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Post by Alori Blaze Sullivan on Nov 6, 2010 16:30:18 GMT -5
Blaze walked into the armory "Hello, I'm looking for a Hephaestus kid. I was wondering if they could teach me make a bow and arrow." she looked unsure as she walked through the cabin. His red italian leather capris were clean, and she wore a white aeropostale tee-shirt. Her black leather boots matched her black leather jacket. She looked like a black haired-blue eyes, girl version of her father. She looked like she was ready to ride a motorcycle.
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 8, 2010 17:08:58 GMT -5
"Bow and arrow?" A cheerful blonde looks up from a map she was studying, her face smeared with grime. "I bet I can help with that. Tillie Antaie, Daughter of Hephaestus."
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2010 17:12:05 GMT -5
Dakota walked into the armory, where she knew she would find Tillie. Currently she was in wolf form.
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 8, 2010 17:13:24 GMT -5
"Hey, Dakota. Need help with somethin'?" She instantly recognizes her friend as a wolf and flashes her a smile.
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2010 17:24:18 GMT -5
With in a second she was a human again. "Hello!" she smiled. "No I just like watching you make stuff." she laughed.
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 8, 2010 17:27:46 GMT -5
"Alright." she laughs, "But I'm afraid I'm not being very interesting at the moment." For once, her forges are still, the silence of the room only broken by a stereo plugged into Tillie's iPod. Losing My Religion by R.E.M thrums softly out of the speakers.
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2010 17:30:16 GMT -5
Dakota smiled, "Okay.' she said. "But i'm still staying." she added with a small laugh.
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 8, 2010 17:32:11 GMT -5
"I don't mind the company." Tillie shrugs, then frowns down at her map. "Camp really needs some trenches, or trip wires, or something. It's just so… Unprotected."
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Post by dakota on Nov 8, 2010 17:37:05 GMT -5
"I guess." she agreed
(g2g!)
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 8, 2010 17:39:39 GMT -5
(Mmkay, see ya!)
Tillie scowls at the paper again.
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Post by Alori Blaze Sullivan on Nov 9, 2010 9:44:43 GMT -5
"Thanks, Im Alori Blaze Sullivan, daughter of Apollo," she shrugged she didn't look like an Apollo child and didn't mind "Please call me Blaze or Sullivan," she added
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 9, 2010 17:37:18 GMT -5
"Alrighty, Blaze. Ready to get to it?" Standing up, she flicks off the stereo and runs her hands through her messy hair.
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Post by Alori Blaze Sullivan on Nov 10, 2010 7:26:21 GMT -5
"Yeah, so how do you make things, I think when it comes to me making things im an epic fail," she smiled.
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Post by Dawn Summers on Nov 10, 2010 8:35:13 GMT -5
"Don't be so hard on yourself. First thing is whether you want a wooden bow or composite. Wood is more traditional, and has a bit more strength behind the shot, but composite is lighter, and more durable."
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Post by Alori Blaze Sullivan on Nov 10, 2010 8:59:41 GMT -5
She kocked her head to a side "Uhhh, I guess what ever is best for running, and shooting at the same time?" she said unsure
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 10, 2010 17:15:34 GMT -5
"I'd guess a composite bow then. Better for slinging over your shoulder and forgetting about." Tillie walks over to a rack and pulls off a slab of the material.
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Post by Alori Blaze Sullivan on Nov 10, 2010 17:23:12 GMT -5
"Ok," she nods "So what do we do now?" she asks
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Post by Tillie Antaie on Nov 10, 2010 17:38:01 GMT -5
"First, you're gonna take this," She hands a knife to Blaze, "and cut the material to the right length. I can't really help you there- it's all about preference."
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Post by Summer Anderson on Nov 10, 2010 18:09:57 GMT -5
I heard Tillie's words as I flew past. I came into the door. "The camp is defended well. Have you missed the dragon?"
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Post by Dawn Summers on Nov 10, 2010 20:00:49 GMT -5
"Dragon?" she says, puzzled, "And if it's so well defended, how come I was able to just waltz in?"
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