<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/74/Vincent1.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 old barn, over by the stables<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 21, 10pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Vera, Remi<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Tired, ready for bed.<hr/><br/>Vincent nodded, not really relating to Vera's upbringing but didn't have anything to say so he didn't. He laughed as she cracked jokes. "Someone was shot with an arrow a few minutes before archery ended. Hermes's cabin is pretty lax, Avery is the den mother there, she will look out for you. If not Jamal will, he is an actual son of Hermes. If you end up a kid of Ares, I feel bad for you, those guys are all a bunch of muscle head idiots ran by a bigger muscle head idiot. Every counselor is different. Don't fuck with Justine from Demeter, Aphrodite...well...I got nothing bad to say about them...right now." Vincent ran off some people off the top of my head. "Ohh, if you end up in my cabin. I run a pretty tight ship, but time will tell ya know?" Vincent nodded.<br/><br/>"We don't tend to exchange money here, most of us barter. I tend to trade for things but don't make it your goal. We work, everyone works. Whether it is patrol duty, dishes, cooking, cleaning, we all have to chip in. We are lucky, we actually like hammering away in a forge." Vincent shared as a third person joined them. "Look who the harpies dragged in." He greeted his beanstalk pirate sister  with a wave as he began to pack up his flying music toys.<br/><br/>"If you want." Vincent nodded, if his sister wanted to use the stables instead of their private workshop was no issue for him. She would be able to keep an eye on Vera as well. "I think your main tools will be alright...here, why don't you..." Vincent moved and kicked some of the hay off the ground, revealing a small little hidden space. "Use this, lock it up, cover it, don't want anyone coming in and thinking its open game." He told her, handing her an keyed lock from his tool belt.<br/><br/>"Alright you guys have five minutes, wrap it up and head to bed." He yawned before walking off to the sweet sweet embrace of his bed.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>-Vincent has left the scene- </em></div>