Weapons crafting class + journal post

[builds]

[ It's a nice day to do some forging, amirite?

Which is why Tony's finally holding his first class. He usually likes to have a drink or two before teaching anything, but what with his loss and all, that's not seeming very likely.

So instead, he's just going to go through some basic metalworking techniques. No missiles for his class, but he knows more than enough about forging to get by for their usual stuff.


After he gets his class started, he's going to pull out his journal and make some comments. ]

All right. Tony Stark reporting in, here, with some... news. And stuff.

The Arena? That's closed. I don't know why, but that means if you want to practice your no-doubt stellar swordsmanship [ sarcasm go ] you're going to have to find somewhere new to do it. I personally recommend not practicing in your cabins, because blood is really hard to clean out of sheets.

Second, since it seems like you're supposed to make your own chariots for this race, you can come by and use the facilities here to work on it. I'm perfectly fine with it. In fact, if you're nice and say "please," I might even throw in some input on your design. Because, let's face it, you're about two-hundred percent likelier to win if your design is Stark-approved.

Aaaaand lastly. A question. Well, more like a request. I'm not good at asking for help, so. Yeah.

There's this lady. Good-looking, red hair. Goes by Pepper Potts, but her real name is Virginia. Hey, look, I know people named after states, too. Anyway, I haven't seen her around. Does anybody know what cabin she's in, and why she's been avoiding me? Thanks. You're all pals... Except Robin Hood. You're more like an annoying coworker.

[ Robin Hood ]

Please don't shoot me.


[ Open in person, at his class, or over the journal. SECTIONS GOING UP THOUGH. Okay I think that's ever relevant section. :|a ]

Comments

[persequor]

[ Hi, Uncle Tony. Your niece is here. Watching. And not touching. She's been well-trained not to after a) years of getting chased out of Mikken's forge and b) touching something that had been in the process of cooling once. Nothing like a hot surface to kill any desire to grab. ]

[builds]

So, what, are you just here to watch? [ Because seriously, that would be the most boring class ever. ]

[persequor]

I don't know where to start.

[builds]

From the beginning.

Is there anything you'd want to make?

[persequor]

[ Um...../shrug. ]

[builds]

Alllll righty then. Let's do a sword. That's why you hunt cats, right?

[persequor]

[ She visibly perks up at the word "sword." ]

Yes.

[builds]

[ Nothing says "best not!uncle" like teaching a girl how to forge her own weapon. ]

All right. First pick out a piece of metal. Most of them are already in the right general sort of shape, so just pick one that's a bit shorter than the length of sword you're going to want. When you taper the blade's edge, the excess metal's going to end up making it longer.

[persequor]

[ She scavenges for a piece of metal she likes and finally comes up with one. ] This one. Now what?

[builds]

You're going to need to heat it up.

First find a good set of tongs. Hold the metal with that, then put it in the fire in the forge.

[ He's not going to comment on the metal being used. It looks good enough. It should be decent enough, especially for a first try. ]

[persequor]

[ She does as he says. When she has the metal in the fire, she looks over her shoulder at him. ]

Do I drop it in?

[builds]

You can. It doesn't really matter.

Just keep an eye on the color of the metal. It's going to heat up, turning red, then to yellow and eventually to white. But you're going to want to pull it out once it reaches a yellow with a tinge of orange.

[persequor]

What happens if I let it turn white?

[builds]

Too malleable. More likely to bend and warp the metal instead of getting the right shape.

[persequor]

Yellow with orange.

[ She watches the metal so closely it's as if she thinks it will go straight to white the moment she turns her back on it. While she waits, she wipes her brow, pushing her hair back. ]