[Action - Anywhere something can be fixed.]

[creepyfreezone]

*So since two of the people closest to Sky have been broken, and she can't fix them, she's been a bit more... active around camp. She hasn't named all the emotions running through that celestial bronze head of her's, but she doesn't like most of them. And since she can't help Leo and Dany... she'll just help everywhere else instead! She just doesn't know how to handle problems that don't have solutions.*

*Sky's fixing anything in the camp broken, that she can. She's got a little bit of carpentry skill, but mostly if it's metal and damaged, she's mending it. She's taken all the weapons from the armory and started sharpening and treating them. She's replaced a few weapons that were beyond repair, melting them down and making new weapons in the forge. She's started replacing broken parts in all the vehicles on the grounds. So don't be surprised if she's in your cabin fixing your things.*

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[untameimpala]

[ ...What.

Why is there a little girl under the hood of the Impala.

What the hell. ]

Hey - what do you think you're doing?

[creepyfreezone]

*Hephaestus had a certain love of cars and bikes, one of his favorite bits of Human innovation. So Sky could tell when she walked past the Impala it wasn't happy. The owner clearly loved it but didn't have all the parts he needed.*

Some of the belts were worn, and the wires needed replacing. I replaced one of the pistons, and a few sparkplugs.

*Sky was too small to reach the very back of the engine without her feet leaving the ground. So her legs kinda dangled as she adjusted things. Her shirt (a nice pink blouse) was now covered in engine grease, as were her arms and face.*

Why, I didn't do it wrong did I?

[untameimpala]

[ He leans over to see for himself, and sure enough, all those parts are brand spanking new. It's a nice surprise to come to, and he looks at the engine with raised eyebrows, clearly impressed. ]

No. No, you did alright.

[ He wagers a glance at her. ]

But it looks like you got your pretty shirt all messed up.

[creepyfreezone]

That happens a lot. I still don't understand why people give me clothes I can't wear in the forges.

*She wiped her hands on the edge of her shirt and moved over to the passenger seat. Sitting down, her back was fine so she didn't have to worry about the seat getting dirty, she pulled the radio out and started adjusting the wiring and adding a small bit of celestial bronze into it.*

[untameimpala]

[ Hm. Well, if she's not concerned about it, neither is he. ]

So you're one of those forge kids - that why you're fixing her up? [ He asks, nodding at the car. ] You like cars?

[creepyfreezone]

Everyone's been all different because of the Ghosts. I figured I should do what I can around camp to make things better. And I can fix stuff.

*She rewires the radio a bit and puts it back in place. Points at the ignition and the engine rumbles to life. Then Sky turns on the radio and it works! No longer whiny static from the barrier around camp. She turns it down so they can keep talking.*

While I was asleep Dad caught me up on a lot of things in the world, but mostly he showed me lots of really cool vehicles. He really likes motorcycles and cars from the 1980s, but he showed me other things too.

[untameimpala]

Ghosts. [ Hmph. Don't remind him. ] I went looking for them not too long ago. Didn't find 'em.

[ He raises his eyebrows when Sky turns the car on. ]

Not bad, kid. Sounds like me and your dad would get along great. I can respect a guy who takes care of his cars.

[creepyfreezone]

I hope that means they're gone, so my brother and sister are better.

*She's so hopeful, isn't it cute.*

He said that he was better with machines than people. So he's very good with all the things he makes or restores. He finds human creations very amusing, he likes some of the... aesthetics.

[untameimpala]

[ Unfortunately, just because he hadn't seen them didn't mean they weren't still there. There's still rumors floating around, anyway, and he'd hate to break it to her, so he doesn't. ]

Oh, well if he likes curb appeal, look no further. Got the prettiest girl in camp, right here. [ He grins, gesturing at the Impala. ] I'm guessing you take after him, huh?

[creepyfreezone]

*Sky will just... look confused, as she doesn't really see how a car can have gender.*

Well, there are a lot of things about humans I still don't understand. So... for the moment machines are certainly easier.

[untameimpala]

[ She's confused? What about Dean? ]

If you're not human, what are you? Nymphs aren't very fond of cars, last I checked. [ Especially not guzzlers like this one. ]

[creepyfreezone]

*Normally Sky would answer with words, but given Dean knew something about cars, he might appreciate a visual example. Sky swung out of the car and presented her left arm, ran her finger over it, and the skin parted in two flat panels revealing an intricate celestial bronze array of false muscle and bone under her skin. Intricate, delicate, and very mechanical.*

Nature spirits don't like cars? Why not?

[untameimpala]

[ His mouth forms a small O as she shows him the mechanics in her arm. ] You're an automaton. Cool. Hephaestus made you?

[ He rolls his eyes at the nature spirits. ] Something about 'em being "bad for the environment". [ Scoff. ] As if this baby's could damage the environment. If anything, she makes everything around her look better. And I like to think I can make up for anything "bad" when I take out those monsters.

[perenials]

[ Where .... is her special compass?

Anna swore she put it down when she tried to tidy up the armory a bit (honestly, people can be so messy and inconsiderate). Color her astonished when she spies a girl she she hasn't met yet, tinkering with the enchanted metal. ]

Careful! [ She warns, holding her hand out. ] It's a sword, too!

[creepyfreezone]

I know. I'm trying to figure out the enchantments in the bronze to make it work.

*Sky had spotted it when she brought her latest batch of swords back. They were in a bundle over her shoulder, polished, sharpened, and a few had their grips, guards, and other portions of the sword replaced if she could.*

I still can't make swords change shape properly. I can only make them look like similarly sized mundane items.

[perenials]

Oh!

I'm afraid I can't be of much help. I inherited this, I suppose you can say. It belonged to a botanist from a few centuries ago. [ she smiles proudly. ]

You are more than welcome to examine it.

[creepyfreezone]

Oh. Well, I'm sure I'll get it eventually.

*Sky examines for a few more moments before she hands it back, then goes to work putting away all the weapons she's fixed up. Delicately placing all the weapons on their racks where they belong.*

What's a century?

[perenials]

[ Anna happily pockets her compass before hopping up to help her out, making sure everything is in its place. ]

A century is a period of one hundred years. [ She explains kindly, not really thinking much on the nature of the question. Or the girl asking it, really. ]

[creepyfreezone]

*Sky's eyes go wide at the very idea time goes on that long. An expression somewhere between awe and disbelief.*

People keep track of that much time? A year is a long time. A hundred years is really really far away.

[perenials]

It's necessary! History is fluid and we want to try to learn from our mistakes and figure out why we keep repeating ourselves sometimes. It's also a bit of a study on human - or godly - nature.

When you've been around for quite some time, I imagine years fly by quickly.

[creepyfreezone]

Yes, but... I'm only 59 days old. I wouldn't know what to do with 36,524.2 days.

*Sky looks suddenly shocked by her own words. Her brain calculated the math without exactly asking Sky how many days are in a year. She just... knew. It was weird.*

A year is over 365 days long!?

[perenials]

Yes, but. Wh - [ Anna's jaw drops slightly before she realizes how impolite that must be. ]

How are you only fifty-nine days old?

[creepyfreezone]

...I'm an automaton?

*Well, that's the answer.*

[perenials]

[ Anna covers her own mouth, gasping. ] Oh, my apologies! I realize how rude and forward that sounded.

You seem so very human! How wonderful!

[creepyfreezone]

Well, Hephaestus made me himself, so I'm a very unique automaton.

It didn't sound rude, why would it sound rude?