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Leo Valdez ⚙ Son of Hephaestus ([personal profile] morsecodes) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2012-04-23 10:36 pm

⚙ [open; building time is a go]

Date & Time: 4/23
Location: the training building
Characters: Leo and OPEN
Summary: Leo's destroying tinkering with things
Warnings: None~

Leo had started on ideas to fix up the training building before the first mission, but then he had gotten wrapped up with it, and....well, he got distracted. It happened so easily sometimes, he couldn't help it.

But with the mission over, and a little too much free time on his hands, he got back to work. He had already made a rock climbing wall (one that moved and shot out flames!), so now he was back in the training hall, trying to decide what to work on next.

So if you come in the training hall, you might find a male studying what he thought to be crude devices for training, or you might find him already tinkering on something, more specifically something of yours. Feel the need to bother him?
bellonaborn: (deep thought)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-04-27 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Good, because never intended to ask twice. She'd just walk away and inspect things herself. Luckily, she doesn't have to do so.... Unluckily for him, she tends to take a critical eye to things. "Fire's passable.... It will give all the non-demigods a run for their money at least."

Really, Leo, don't get your hopes up. Please. She takes another critical look at the wall before glancing back at him. "What else do we have?"
bellonaborn: (Praetor)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-04-29 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Reyna's lips twitched as he pointed out the thing about fire. She very nearly smiled. "Fair enough."

She glanced around at each of the things as he mentioned them, nodding her head. "You have been busy, haven't you?" she sounds impressed.... Or as impressed as she can get. "Well, don't let me stop you from continuing.... Do you have any suggestions of which I should try first?"
bellonaborn: (thoughtful)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-02 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
No, that was almost a smile. Not nearly the same thing. Enjoy this, Leo, this is the closest you'll be getting to a small, and appraisal. "Not much else, it would seem."

Pushing her hair out of the way, she shrugs and glances around again. "My mother is a war goddess, little is not my expertise.... I think.... I'll try that treadmill."
bellonaborn: (Praetor)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-02 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Reyna studied him for a moment as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. "Anyone can be a fighter, graecus. Maybe we should work on that."

Passing him, she headed towards the treadmill and eyed it. Stretching a little, to keep herself from getting injured on the machine, she stepped up and started it slow.
bellonaborn: (Praetor)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-06 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Slowly turning up the dial, Reyna continued to test out the treadmill. "I'm sure he was of great help," she commented. There was a wistful tone to her voice, but one that she could easily recover from. Another turn of the dial as she continued.

"I suppose being here allows you more time.... And more people to help you train."

Yes, Leo, she is offering to train you a bit. No, please don't get the wrong idea.
bellonaborn: (Praetor)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-08 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes her a few moments to reply, she's too busy focusing on the treadmill and dodging things as needed. With each new obstacle, her grin grows ever so slightly.

Pushing her hair from her eyes, she chances a quick glance at him but not for too, she doesn't want to miss another obstacle and make a fool of herself. There's a glint of something like kindness in her eyes for a fraction of a moment. "Demigods, Greek or Roman, need to stick together in this place."
bellonaborn: (so smug)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-11 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Who said anything about trust?"

You may never find out what changed her mind, Leo. Never. Though it has been a mission and some time alone thinking since she told him that.

She ups the difficulty another notch... And another. "I don't have to trust you to train you... At least if I'm responsible for your fighting style, I'll know how to beat you if you stab me in the back."
bellonaborn: (so smug)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-16 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
That was all that needed to be said for her to stop. She was stubborn enough to not admit he was right. She stopped running almost right after he said that and let the treadmill pull her back, hopping off the end of the belt as she reached it. "Thanks for the reminder."

The smile she offered was smug, not in any way polite, but just a hint mischievous.
bellonaborn: (so smug)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-21 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
A small smile that lasted for a fraction of a second, Reyna leaned over to grab a towel to wipe some sweat from her brow. "I'll let someone else be the guinea pig for it, graecus."

Tossing the towel over the bar, she grabbed her spear and adjusted it in her grip. "Why don't we get started on your lessons, hm? It will be far more productive for the both of us."
bellonaborn: (born to battle)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-24 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh no, Leo. Reyna's far from mad right now. But that nervous look? Was all she really needed to see in order to know where she stood with him. She still held her authority. "Big words to tell a daughter of Bellona, graecus."

Smiling slightly? Only maybe.... If he looks really hard he might see a sliver of a smile. "Let's see what you've got."
bellonaborn: (so smug)

[personal profile] bellonaborn 2012-05-26 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
A hammer. How cute. Spear held firmly to the side, Reyna's smirk was completely on display now. It may have added to how frightening she could look, but for the most part she was just amused.

"You go ahead.... I should see what I'm working with."