Calling all Demigods! discussion

(Make things and stuff!)
Elisa walked in and sifted through the wood material. She found a board-ish type and began cutting it into a skateboard.

Once that was done Elisa went back to her cabin.

Elisa came back in with heer stuff (Skater stickers, wheels, the wooden board) and began looking for a piece of metal. Once she found on she began molding it with a torch.

Naomi walked in wondering what she would make.

"Hey." Elisa said turning off the torch. "Im Elisa." She said.

Elisa finished her skateboard. "Well bye." She said and walked out.

Naomi couldn't dediced what to make so she walked out back to her cabin, Athena.

Sidney wondered in,wondering what to make. She decided on a cute little Play House for Sassy. She grabbed a large board and started with the band saw.

((The RPer of lilly is no longer a member of this group))

((Oh, okay. Thanks! Wouldn't want to have a conversation with someone who doesn't exist anymore))

Cullen walked in, though it felt like he trudging through mud as he walked, legs feeling like lead. A conflicted look furrowed his brow, and he made his way over to a lone spot. His emotions reflected in his appearance--His hair looked even messier than normal, if possible, and he looked very sleep-deprived. Capture the Flag would not go well today, for him at least.

Ajax lay snoring on the piece of metal he was supposed to be cutting down with the fire-laser, invented (of course) by the Hephaestus cabin. He'd been planning on making a larger-than life metal apple, but had only managed to outline the fruit on the tin sheet before collapsing in exhaustion.

((I love how I did just about the exact same thing in Woodshop last year.))
Cullen heard a noise, familiar and out of place at the same time, and turned to look at the snoozing Ajax. Immediately his eyes lit up, maybe the guy wouldn't mind if he borrowed a few things...
"Dude, I think that's gonna start to rust from drool," he said loudly enough to wake Ajax up. He wasn't in a thieving mood today.

Ajax jerked up, his brown eyes half-closed, raking a hand through dishevelled locks. "Oh... sh*t," he said, staring blearily down at his unfinished project. "Thanks, man."

"Don't mention it," Cullen said with a shrug. He studied the outline with a mild interest. His hands weren't careful enough to draw a simple straight line, but could pick a lock in a few seconds. Go figure.

"Ugh... what was I going to do again?... Oh, yeah."
Ajax shook his head, grinning blearily, as he took the sheet over to the laser and cut out the outline, trying hard not to let out a tremendous yawn while he did so. "And there's Capture the Flag today, too..."

"That's today?" Cullen groaned, not bothering to hide his yawn. At least I brushed my teeth, this morning. "Hopefully the wrist-breakers have as much sleep as I do," he said, referring to the vicious Ares cabin. Why had Anastasia chosen the other team?

"Hopefully," Ajax said with a grin. "Yeah, Lucas broke that Apollo kid's wrist last time, didn't he... If you can't beat 'em, join 'em," he said with a chuckle.

"Heh, I guess," Cullen said at lame attempt to try and cheer himself up. "If only Athena and Ares would team up," he said, imagining how invincible the team would be.

Ajax laughed, the sound strangely metallic as he thought of a certain Athena counsellor...
"Yeah. When Hades freezes over."

"My thoughts exactly," Cullen went on, oblivious to the change in Ajax. "But Lucas ruined that by annoying Holly. Man, can that girl hold a grudge. I take her sword once, as a joke, and now I can't be trusted with anything," he complained with roll of his eyes.

"I'm sure you can't be trusted with anything otherwise, Cullen," Ajax said, amused. He subtly steered the conversation away from Holly: "Who'd you take to the dance yesterday? Iviana, right?"

Normally, Cullen's cheeks would've taken on a embarassed shade of red, but this wasn't the case. He frowned, nodding. "Yeah, did you go?"

"Nope," Ajax said, popping the 'p' with his full lips exaggeratedly. He tapped his head, grinning. "Dryads love to gossip."

Cullen paled, eyes getting wide as he assumed the worst. Damn dryads. "As much as naiads love to flirt," he said, the colour returning to his face. "Speaking of water spirits and 'gossip', why didn't you go with blonde daughter of the sea god?"

"Charlotte?" Ajax said with a frown. "I don't really think dances are either of our styles. And it's not like it's serious or anything."
He retrieved the cut outline and began hammering it into the apple form, setting aside the leaf cutout for later.

"Her name's Charlotte? I was way off, then," Cullen mused to himself, gossip was hard to follow. He glanced at Ajax's project, realzing he should've been working on something as well. "The dance wasn't all that great, anyway."

"Yeah. Decorating courtesy of me and Rachelle," Ajax said with a wince as he remembered the horrid blue and white streamers. "Looked like... a Barbie dreamworld."

Cullen snorted, then stifled a laugh. "I feel sorry for you having to do that, man, really, I do." Though he looked a lot more amused than sorry.

"I'm sure you are, bro," Ajax said with a roll of his eyes. "Well. At least I wasn't the one that danced in it." He mimed waltzing with an imaginary person, a ditzy expression on his chiselled face.

"Hey," Cullen said, raising his hands in a surrender-like gesture. "I didn't dance, but I geeked out with a few totally awesome people." His eyes twinkled as he remembered, then the twinkle died down when he thought about Iviana.

"Harry Potter, huh," Ajax said tastelessly, tweaking his dark eyebrow.

((Is Cullen in luuoooveee?))

((LOL, Kat, ILY. xD Nooooo, but Iviana is.))

"Not just Harry Potter," Cullen said defensively. "Ah, whatever, it's not like I can change you from being a Muggle. Wait--If you're kind of magical, being a half-blood, would you really be a Muggle?" He knit his brows in concentration, a problem only a Cullen would encounter.

((Aww so sad!!))

"Um... I really hate to break this to you, but there's no such thing as Harry Potter," Ajax said with an incredulous sort of nod.

((Hey- Dats what they say about greek gods mister!))

Cullen rolled his eyes in exasperation. "I know that." He stopped, giving the attempt to continue. Iviana would've laughed. He cleared his throat, shaking the hair out of his eyes. "What're you making?"

"Um... an apple," Ajax said with a shrug. "Might please my mother."

Victoria came in with her usual shorts and tank top. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she tried to swerve around the two boys talking so as not to interupt. Pulling out the weapons she had recently been working on, she held up a spear that wasn't quite done. After stoking the fire, she carefully placed the tip into the embers and waited for the metal to heat up.

"Cool," Cullen said, though he wasn't all that into it. He hadn't really thought much about doing stuff for Hermes, wasn't sacrificing your food into the fire enough?

Victoria focused on her work, but couldn't help but overhear some of the conversation. Apple? What? Are they going to plant trees?

Dracos took a glace at what a camper was making.
It was a symbol,Dracos relized.
She was right. This camper was making a owl symbol.

((Dude your character can't be in two places at once. You have to make her leave like so:))
Elisa walked in, flipping her sandy blonde-brunnettish hair behind her. She tied it up into a ponytail and went to a block of wood. She walked up to one of the Heptaustes kids and whispered to them. Walking away with a satisfied look on her face she left the room to go to the Lake.

((Confused. Vicky or Dracos?))
Vicky carefully placed the last intricate details on the tip of the spear. The swirling pattern was one that only a true Heptaustes kid could achieve. As the girl stepped back to survay her artwork, she nodded a greeting to the girl.

((She means Dracos. ^-^))

((Alright. Thankies!))

Danielle blew softly and delicately the glass deer she was making. She had made a miniature phoenix, in gold, but she had left it to cool.
She thought bitterly Here I am, doing nothing to please my late mother, adding a bitter accent to the word late.
Her mother may have been a descendant from the kings of Thebes, and even the rightful heiress of the veil and necklace of Hephaestus, but...
Danielle put aside those thoughts as she made the little ear to the deer. A buck, apparently.

Sappho looked up as the gold on the pheonix winked brightly. "That's pretty," she said solemnly, tucking her hair behind her ear as she put down her own, incomplete, sculpture of Aphrodite rising from the foam at the shore of Cythera.

Danielle blushed. "Thank you. Yours is very pretty too." She looked at the sculpture with true admiration. "What kind of stone is it?" she said.