So the Tinman and the Lion walked into a bar, right... (Privado)

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So the Tinman and the Lion walked into a bar, right... (Privado)

Post by daddeme on 3/6/2015, 9:46 pm

As Adan walked into the mess hall that chilly Wednesday, he was sure about two things. The first one was that his leg was killing him. Not the real one, but the metal one. He had banged it up pretty badly in his last lesson, and most of the wiring had to be redone. He would probably be able to do that now while he ate, but it still made him angry. The second thing was the reason why RoboCop here was aching in the first place/ His last lesson involved a stupid horse with wings that thought it would be funny to buck in midair. You can assume how that story ended. Thinking about it made Adan grab a little bag of ice near some fruit as he stacked up his plate.

He went to sit at his respective table with a stack of barbecue...ribs? Chicken? He didn't know; he was too hungry to check. He barely glanced at his goblet for it to fill with orange Gatorade. He had been here for nearly three years and still thought the goblet magic was trippy, though he managed to repress that and learn to adapt. So he sat with his hunched posture and dug into his food, the ice pack secured through his shirt to a bruised portion of his ribs as he tinkered at some of the wires that made up his leg.
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Post by Brastus on 3/8/2015, 11:35 pm

Damien stormed into the mess hall with his trademark cocky smirk lasted on his face. He was wearing a leather studded jacket that looked as if it belong to Ghost Rider, which was one of his favorite anti-heroes ever, combined with a red-blood tank top he wore underneath and a pair of dark jeans with black military boots and a belt made out of padlocks he had personally cracked on his bunk whenever he was bored. The tall, ( 6'5) son of Ares had just underwent a three-hour long workout along with several other friends of his, including several other brothers and sisters of his. Even though he had already showered and changed his clothes, he still had a narrow line of sweat on his forehand that he swiped off with his hand. He was particularly hungry today and was desperate to dig his hands on some much wanted grub.

While he was not used to being a good guy, he did have several smaller, younger demigods cut in front of him. Yet when some other guys went up to cry and get ahead of him, Damien responded to their attempts with a throw of his shoulders and a tackle down to the ground. He was not above using physical force, which he surely did not lack for, against his peers if he wanted, or needed to. For his own appetite he grabbed a mountain of burgers with fries and snatched a goners serving of coca-cola to compliment his lunch. With food in hand, well table, he proceeded to walk over to the tables where he would sit. He noticed that across one of the corners of the place a guy with a metallic leg and an ice pack. He looked tough and strong, two things he liked in new people, and proceeded to move towards the area where the guy was so he could have lunch with him. Once he came up to him he opened his mouth and said his own hello to the other guy.

"So, do you mind if I sit here buddy?" Asked Damien as he scooted next to the muscular guy with the ice pack. He then looked at him in a more personal way and came to the conclusion that he had gone through a tough day.

"Bad day bro? Want a burger, it might help." Said Damien as he motioned to the other guy with one of the burgers in hand as he began to voraciously swallow his food like some sort of starving Pac-Man.
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Post by daddeme on 3/18/2015, 8:42 pm

One of the wires sparked and hissed, charring the hem of his shirt and the edge of his finger. It should have hurt, but it only annoyed Adan. Sons of Hephaestus usually were used to this stuff. He was in the zone when a voice interrupted his work, making him jump just a bit as he always did. He glanced up - the only people that would say something to him now was his girlfriend, his best friend, or Ayashe. He was 100% sure that none of the girls sounded and looked like a large man studded in metal. Next thing he knew, the guy was sitting next to him and offering him a burger. This was unusual. Not because of the burger, but because Adan was about 67% sure this guy wasn’t from his cabin. Sure, most people disregarded the rules in the mess hall. But no one would just up and choose to sit with the crappiest and most deformed cabin at camp.

“Sure...thanks.” Reaction Number Two: awkwardly communicate with the other human lifeform. Adan watched the guy carefully, making sure this wasn’t a prank or anything similar. He seemed sincere enough. Adan adjusted his icepack and reached over to the guy’s plate, taking a burger and putting it amongst his BBQ. Adan turned his attention back to his leg and tightened up a screw. He practiced bending it a few times, testing how some of the wires reacted with his nerves. He grinned to himself and took a huge bite of his recently acquired burger.

"I'm Adan." He said after a bit of chewing. This stranger wasn't too bad - he had a great choice in lunch foods after all. And wasn’t Adan the poster boy for the “don’t-judge-a-book-by-its-cover” campaign? He wiped at the side of his mouth with his palm and looked back to the guy once again so he could have a turn to introduce himself. Or punch Adan in the face. He didn’t know, but this dude also looked like he liked to punch people in the face.
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