<div align="center"><em>Vincent, a quick word with dad then to work! </em></div><hr/><br/>Vincent had ended up with Vanessa and Abigale during his exploration of the forge. His mind was quick at work, he wanted to play with everything! Some of the designs and automatons looked worlds apart from his own creations and he felt it topple his ego. His prize creation, the mechanical beast Invincible was his pride and joy and it was stupidly grazing scrap metal as his dad's seemed to be doing other things! The young man nodded when his dad asked him to go find a room and do whatever he wished, Vincent did not feel he needed his dad to baby sit him. This was the perfect time for him to speak to Abigale but his mind was focused on one thing, work!<br/><br/>He did not even bother looking for a room, he moved right for his father's ore piles and forge! The forge back at camp was nice, but it was not like his dad's! Vincent reached into the back of his pant's pocket and pulled out his lucky black bandana. He had lost track of Abigale, his sister and his dad after he had called Invincible over. Pulling out an I-pod, he opened a small hatch in the horses neck and plugged in the device to make the horse a walking stereo system. Punk rock,ska and rock and roll played from Invincible's body, the sound was clear and perfect as if the creature had a home entertainment system wired inside of it. The bandanna was wrapped around his head, something to catch the sweat while he worked. Hephaestus's forge was unfamiliar to him, as he approached it he looked at the flames and stoked the fires as he looked for inspiration. Vincent wanted to do it all, his hand had moved to his hammer, the weapon of choice he had chosen to use in quest an sparring. All the ideas where drowning him, choking his ability to create until he looked Abigale with a grin then back to his horse. Her father traveled the world with winged sandals, why couldn't his horse?<br/><br/>Finding himself inspired he went for the scrap metal and grabbed ingots of others, mostly celestial bronze. As he searched he saw something he was not familiar with, ingots of black and gold looking metal and it perked his interest. He took one of each and examined it, the gold one calling to him for some unknown reason. The black metal ingot caused a chill up his spine. Despite the caution he had with the black metal he would try to use it eventually, but for his initial plans all he needed was celestial bronze. Manning a pair of tongs he got to work heating up the metal, pulling it to an anvil and hammering it flat and long before heating, hammering and forming all over again. Between the music and the goal in mind, Vincent found himself carrying himself away in his work. At time he would look for Abigale but had failed to spot her, he hoped she would not be annoyed the next few days as both children of Hephaestus tossed themselves into their projects. Working in their father's forge was something he never expected and he planed not to let the opportunity go to waste!