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Hubert entered the forge and began making something out of metal.

"Hi", Hubert replied, continuing his work.
"Erm, just a sword", Hubert replied.
Noel walked into the place, he was amased at the size. It was like someon slowly made an ancient cavern their hide out and spent time upon time drawing and building prototypes of machinery. He saw gadgets littering one of the big tables there.
The blonde was tempted to swear in Russian.
He kept his cool, but his eyes were bright in the natural light that was shed from above. "This is so cool..." Footsteps echoed as his friend walked in as well.
The blonde was tempted to swear in Russian.
He kept his cool, but his eyes were bright in the natural light that was shed from above. "This is so cool..." Footsteps echoed as his friend walked in as well.
"I know!" Noel looked at the blue prints that were on the wall. "The hephestus kids are very lucky."
"Hyp-nos." Noel spun around and smiled, his violet eyes looked more like a deep bluey colour.

"Mmm, he's the god of sleep," he raised a brow at her action, "Oak? You're not afraid of me are you?" Noel crossed his arms in wait for her response.

"Weird..." He shrugged, "Can't say I never heard that before." He laughed when she said that he wasn't scary otherwise, "Oh, thanks." He looked over the table and saw the gadgets. "The Ares kids really have the hephestus kids working don't they...?" He saw what looked like an unfinished blade. He didn't touch it.
With hephestus kids, you never really know.
With hephestus kids, you never really know.

"Well-" Noel scratched the back of his head, "It's kind of working both ways. The Ares kids have the hephestus kids make them weapons, and in turn, the hephestus kids get practise, and well," Noel shrugged, "And maybe the Ares kids won;t bother them as much."

Briar wrote: "((Do u guys mind if I join in? I'm bored.))"
((Yeah, sure ^^))
"Yeah... the Ares kids aren't the nicest people." He smiled, "Or at least the ones I've met."
He shifted his shoulder, remembering that time.
The blonde walked to another table and gasped, "Woah!" He took up a gadget that looked like it belonged in a James Bond movie. "Look at this!" He did a spy pose.
((Yeah, sure ^^))
"Yeah... the Ares kids aren't the nicest people." He smiled, "Or at least the ones I've met."
He shifted his shoulder, remembering that time.
The blonde walked to another table and gasped, "Woah!" He took up a gadget that looked like it belonged in a James Bond movie. "Look at this!" He did a spy pose.

"They really worked hard on these." Thaat was one thing that he liked about them, they were honest working people.
Then again... The ones I've met.
He lookd at the blue prints wihtout touching them, not wanting to damage someone's work.
Then again... The ones I've met.
He lookd at the blue prints wihtout touching them, not wanting to damage someone's work.

"You'd think that there'd me more people here." He walked away from the blue prints and walked up to something that was covered with what looked like a bed sheet; he didn't look under it but he did spot something that lookd like the old version of his dagger when it morphed. He went over to it.
Noel examined the drawing, he was sure that it was his dagger, he was wrong. It looked like it though.
He sighed. Guess I have to work this out on my own...
He looked back to Oak, "Sorry to ask, but, do you know anyone who is a hephestus kid?"
Noel didn't neccasarily like when he said that, whoever's kid is whoever's kid.
He sighed. Guess I have to work this out on my own...
He looked back to Oak, "Sorry to ask, but, do you know anyone who is a hephestus kid?"
Noel didn't neccasarily like when he said that, whoever's kid is whoever's kid.
He saw the look on her face, "Hey, it's ok." He patted her shoulder, "I just wanted them to ask them something..."
((What do you think we should do?))
Noel put his hand in his pocket to feel if the knife was still there. This time it was his watch.
Noel put his hand in his pocket to feel if the knife was still there. This time it was his watch.
((You think Noel should touch something and faint?))
Noel looked back at the place he stood when he was looking at the blueprint for a dagger.
It really did look something like mine...
The boy looked up at the girl, "Oh, right!" He slapped his forehead, "I forgot... I had go do something..." e smiled apologetically, "I have to go, I'll make it up to you later!"
With that the boy was gone.
It really did look something like mine...
The boy looked up at the girl, "Oh, right!" He slapped his forehead, "I forgot... I had go do something..." e smiled apologetically, "I have to go, I'll make it up to you later!"
With that the boy was gone.
Reyna watched the Vulc-Hephaestus kids forge whatever they were forging; it was peaceful just watching them work; you never got this atmosphere in her home.
Rita came in, by this time the forge wasn't empty, but it was very roomy. The other kids were leaving for diner. The hispanic walked in and took the large wrapped piece of metal and sets it up on a table. Crowded with other unfinished gagets and plans, Rita worked.

Rita saw a new person walk in and smiled, though she kept her hands busy on the strange metal she found. It was a pale yellow color.
"Rita." The girl stopped to stretch, "Nice to meet you."
"Wel, I'm not sure, " the girl laughed, "I haven't been claimed yet."
"Yep." Rita's dark hsir was tied up in a ponytail as it got hot in this palce. She wore a simple white marina and some cargo shorts. She put her boots to the side in exchsnge for bare feet. She liked the feel of the col floor, at least her feet were cool if not the rest of her sweaty body. She turned from her metal and wiped her hands with a rag. Grease a girl's best friend. "So, how are you," she smiled, "what is an Athena kid doing here?"

"Well, do you want me to teach you how to make something simple?" Rita smiled, her dark eyes laughing,"I don,t believe in that whole, 'I can't make anything' business. Everyone can make something<\i>."