damned plagues (Frozen)

Jackson walked up to the still, fresh water of the pond, looking up and down it's banks to see the various campers who were playing, swimming, canoeing; overall having fun. He wasn't really in a good mood, but eh...he usually got happy again very quickly. He noticed his friend, Sawyer and walked over to her, his blonde hair combed away from his blue eyes.

"Hey!" He called out to her as he got closer, smiling as he stopped in front of Sawyer. His bow was strapped across his back, instead of his guitar which he had left in his cabin, after leaving the beach. He wore the typical campers style, just the half blood shirt and some khaki pants. It wasnt unique, but it was comfortabl and that was good for him.

"Nothing much!" Jackson smiled as he replied, not wanting to talk about the drama in his personal life. "What about you?" He grinned, looking at the daughter of the forge.

They had often met at the basketball fields, and occasionally at the forge, but this was the first time they had met at the lake, an personally Jackson didn't know why she was here.

Jackson watched in awe at the miniature eagle and when it imploded into her hand he smiled. "You are simply amazing with mechanics" he told her as he watched his friend. "Speaking or weapins and armor and stuff, I need one help with some of my arrow tips"

Jackson selected two arrows from his quiver and removed the tips, then putting the shafts back into his quiver.

rai left.

OOC: Seriously Nix.....

BIC: "Amazing, huh?" Sawyer grumbled. "If I were, this thing wouldn't have dissembled in my hands. Droga!"

She looked at the tips, and stuffed her screws and gears back into her pocket. It felt heavy against her muscled thigh, but she had grown accustomed to it. Taking the arrow tips, she examined them under several angles.

"This one is slightly dented," she observed on the second one. "And this one has some minor cracks and fissures here and there," she added about the first one. "Do you want me to repair them, or to forge some new ones?"

Jackson smiled a little as she examined the tips. "I was thinking repair those, unless they are still in a good working order then maybe make some new ones? I would like some new special arrows and thought perhaps we could work on it together to make some that have never been created! I don't know what type those would be, but it would be nice to have tips no other camper would have."

As he explained this he held his bow, tracing his finger across the cedar frame. The bow was smooth to the touch, and a deep red color from the tree it had been crafted out of. He could still remember when he first picked up the weapon, and although he had to change the string several times and repair it here and there, it was still a great tool. However, he had an idea.... "I also wanted to ask for something else, a sort of collapsible bow"

ooc; sorry, i just don't want to end up being lost/the third wheel so i backed off. u_u

Ooc: I had been waiting for you but you didn't come so I invited Zachattac. I didn't know it'd bother you so much.

Jackson shrugged "well. That woul be the part where I would need some help on... So I was thinking maybe you and I could work on the designs together perhaps. Maybe you cpuld even teach me to use the forge so I could make my own arrow tips" He smiled, his blonde hair falling over his blue eyes.

He grinned as they talked, sawyer had been with him since day one, always there for help and a mean game of basketball. He thought the kids in his neighborhood were tough, but that was nothing compared to the people at camp who played the sport. He wondered ifater sh would be up for a quick one on one game, maybe right after dinner.... Honestly, he didn't know because she spent so long in the camp forged.