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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Devon had woken up early to worked on something in the forge. He had a great idea he wanted to write down and work on so he got up extra early to get a heard start. So when he got back he took a shower and then took a nap before lunch. When he a heard ladies voice that shook him awake and he would quickly put pants on and a white tank top to go out there and say “have you heard of knocking? You know we like to place traps and shit around. However how are you doing? If you are here you would like something forged or built. so which is it? Miss? I am not good with names. I am Devon.” He would look at her and then say “ I have definitely seen you around before but I do not really remember much. No offense it’s not you I prefer machines and metal to most humans. But what would you like built ship, weapons, armor. Remember no magical effects but I am fairly smart and can use science to make it seem like magic.” He would laugh a little. Then wait for a response.

“I mean it is a few hours till training. It is going to get really loud and hot in here with the forge going. Just a heads up i am going to work on finishing this spear I have been working on for it. I have almost the whole thing done. Then if i have time make a piece or two for the horse. You can hang out if you want?” he would look at the forge and use his abilities to get the fire up to temperature faster then turn to Abby “can you hand me those tongs and that hammer? Also can you make sure to yell at me when time gets close” he would then go get the metal and say “Ok spear head and put all the components together and we will be good. See those 4 metal buttons can you paint them it doesnt matter the color as long as they are different.” he would spend the next hour or so making the spear head. He would put it together and get a vile of powder and make cartridges out of it. He would press the top and the the head would shoot out about 2 feet and the bottom would make the butt shoot out. Then he would he the 3rd and would cause a loud bang and the spear would fling off the floor and go through the ceiling and stick about a foot in the stone. “Might want to dial that down!” he would laugh then hit the second and the whole thing would retract into a foot long pipe and he would put it on the counter. He would then start and went to get another piece of metal “Hey Abby can you me the dimensions and the curve amount on that piece for the face of the horse?” and start forging it.

Devon would start laughing “Did you think it would be easy to get into with a cabin full of my siblings? Your close enough that i am going to give you the two items I said i would. Pull the pipes together.” all of a sudden the safe would tilt back a slight bit. And he would put one finger up and say “I made it out of a material that takes a super heated flame to melt the lock away and then it falls into a storage basin that keeps it liquid till I put the pipes back then the whole thing goes back to solid.” he would make a flame however it would start to look like a butane torch with a very intense heat. He would reach in and pull out a 2 vials one that looked like nail polish and the other something aerosol. He would pull the one that looked like nail polish “this is lubricant that supposedly never dries” he would put a little on the ball joints. “And this is greek fire so it will burst into flame in a aerosol form like something that will spray it.” he would be distracted and not put his safe back and leave his folders out in the open all with code names like Argo III, Rhodes, Delphine. There were a few others but those were the ones on top.

He would take the small spider and see some friction marks in the joint so it wasnt lubricated right. “So ball joints? How did you keep them lubricated or are they self lubricated? That makes sense and I think I know exactly what you need to do. I need something out of there. I keep all my super expensive materials in there also. Hence why my safe covers most of the foot locker over there. So i will let you have what you need if you can tell me how the safe works. I have two things in there you can have that will help you. One with your friction issue and the other with a flame thrower. But you have to figure out the safe it is good practice.’

“I am not sure who your mom is but all i know is that we all need to practice. I am always a little worried about controlling it. Dont want to burn anything down which is why it is probably a good thing that the Hephaestus’ Cabin is mostly made of brick and metal.” He would nervously laugh. “Yeah Arieon, named after one of the horses on Apollos chariot, i thought it was fitting. I was wondering about some technical stuff. I am not quite sure what to do with it yet. You see the knee joints i feel like with this joint and not a full socket just a full ball and socket or should i go with a ball bearing approach. I feel like the friction would be bad or do i just nix the legs and go wheels. I am not sure what will work best.” He would notice her face getting red. And not really understand why so he would say “Is it me or is that forge starting to get super hot.' SO he would go down and turn it down a little. "there that is better. don't want to burn the brass and have it separate. It is almost time for some practice. Steve, my protector makes me do like 2 to 3 hours of weapons training. Then we try to train my fire for an hour or two. But i have a couple of hours till then. I am sure steve wouldn't mind if you come, i mean if you want to. Which when i like to do my forging and stuff i will also come after my 4 to 5 hours of training before lunch then i will probably come back. This project will hopefully be done by the time im 15. ”

“Oh well aren’t you sweet i am probably talking a little too much but it's probably fine. But magic you say, what kind of magic do you do? I can just play with fire and launch fire.” They would shake hands. He would take the rag and wipe more off of his face and brow tired from working in the forge. But he was sure if it was the new girl he met or the hard work but his heart was beating faster. Then she would ask about the horse and he would say “follow me…” and walk over to a table there with a blueprint with the name at the top saying “Project Areion”. “So first you have to pick an awesome name. Then I designed it and have the part dimensions but I am not sure how or what I want it to run on yet. Maybe some sort of fuel or maybe steam, or maybe I can just run flame through it using my fire. Hmmmm. Not sure yet but hopefully here is what it’ll look like. I am hoping it’ll be strong enough and fast enough to take 2 people and be faster than most motorcycles unless Chiron takes it away but hopefully not.” He would flip to the last page which he made a rough drawing of what it will hopefully look like.

“I wouldn’t leave my super fun stuff on my desk, it's in that safe behind you. I challenge you to open it. It is hard to open. You try that and I will look at this little guy.” he would take the spider and hope the safe would distract her for a minute. The safe had no dial and only 2 pipes and a latch. “Can you figure it out?” oh well he would sit and check out her spider. It was pretty impressive for a 13 year old to do. So he would say “what kind of joints are you using? Wait why are you having trouble with grappling hooks and maybe we should wait on making a pocket fire launcher for a while. I do not know what you would want with a fire launcher?”

“Oh its ok. Hello Yeah the fire and the forge is basically our home that mixed with gears and machinery. It is pretty cool plus” he would use his start war hands to make the flame move a little and then he would produce a little flame on his finger. “I am starting to get full control of it. I still can't make that much fire yet.” He would take the compliment well and say “ well thank you, I am usually pretty shy but I talk when I'm nervous and well I am a little nervous with girls and people in general. But machines and metal and building things just make sense. you know put this here put that there and you get something. I feel like I am talking a lot. Do you feel like I am talking a lot?” The as she would reach for a handshake. He would take his rag and dip it in water then wipe his hands and forehead with it trying to get some of the smut off and some of the sweat. Which he was drenched in. Trying to clean off his hands a little before he would reach to greet the young girl. “ My name is Devon from Cabin Hephaestus. Sorry I am so dirty and sweaty. But since we cant really have cars or motorcycles i was gunna try to make a mechanical horse to ride instead i thought it would be cool.”