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Jira inspected the nails in the palm of her hand, a small frown appearing as she did so. "If I do my work right, which I will without interruption, then you won't have to." With a shake of her head at the ragged ends, although she would have done the same thing as Devon had, she set them on her work table and searched for the correct lumps of ore that she'd be using for the daggers. Her eyes regained their distant look while she felt the chunks, set those aside, and picked Devon's fingernails back up. Bringing them close to her lips, she whispered something unheard over them, then cast them into the forge. The flames flared and brightened.
"What kind of game?" Erik asked, smiling back at her, the unease on his face fast fading. "I'm not sure if we have any board games or anything."
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:40 pm
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Strider Wolfheart Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 2:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 5:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 7:38 pm
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Shaping, pounding, and tempering metal was normally a lengthy and careful process. Although Jira was a child of Hephaestus, she was less of an exception and still had to follow the old, unspoken rules of blacksmithing. Exchanging the flattened metal for a hotter lump of ore, Jira moved from one to another in shifts. Slowly, the trio began to take shape.
"Yeah, sounds about right. I hope..." Erik said, just as unsure as Ren. He'd played many games with his caretakers and friends in the forest, but when it came to actual interacting with other, more human beings, he was almost at a loss.
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