cold feeling. She closed her eyes for awhile, then opened them once more to smile at Gabe. "This sword has been touched by winter itself. Given by Boreas."she said, and felt around the hilt and blade. She opened her eyes, and smiled. "I can do it, sharpen and maybe add something I found in a dusty box in the armory.she told him. "For free. I don't get paid for the job.""Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 6:16 pm
••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »Gabe raised his eyebrows as Lyra examined Frostmourne.
"Really? You think you can work with it? Awesome. Thanks Lyra." he exhaulted, walking over to her to shake her hand. He then thought for a minute and then turned his head to her. "You sure? I'll gladly pay you for working on it. It's not a big deal for me, I can get some from my account. he tried to persuade Lyra to accepting his payment for working on his sword.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 4:03 am
xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsYou are making me smile"It's fine! Do you get paid for being a Boreas kid? I only accept money from the gods, when it comes to my work."she told him, and turned his hand. Shaking it, she shivered slightly. It was cold, indeed. But her hands were harsh and oily, and she hoped that he didn't mind with shaking it. "And anyways, I've been dying to use something from the Argonauts.""Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 12:04 pm
••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »"Point taken. Alright, fair enough." he replied upon hearing Lyra's comment about being paid. He never truly thought about it that way."Well, I'm glad I could fulfill that dying will of yours." he added laughing a bit. As he took up her hand, he could feel the oil rub off onto his palm and her hands were rather cracked and hard for a girl. Though he thought it was only natural for most Hephaestus children, he didn't want to whip off the oil onto his shirt and anger Lyra. He then thought for a moment and asked Lyra, "Just curious, do you want me to stop by a few days from now or do you want to head over to my cabin and let me know when its finished?" He didn't want to rush her to get it done, after all, she did accept a weapon from a child of Boreas.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:23 am
 Jenny walked in. "Um.... are you, Lyra?" she asked, holding her broken dagger, behind her back.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 12:14 pm
xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsYou are making me smileShe pivoted on her foot, and walked towards the armory. "When it's ready, it'll get to you."she told him, but found herself staring at a raven haired female. "Um, yes I am. I'm the main blacksmith. Though you probably know that by the fact you have a broken dagger behind you."she sighed. "Isn't Gabby at the armory, now?"she asked her. The Hephaestus cabin had shifts."Sing, clear-voiced Mousa, of Hephaistos famed for inventions (klytometis). With bright-eyed Athene he taught men glorious crafts throughout the world,--men who before used to dwell caves in the mountains like wild beasts. But now that they have learned crafts through Hephaistos the famed worker (klytotekhnes), easily they live a peaceful life in their own houses the whole year round. Be gracious, Hephaistos, and grant me success and prosperity!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 12:40 pm
••gαвяιєℓ кιиgѕтσи•• >>..Old Boreas and the sun, one day
Espied a traveller on his way,
Whose dress did happily provide
Against whatever might betide...>> »"Oh, alright then." Gabe replied. He waved to Lyra as he turned to head back to his cabin. "Thanks again, Lyra. I'll talk to you later." He started up in a brisk walk towards the camp.
S o n O f B o r e a s . .
. . . . . I W i l l N o t F a d e . . .
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 3:35 pm
"Erm...." Jenny blushed. "Nah, i asked some people for a blacksmith and they pointed at the forsets, and said go look for Lyra."
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 3:53 pm
(Find her in the armory, it'll help)
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:02 pm
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