<div align="center"><em><br/>Vanessa tries not to watch Vincent eat at Hephaestus's table and not to stare at Aphrodite's</em></div><hr/><br/>Her broad nose scrunched in unconscious disgust at Vincent's table manners.  Having gone to a school entirely populated with special needs kids, sitting next to a messy eater wasn't a big deal to her as long as she knew it couldn't be helped.  Being one of the more mobile kids, she had often lingered over spills and messes in an attempt to help clean up.  Vanessa knew it was only right to be as neat and helpful as you could; eating like a pig just because you could was another story.  From the back pocket of her jeans, she pulled a blue cloth folded in quarters and laid it on the tablecloth between them.  It had been intended to clean lenses, but she had no issue letting Vincent use it as a napkin.<br/><br/>"Do you think we can... uh..."  Vanessa paused, spying along his line of sight.  Her brow furrowed as she realized the three of them were all staring at each other.  Vincent's growl only made her shoulders lift higher, her dark eyes wander wide and wildly as they searched for something to bring their attention away from the penetrating, smoky gaze of the stranger's rich pools of amber light...<br/><br/>A dot of amber light trembled in the middle of Vincent's shirt.  Vanessa shook her head, knowing she'd gone off task again.<br/><br/>"This laser," she said, "It made with a celestial bronze for it mirrors.  If I make it right..."  Vanessa's voice stopped, the long verbal pause allowing her mind to weave together the right words.  "The light will stop only for god-things and monsters, but I need test on something normal.  If it work, the light should go right through normal things."  She snapped a crude, metallic housing over the laser before stuffing a square of cheese into her mouth.  "Is too bad there<em>is </em>nothing normal in camp," she added, grinning with the bulge of food in her chubby cheek.