[center][h3][color=#1DA237]Zaheen Ibrahim[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Olympus Academy Apartment Complex
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] A New Project[/center][hr][hr]

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Swinging around his stretched out arms, the young Demigod aptly transitioned from yawning to rubbing the fatigue out of his eyes. He couldn't sleep just quite yet, after all he was nearly done here. His work on this Remote Control Helicopter had hit one last hurdle. While the camera setup was working flawlessly, the mode change was having severe difficulties in properly operating. The idea was simple in theory, doubling the four propellers of the helicopter into propellers for a boat. Well, he said simple, but any engineer knew that there were fundamental differences between the two kinds of propellers. Besides, even if he did figure out the propellers, issues such as floatation still plagued the entire concept. There's a reason most people would be considered idiots for even trying. 

It's a good thing then that Zaheen wasn't most people. 

[i][color=#1DA237]Maybe some music would help me focus, or at the very least stay awake.[/color][/i]

Snapping his fingers twice cued a small lego creation to walk over and hit the shuffle button on his speaker setup. The next moment a melody began to fill the room. 

ONE DAY

WHILE WANDERING

THROUGH LUT GHOLEIN 

[i][color=#1DA237]I don't remember having this song.[/color][/i]

THINKING ABOUT THE CREATURES 

I HAD SLAIN

[i][color=#1DA237]Wait, Jonas put this here didn't he. Ah well.[/color][/i]

As the ballad permeated his surrounds, Zaheen faced his problem with newfound determination. Trusty screwdriver in his right hand, left hand tapping along to the beat, Zaheen focused in on the difficulty before him. [i][color=#1DA237]Perhaps if I focused on the floatation problem fir- wait can I cheat, if I put a pro- yeah that would work, then I cou- No, I need a better way to fli- no not flipping, doubling, yes that should work. Still I need to deal with the actual trans- and exposed- wait maybe if I move the hing- yes, both problems down, yeah then I just need to put the camera there and the engine. This should work.[/color][/i]

A plan having come together, Zaheen's screwdriver fulfilled it's dutiful role as it was directed to unscrew the propellers. His hands worked quickly with the utmost precision, manipulating the pieces of the project with the same level of purpose a painter puts into his brushstrokes. Every now and then his left hand would snap a few times, signifying one of his earlier projects to grip the helicopter, therein allowing him to use his hands elsewhere. It wasn't long before Zaheen felt ready to rev the engine and let her fly. 

[i][color=#1DA237]Here goes nothing.[/color][/i]

With a low hum, Zaheen's project took flight, filling the boy with joy as he let it soar through his room, the camera relaying video back to the monitor on his desk. 

[i][color=#1DA237]Now the real test[/color][/i]

A gulp of anticipation slipped out as Zaheen pressed the button, and once more his project worked as planned as it shifted into boat mode. Unfortunately a burning smell soon wafted over to Zaheen's nose, right before the engine sparked and cut out. What had seconds ago been a sign of success, was now covered in a pale grey smoke. 

[i][color=#1DA237]Looks like I still have some work to do. Maybe if I moved the eng- well it might have been a- no that doesn't make sense, maybe- what time is it anyway?[/color][/i] Zaheen wondered as he checked his watch. [i][color=#1DA237]Looks like I worked through the night again, well, may as well get some slee- wait, is that the dat- ah crap, it's the first day of school.[/color][/i]

Forced to put his need for sleep behind him, the young student blitzed over to take a shower, throw on some clothes, and rush outside. 

[i][color=#1DA237]Here we go again.[/color][/i]