Devon Long

He would sit across from the young man and start eating his fish. He would say to him. “I see you still burn some of your food for them. That’ll pass when you realize what the rest of us have. I can see what I can whip up in my free time but I am quite busy. You can ask one of my brothers and sisters but they are busy too but let’s say that I were to make you a weapon what kind of weapon would you like?” The young man would go on about questing “me personally no I have not been on a quest but some of my weapons and other machines and things have been. But I would rather not go unless it would be absolutely necessary to. Because be careful what you wish for quests can be deadly and some campers don’t make it back. But they are rare and not usually worth the hassle.”

“Of course they are bent and dull, the ares and Athena kids beat the crap out of them. And you’ll grow into them. But they are training swords; they are not meant to be the best. Unless you have a quest or something coming up.” He would continue walking to the mess hall and then when they got there he would say “ooooooo it’s fish for lunch. You can go first kid.” He would walk them through the line and find a seat. Then he would continue “please kid I do not think I have any chores for the next year and half fixing ares kids armor. But what kind of weapon would you want? Maybe Kenna would be interested unless you have something that’s usually hard to get at camp like gold or electronics, rarer stones stuff like that and I will definitely make you a blade, maybe even add some unique stuff to it help you out give you an edge especially against some of the ares.”

“Yeah frog legs, gator tail, catfish you know crawdads to a good shrimp or crawfish boil. That sounds delicious don’t it.” He would continue eating and would listen to her kind of half way and would then say “today I did not really have much planned it’s finally a day off from training so I might go and try to scam some of the Hermes kids out of stuff or maybe see what some of my bros or sisters are doing. Maybe go exploring and see what else I can find around here. I don’t know yet. What about you? What’s your plan for the day?” He would then laugh to himself and say “I could go piss off ares kids which is always fun they really hate losing. It’s so fun till they threaten you and then I usually just run.”

Devon would be in the forge for most of the morning like a lot of his days but he was starting to get hungry and wanted to head home to shower before he went to the mess hall for some food. He would be walking back to his cabin when he would see a very young kid at the door to his cabin. “Hell there, You lost? No offense but why are you here? I am just gunna change and head to mess hall. You can feel free to join me. Whats your name? If your infront of the hephastus house you must want something made or built.” He would quickly go and change washing up a little bit and then step out of his room “my name is Devon, i may be able to help you or might see if maybe kenna or one of my brothers or sisters want to help but i can at least help you decide what you want or should ask for?”

Looking around at the party for people he knew whether it was siblings, Abby, Cora or someone else he knew at least a little bit. He was holding his ears plugging them a little because the music was so loud and bumping. He preferred really old rock like 40-80s. He loved some old Dion and other Rock. The beat was good though and easy to dance to. When a girl would walk up to him. She was younger then him and obviously recognized him even if he had no idea who she was but he had planned to try to hide it. “Hi there, I am not saying it isnt fun i am saying i have a lot of work to do to get caught up. I am working on a lot of stuff.” he would say trying to hide it and move quickly on looking at her puzzled “I do not know if i know you? Did i make you a weapon or armor? With how brazen you are you are obviously an ares. Maybe a sword I dont know. And if we have met i am sorry i am terrible with names.”

He would be getting ready because he promised a few people that he would make an appearance at some party thrown at some cabin. He would look in his closet and find a pair of blue jeans and some shirt. He would throw it on and run a comb through his hair realize that the party started probably a hour ago and he would rush to the cabin. And try to get there as soon as possible. As he walked in the door the loud music would be resonating in his head when he would start looking for Abby or Cora. Once he finds one he would say “alright I kept my word and showed up. Can I go home now?”

He would hear Abby mutter something but he would then get back to work not really worrying about she was saying or doing. All of a sudden a bird would sound as he was lost in thought and on his project. He would then continue on the face of the horse. He would hear this bird and jump and he would be curious and just yell “what the fuck is that? Sorry I mean what happened, why is there a bird in here?” He would get a response and an apology about the shirt. Then they would rush to the training grounds. He would show up to the training grounds and saying “Hey Steve I am here not late. This is Abby she was wondering if you could show her a few things with a sword. I finally finished that spear I was working on.” He will press the button and a spear would appear and twirl it. “It was super fun to make and use so far.”

“You’re not wrong, powers have a lot of uses. But it can also be abused. Can’t it from what I’ve heard” he would say as he was wiping some of the soot off his face. He would laugh a little because he had heard some rumors but he did not really care to listen to the rumors and did not give them much cadence. He would then continue “battle hey? I try to avoid it as much as possible but I keep up with all my training you know just incase us magical peeps gotta look out, we seem to be the target a lot. I guess I ought to get back to it. You can stay as long as you would like.” He would go on to continue forging and then he would start sharpening and the last shaping of the blade. He would finish it off it took a little longer then he thought and would finish with one last good polish and say “Alright Cora I have finally finished that blade just have to rivet and put the wood handle on it.” Once he did that he would hand it to her and say “so how is the weight and the balance of the blade? It is working alright if you need me to take some off let me know.” After she answered he would continue and say “If you hand me that bronze looking pipe we can head over to the training arena and you can practice on some dummies. Once you actually get something worth trading I can attach or build you stuff with gizmos and things.” He would press one of the many buttons that were on it and a full spear would spring out. “After you”

As he laughs and Cora answers saying she would not have minded if Devon changed out there you would see his face turn a bright red. He was not used to this kind of attention and he was not sure how he felt about it. He felt awkward as he usually did. And would quickly try to change the subject and get them going towards the forge. She would begin talking about her powers and especially when she talked about her enjoying peoples screams to which he would reply “well, that’s not creepy at all. It’s all good though I enjoy fire and playing with it. I also usually like machines and weapons over people. It is ok not to be good at fighting. I was trained since nine to work on my abilities and fighting. So I am alright at fighting.” This was a lie he was better than he thought especially being able to mix his pyrokinesis, his machines, and his fighting techniques allows him to compete with even ares campers. Granted he has to use all of those in synchronicity to compete. “You will have to test out the dagger, I am not too worried but you can use a fighting dummy. You can see how it goes.” “I am not too worried about it. I am sure we will come to an arrangement. A few coins is fine. It is not that much bronze and it’s not going to be that hard. Just keep your ears open about materials like that, especially from the Hermes cabin.” They would finally get to the forge and he would reiterate that some of that stuff is dangerous. And would continue to make the dagger. Not really noticing her staring at his muscles and body as he worked. He would drink the water and use his hand and kind of look like a Jedi and put the fire out in his forge while he talks to Cora. He would take a drink and say “It definitely can be hard work. But when you love what you do you never work a day in your life right. But I have probably another half hour to an hour of forging then start the sharpening and maybe put some more details and flare on it. Then comes the quench and I will be done so I’d say 2 maybe 3 hours of work left. And then you can have your dagger. Does that work?” After drinking a bunch of water he would look at the forge and start a fire by looking at it and making it hotter and ready for the last of forging and would continue to work.

“Thanks for painting the buttons. My extending spear is done, let's call it the code name scorpion. I like it. I think I will finally catch Steve and some of the other trainers off guard. I cannot wait to see what he thinks of this. Steve, I will get him that goat legged asshole. Basically been beating me up for 4 years.” he would laugh “Goat legged asshole i will have to remember that. Sorry the measurements are exactly what i am looking for.” so he would go grab some more metal and start shaping the metal and would say “Dont forget 1 hour then we gotta go.” he would get mesmerized by the sound of the hammer and the sound of the fire. Whatever she did to tell him the hour was up he would get scared and jump accidentally back into the fire and his shirt would catch fire. So he would quickly use his pyrokinesis to put it out and say “Shit, burnt my shirt good thing i keep extras. He would quickly change shirts saying “Come on Abby we gotta get going.”

“Well if that works for you, let's get her going. Are you any good at fighting? Or do you just rely on powers like some of the others? Oh well I have been here for a few years now. Training and working on stuff it's pretty fun after all.” she would ask what materials he would like and ask if her shirt would do. “Unless it is made of magical fabric you can keep your shirt on but that's up to you. But I mean I would have preferred things like electronics, gold, diamonds, you know, useful things. Oh well I am sure you are good for it. I think what I told you would work with celestial bronze and ironwood, maybe something to make it a little more comfortable in the hands.” he would get his work clothes on and notice that she was peeking around the corner. “If you were going to watch me change I might as well have done it out there.” he would laugh a little and say “let's head over to the forge.” He would lead the way and try to make some small talk and as they got closer he would say “It is about to get warm. The forge is going to be super hot so stay next to a window and away from the fire. Also any papers, blueprints or items please don’t touch them unless you know what they do. I have made a lot of contraptions and weapons. Also ignore the metal horse. ” As they walked in Devon would just throw some fire into the forge to get it started. Controlling the flame to get it to the right temperature using his pyrokinesis. He would grab his tools and grab a piece of bronze to start shaping. He would be working hammering away and the sweat would be dripping down his chiseled face. “Whew break time.” he would grab some water and take a drink.

“So you want a push dagger instead of something that slices? To each their own. Well we are not close enough for this to be a favor I don’t think. So what are you going to offer in exchange for this blade? Coin is fine but if you have anything else material wise that is better. I am not too picky. ” He would scoff at her asking if could make that. “I can probably put something together. Here follow me I need my drawing paper and the list of what materials I have to use. Also if I am going to go back to the forge I should probably change out of sweatpants and t-shirt. Do you have any idea what metal you want? Celestial bronze will cost extra.” He would then look through his desk and find a piece of paper and draw this push dagger with lions heads on it and the symbol for Phobos which was a lowercase phi with a tail on it. And show her the dark ironwood as a handle. He would then say “how does that look?” And if she approved he would say ok just wait over here I am going to change. And he would go change into something more forge worthy. “When do you want this done by?”

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