<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/17/Vincent3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vincent Guerrero (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10163218#msg10163218)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Hephaestus<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Pavilion<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 24, 8 am-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Avery<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><hr/><br/>Vincent nodded but only gave his contraption one last test. "Can never be too sure." He commented as he resumed his breakfast. His mind switching its full focus to the food and their conversation. Grabbing his full attention was almost impossible unless there was food involved. If he was hammering away at the forge, the son of Hephaestus always drifted away into his own little world when it came to his work.<br/><br/>Considering the stuff that occurred at camp daily, a covered up hole did not raise many eyebrows. When she went into details on how she was claimed, it did. A fight with Erza over Henry and a black eye? He managed a glance over in his direction and wondered what exactly had transpired. Henry was as much of a warrior as a kitten, but he was young. The Ares kids were not known for gentle and understanding attitudes, but without the full story he was simply assuming the "meatheads" were in the wrong, since they typically where anyway.<br/><br/>"I know you are looking out for him Avery, you look out for everyone. I'm not saying Hera will ever be mom of the year, but she did give you to the rest of us right?" Vincent offered what little good in all that had happened. "Please tell me you won? If anyone needs a reality check is Erza. Just don't be getting too cocky now. I know your weakness and will use it against you." He threatened playfully. "I'm the Batman of this camp, utility tool belt and all." Vincent grinned.