Time for a Tune Up [Open]

[Leon Orcot]

Leon grunted softly as he pulled out the set of jacks he used to work on his car with, and his full set of tools. He quickly pushed the tool set into the forges and marked it off as his to use, grabbing a few tools he thought he may use before going back out to his car. He took off his orange coat and laid it in the drivers seat before starting to jack up the car. In a few short minutes he had finished up and was ready to dive under and get to work. He laid out all of his tools and the oil pan slightly under the hood. After grabbing a roller from inside the forge he placed it on the ground in front of his car before he slid into place under the engine. Even with his technomancy powers he still preferred to mix it up under the car instead of just allowing that power to do all of the work. Putting on his headphones he got to work on changing the oil to the tune of "Baba O'Riley" by The Who. His car, the magnificent piece of work of 20 years of combined effort between his mother and himself was a 1969 Chevy Camaro Z28. Colored a bright orange with two black racing stripes running the length of the car, she was a mean machine.

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Accalia was laughing. Which she happened to do a lot. She had just practically flattened a child of Hephaestus who walked away sulking. She was hoping they could still be friends, not that they were really friends in the first place. Accalia rested her Katana, Impli, against he arm and surveyed its surface. Nothing seemed to looked to scratched or scathed on herself or the weapon. "Drats," she muttered as she noticed a scratch above her nose in the crease between her eyebrows. She shrugged, there wasn't much she could do now, and it could be much worse and much more exciting.

She glanced down at her boot and noticed something was sticking out of it. She took the boot off to see that her hidden pocket for her knife had torn. She growled and quickly made her way to the forges. "Hello!" She called out. The room was so big and mazelike that she never knew if anyone was there. She just needed a little help fixing her boot!

[Leon Orcot]

Popping the pan under the oil tank he grabbed his wrench and took off the bolt holding back the oil, catching it before it fell in. Placing it inside his jeans pocket he rolled out and checked to make sure he had all of the supplies he needed. "Oil, new filter, spark plugs, tools, air filter. I think that's all I need." Peeking back under the car, he saw the oil still flowing out strong, so he decided to go ahead and pull the old spark plugs from the engine. Hearing someone yell from the front of the forge he bangs his head on the hood of the car. "Ow, fuck me!" He turns to glare at the way to the entrance and yells out, "I'M BACK HERE!" Grumbling a little under his breath he finishes pulling the spark plugs before rolling back under the car to start pulling the filter.

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Amy heard a yell with some very crude language that she didn't appreciate. She was old fashioned that way. She almost hesitated as to whether or not she would approach. But she really needed the spring in her boot fixed. So, she followed the voice. Soon she stumbled onto a beautiful car and she caught her breath, placing a hand over her heart. It seemed as though the person who yelled was underneath the car. She crossed over to him and bent down tapping his shoulder, "Is this baby yours? She's beautiful..." Amy stared at the car and stood up again, walking around it to admire the paint.

[Leon Orcot]

Pulling the filter out he tossed it to the right as he felt a tap on his left shoulder. He heard the question and rolled out from under the car and caught site of a young woman walking around his car admiring it. "Yeah, she's my baby. I dropped a lot of time into her, and I still have some great upgrades in mind for her. Next on the list, is flying." He gave a big grin at the thought of his baby flying through the air and stood up from the roller he was laying on. Pulling a rag from his pocket, he wiped some of the oil off of his hands and stuck it out for a shake. "Leon, son of Hephaestus, retired US Marine. How can I help you today, I'm guessing you aren't just exploring."

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As a daughter of Ares she could definitely appreciate the fact that he had been a marine. She reached a hand out and shook his firmly, not caring about the grease on his wrist or arm. She grasped his hand tightly, gave one quick shake, and pulled away. "Amelia Williams, daughter of Ares. It's nice to meet you, and the car." she winked as she turned her attention back to his baby before answering his question. "Oh, yeah. See I have a pocket here for my knife in the boot, but the pocket was torn and the knife isn't clipping in like usual." She held it out to him, "help a ginger out?"

[Leon Orcot]

Leon smirked as she kept checking out his car. He winked back at her as she winked at him, "The pleasure is all mine, Amelia. And she's glad you like her." He patted his car on the engine as he said this. Blinking at the idea of a weapon hidden in her boot, he muttered to himself, "Now why didn't I think of that?" He shook his head before taking the offered boot and looking over the hidden mechanism. It seemed that the tear had dislocated the spring internally, also snapping a piece off inside the pocket itself, a simple fix for him. "I'll have this done in just a second. Nice boots by the way." He walked over to the tool kit he was using nearby and grabbed out a set of needle nosed pliers, a small hammer, and a spare spring. He pulled out most of the spring with the pliers, but the broken bit was lodged inside. He quickly took the hammer and gently tapped on the pliers, dislodging the broken bit without damaging the rest of the pocket. "So how did this break exactly?" He quietly asked as he placed the new spring inside and gave it a test. It seemed to be preforming to satisfactory levels. "There you are ma'am, one fixed boot." He gave her an appraising look and found her to be more then a bit attractive. Giving her another wink he passed her boot back to her.

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Amelia chuckled at the thought of the car being happy that Amelia liked it. She didn't think cars had feelings, but she knew differently than to argue with a child of Hephaestus about it. Plus, they knew more about cars than she did, so maybe they really did have feelings. "Thanks, they were a gift from my father after a quest a few months ago," she chuckled. She really had pulled her weight on the quest, but not enough to deserve a bigger present. It didn't matter, Ares knew she love the boot knives.

"Well, the knives and the pocket magically appeared in the boots I already had, so I can take the style compliments for myself," she smirked. She really did have a sense of style, more so than most Ares girls, and that gave her a competitive edge. "Oh, I was just in the arena with one of your siblings actually. They figured out just how to slice it so the mechanism stopped working, go figure." It just barely dawned on her that the child of Hephaestus probably calculated that move and did it on purpose. That was pretty smart.

She watched him test the boot and accepted her giving it back to him, "why, thanks! It's actually been broken once before and one of your other siblings fixed it," she felt a slight pain in her stomach at the thought of Hector. They never dated, but they had gotten closer to it than anyone Amelia knew.

[Leon Orcot]

Leon smiled at her as she talked about her boots. "Well you must have done wonderful for your father to bestow a gift upon you. I'm happy to have helped keep them in working order." He chuckled as she talked about how she had the boots before the knife, and how she would take that complement. "I'm glad you take my complement. It's a fine pair of boots, for a beautiful young woman." He gave her one of his most charming smiles at this. He frowned a little hearing that one of his siblings did this, but he shook it off as it was a spar and these things happen during spars.

He bows a bit to her at her thanks. "It was my pleasure, my lady. If you aren't busy, you can stick around. I just need to finish up a few more things here and then I'm going to take her for a spin really quickly. I need to make sure my adjustments are holding up before I begin the next set of upgrades. Sound good to you?" He asked her this while getting back onto the roller and getting ready to roll back under the car.

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Amelia shrugged,"thanks. Nothing special. We just had to save Apollos stupid cows, but I really took out some killer obstacles on the way," she chuckled, remembering Mikaylas car sickness and the other things they faced. Being on a quest with three girls was a real challenge, but the girls had grown closer because of it. They had a lot of fun, at least Amy did, fighting monsters and tracking down that heard of Sun cows. It was a goofy quest, but Amelia loved every opportunity to be in the outside world taking names and exploring.

Amy took the boots and smiled at him, "Well thank you!" she examined the boots, "And a fine job done by a fine man." She smirked and winked at him, sticking her tongue out of the side of her mouth. She couldn't ever take compliments that seriously. Not that she didn't agree with them, but she had to make everything a joke somehow.

As he offered to take her on a spin, more or less, she nodded and sat down crossed legged on the floor beside where he worked. "I've got time. My cabin leader is having a bit of a... headache today. So, he told us all to do whatever we wanted." She chuckled. More than once she had considered fighting Danny for the leader spot, but it looked like he would probably give it to her sooner or later. Especially considering his condition. The poor guy had a bad case of multiple personality disorder.

[Leon Orcot]

Leon watched as the young woman sat down next to him before he rolled back under his car. "That's good for me I guess. Gives me a lovely young woman for company today." He quickly attached the new filter, after dipping his finger into the oil and running it around the inside of the filter. He also attached the oil bolt back to the bottom of the tank before rolling out from under it. He grabbed the big jug of oil off the ground along with a funnel. Unscrewing the oil cap, he looked down at his companion. "So, what do you like to do for fun Amelia? Do you mind if I call you Amy? It's shorter and easier for me." He placed the funnel in the hole and slowly poured the oil into the engine. Finishing that up he recapped the oil and cleaned off the funnel. Walking around to the drivers side door, he reached inside the open window and started up his baby. He smiled as she started up flawlessly and roared powerfully. "That is a sound I will never tire of hearing."

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Amy shrugged, "that's what I hear," she joked about his comment to her being a beautiful young woman. Truthfully she was pretty aware of it, but she chuckled and smile making sure he knew she wasn't too vain. Though, she didn't mind being a bit vain. She leaned forward to watch him attach the new filter and do a bunch of other fun and fancy things. She made eye contact with him and smiled at his next question, "Amy is what I usually go by when I'm being less formal," her eyes glinted with amusement as she spoke, "So, Amy will do just fine."

As he walked around the other side of the car to start it, Amy stood up and followed. As soon as it roared to life she clapped her hands excitedly, "she sounds fantastic!" Amy noted.

[Leon Orcot]

Leon heard some music coming out of the radio and quickly identified it as Boston's "Take You Home Tonight." He liked where this was going so far. "Thanks, I've spent years working on her. If this run goes well, I'll probably start on the upgrades in a week or two. I can't wait to get started on them." He smiled a normal smile here before he payed more attention to the song. It was at the perfect point.

He smirked and scooted around to the passenger side of the car. He opened up the door and made an exaggerated bowing motion to Amy. "Your chariot awaits, Mi'lady. Come and join me for a ride. Let me take you home tonight." He put on his good smirk and waited for her enter his car.