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 Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:07 pm
§Μεясєdєѕ Яσdяiguєz§ §Dαughtεя σf Hεяαklεs§  I smiled "We gonna drop that of at my cabin first then look around?" I asked walking toward him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:12 pm
Henry smiled and nodded. "Yep. Say, after we're finished looking around, you want to do something else? Like, a movie at my cabin? We've got tons of movies and flat screens."
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:16 pm
§Μεясєdєѕ Яσdяiguєz§ §Dαughtεя σf Hεяαklεs§ I smiled even brighter. "Yeah. Sounds cool." I said. "Want me to take the sword? It is for my cabin, anyway."
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:17 pm
Henry smiled. "It's heavy. No need to waste your strength." He laughed and began to walk out.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:22 pm
§Μεясєdєѕ Яσdяiguєz§ §Dαughtεя σf Hεяαklεs§ I rolled my eyes and fallowed Henry out. ((We just go straight to the Ares cabin or what?))
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 6:18 pm
 Gabbi•Maria•LoganDaughter•of•Hephaestus
The•Lame•Blacksmith>>Gabbi walked into the armory, which was the only place, besides The Hephaestus cabin, where she really felt at home. For a moment, her closed her eyes, and took in the smell of burning coals, and metal. Gabbi was so comfortable in the heat. Then, Gabbi opened her eyes, and pulled an apron over her dirty, orange, camp half-blood t-shirt. Gabbi picked up her mallet, and was lost in working on a new sheild in no time flat.╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
If you want a friend you have to be a friend.
If you want Love you have to earn it.
If you want Happiness you have to look for it.
It you want Talent you have to work for it.
What goes around, comes around my friend,
And half the time it will smack you in the face while your not looking.
This is my philosophy.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 7:40 pm
I walked into the armory needing better arrows. I started to make arrows and a new bow. I looked around. Everyone was more skilled than me but they looked like Hephaestus's kids so I wasn't suprised. I made vines metal vines all around all of my bows and arrows now to repersent Dionysus.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:48 am
Gabbi•Maria•LoganDaughter•of•Hephaestus
The•Lame•Blacksmith>>Gabbi watched as a boy walked into the armory, and start working on a fairley simple bow, and arrows. She smiled for a moment, thinking that maybe she wasn't going to be alone the whole time she was here, but then Gabbi looked down at her sheild. A corner had been melted wrongly when she had looked away. So Gabbi just sighed and started working on rounding out that corner again.╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
If you want a friend you have to be a friend.
If you want Love you have to earn it.
If you want Happiness you have to look for it.
It you want Talent you have to work for it.
What goes around, comes around my friend,
And half the time it will smack you in the face while your not looking.
This is my philosophy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 3:21 pm
"You okay?" I asked looking at a girl who had just sighed. I saw that her shield looked a little messed up at a corner. I felt bad for her. I finished my new bow and was now making my arrows.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:28 pm
Gabbi•Maria•LoganDaughter•of•Hephaestus
The•Lame•Blacksmith>>Gabbi looked up, a bit suprised to be talked to. "Oh. . .Uhh. . .I'm fine," she managed. Gabbi was never good with people. To could talk a bit in her own cabin, with people more like her, but she had never been good at talking to anyone, outside of her little safe-bubble of blacksmiths and Hephaestus kids.╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
If you want a friend you have to be a friend.
If you want Love you have to earn it.
If you want Happiness you have to look for it.
It you want Talent you have to work for it.
What goes around, comes around my friend,
And half the time it will smack you in the face while your not looking.
This is my philosophy.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 5:32 pm
"Hi. I'm Seth, the son of Dionysus. Your name is?" I asked. I got pretty lonely in the cabin by myself and needed friends badly so I wouldn't go mad.
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Posted: Tue Apr 20, 2010 9:49 pm
I finished working on my arrows and put them in my quiver. I looked at the girl and smiled. "I hope to see you soon." I said to her while leaving with my brand new simple bow and arrows.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 12:47 pm
Gabbi•Maria•LoganDaughter•of•Hephaestus
The•Lame•Blacksmith>>Gabbi was about to answer the boy when he cut her off and left. Wow, that was rude, Gabbi thought, but shrugged it off, finally finishing her sheild. As she hung up her apron, she startin wondering, where she should go now. The beach, nah water isn't my forte. Possibly the woods, or the arena. The arena sounds interesting, but I don't feel like sparring, I'll go back to my cabin. she thought. Gabbi put her mallet on a hook on her belt and touched the hilt of her sword as she left the armory.╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
If you want a friend you have to be a friend.
If you want Love you have to earn it.
If you want Happiness you have to look for it.
It you want Talent you have to work for it.
What goes around, comes around my friend,
And half the time it will smack you in the face while your not looking.
This is my philosophy.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 2:41 pm
 xxxxxxxxxx✗xxＬxxчxxяxxɑxxＪxxɵxxηxxεxxsI am busy making swords!Walking past her sister, carrying Gabe's sword, she placed it down onto a bench. It would have been awesome if he could have seen her do magic, but she did work better alone. All of her old friends, her half-cousin Kevin, Adonia, and even the son of Hades, Gabe, had been known that she preferred working by herself. She dumped her sweater near the door, allowing it to get dirty. She got some gloves, found her mallet, and put on an apron. Placing the gloves on the bench near the sword, she walked to the back room, where she looked through blueprint after blueprint. The back room was probably where all the Athena kids dumped all of their old blueprints. Which wasn't necessarily bad. Not at all. She loved how tight this place was, and how she could just stay in there for a few hours, looking over blueprint over blueprint. Some were quite valuable. Just a few weeks ago had her father finally given her what she had wanted.
The ship Argo's blueprints.
Which had been what Beckendorf had wanted for years. The children of the smith god had tried ever so constantly to get some of any blueprints of the Argo. Either the ship, some weapons used, or maybe something from Medea she might have left behind. Hephaestus smuggled it to Lemnos and kept it there. Only after a sneaking from a paid son of Hermes, did the ninth cabin find out about what their father was hiding. And they loved this, and begged for some blueprints. Lyra, with some help of some cyclops, had created something that was worthy of a whole box of Argo stuff. Making small versions of the Argo, and also some other weapons used by the heroes, she had stumbled on something she didn't really think she would find. A small documentation from the children of the north wind, the Boreads. Flipping through, the pages felt like ice. But she found a key component. Something, she knew, would make Gabe's sword stronger. She found the journal, found the direct page, and started getting to work.
What she always did first was put on gloves. The raspy feeling of the cloth ran as she put them on. She loved the feeling, and smiled as she had been put back to where she belonged. In the armory, creating. She held up the sword delicately, and stared at what she could do. One, she could sharpen it. It seemed lame. She laughed inside, lame joke. Lyra could also make the hilt less wobbly. A better way of fighting. She took off the hilt with some difficulty, and found the hilt was far to big for the blade. Unfortunate, as it was wonderfully crafted. She looked back at the blade, and then at the hilt, and wondered if there was really something she could do. She took the Hephaestus cabin's favorite thing to use, no, second, super glue. Duct tape was their favorite. She used it to stick with the hilt, made sure it stuck on, and cooled it inside some water. Lyra wiped her brow, and walked to the sharpening center. She turned the wheel on, and with such delicacy, sharpened it. Sparks flew up into her eyes and face, but she was used to it.
Once sharpened, she walked back to the journal. Reading it off over and over again, she nodded after the fourth time. She took off her glove, and ran her fingers on the blade. Cold, but not as icy as the journal. She needed some touch of Boreas, it was loosing it's cool. She put the blade on the page, hoping some connection would happen. None. Cursing under her breath, Lyra sighed. She would need something better. She walked back to the back of the armory, where she held some important things. How do flame swords get their flames? In the hold. Walking to the end of the back, she found some ice giant blood. Medea and her ways. As they were ice giants, she would hope they had some connection with the god. And, with the strength, they could probably make the blade stronger. What some potions could do. That's why Jason kept winning things. And why she hadn't allowed her brother to dump out Medea's spell book they found. From experience, it was far to valuable.
All done, she smiled at her masterpiece. She dumped her gloves on the table, and hung up her apron. Smelling the warm air of the armory once more, she put a cover on the blade. She didn't want it to suffer during the walk to the Boreas cabin. Lyra took off her books, to slip into some more comfortable running shoes. Like she did run. Locking up the armory, she didn't expect others to need it, she walked towards the North Wind cabin.
(See, that's a good post)"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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