[Hythlodaeus knocks cheerfully on his friend's door with a bottle of wine, and waits patiently for him to open the door. When he does he greets him with a smile, offering up the bottle.]
Hermes! I thought we could have a nice night in together... what say you?
[Does Emet-Selch know? No, but he could surely find them with his own soul sight if he wanted, so Hythlodaeus doesn't see a problem with it. He's allowed to hang out with his friend, whatever Emet-Selch thinks.]
Hermes! I thought we could have a nice night in together... what say you?
[Does Emet-Selch know? No, but he could surely find them with his own soul sight if he wanted, so Hythlodaeus doesn't see a problem with it. He's allowed to hang out with his friend, whatever Emet-Selch thinks.]
[Hermes is, admittedly, not expecting the company. Not that he doesn't appreciate Hythlodaeus showing up at his door with a bottle of wine - he does - but he feels unprepared for it. Letting him in he steps aside with a small nod, the circles under his eyes still prominent. Sleep has still been eluding him but he's been doing his best to keep it together.]
I think that sounds lovely, Hythlodaeus.
[He isn't going to turn down companionship - not when poor Caduceus could use a break from having to listen to his Master speak to him on and on and on...
The apartment looks a bit more lived in since the last time Hythlodaeus came over (or the time both he and Emet-Selch barged inside) with various papers scattered over the small kitchen table and the coffee table in the sitting room. His bed is, however, made, with the small serpent having made himself comfortable on Hermes' pillow. There are a few cardboard boxes as well on the counter of the kitchen with various baked apple treats and goodies inside. Looks like someone's been eating their feelings...]
Unfortunately I do not have much to offer you...but there is tea I was gifted if you wish to have some later. Ah, and I suppose there is a bit of cake left...
I think that sounds lovely, Hythlodaeus.
[He isn't going to turn down companionship - not when poor Caduceus could use a break from having to listen to his Master speak to him on and on and on...
The apartment looks a bit more lived in since the last time Hythlodaeus came over (or the time both he and Emet-Selch barged inside) with various papers scattered over the small kitchen table and the coffee table in the sitting room. His bed is, however, made, with the small serpent having made himself comfortable on Hermes' pillow. There are a few cardboard boxes as well on the counter of the kitchen with various baked apple treats and goodies inside. Looks like someone's been eating their feelings...]
Unfortunately I do not have much to offer you...but there is tea I was gifted if you wish to have some later. Ah, and I suppose there is a bit of cake left...
Having not heard from Hermes in a while, Hythlodaeus knocks on his door- he's left his rock at home but no doubt it will follow him here, too. The thought makes him sigh.
"Hermes?" He shifts his sight to check if he's even home, and there he is. Well, it alleviates the fear that he left completely, at least...
"I know that you're home, Hermes." He wonders if this has anything to do with the objects they've received from home. Most likely.
"Hermes?" He shifts his sight to check if he's even home, and there he is. Well, it alleviates the fear that he left completely, at least...
"I know that you're home, Hermes." He wonders if this has anything to do with the objects they've received from home. Most likely.
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It's hard to pretend to be put together after all the embarrassing stuff he had gotten up to recently but he had done his best to attempt to act normal for his contract's sake. The last thing he needed was G'raha Tia to regret signing with him.
It was hard though to keep things together however since he found himself in possession of the brooch he'd made for Meteion. When he had first stumbled upon it the sight had gutted him, all breath squeezed from his lungs. Now it had become a companion, something to hold and cherish...even if that meant he had no desire to get out of bed. When he hears Hythlodaeus he drags himself to the front door, dressed in those apple print pjs of his to answer.
"Is everything all right?"
It was hard though to keep things together however since he found himself in possession of the brooch he'd made for Meteion. When he had first stumbled upon it the sight had gutted him, all breath squeezed from his lungs. Now it had become a companion, something to hold and cherish...even if that meant he had no desire to get out of bed. When he hears Hythlodaeus he drags himself to the front door, dressed in those apple print pjs of his to answer.
"Is everything all right?"
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[ Well, she's waited out things long enough. The D/S Finder brought her nothing so now it's plan B (which was technically plan A). So here she is calling Hermes. ]
Hello, Hermes! How are you today?
[ May as well start with the pleasantries. ]
Hello, Hermes! How are you today?
[ May as well start with the pleasantries. ]
[He's not expecting a call from Persephone but it's nice to hear her voice regardless. As for how he is he's...okay. Not great, but he's okay. Could be better, could be much worse. He's only recently apologized to Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch for what had transpired and while they had forgiven him (or so he hopes) he still felt as if he were walking on egg shells.
Not that Persephone needed to know any of his woes. At least he can pretend to be a functional person. Somewhat.]
Ah, Persephone. I am well. [Kind of.] How do you fare?
Not that Persephone needed to know any of his woes. At least he can pretend to be a functional person. Somewhat.]
Ah, Persephone. I am well. [Kind of.] How do you fare?
A delicate pink box is left for Hermes, his name written neatly on the tag in script. Once opened, the inside contains a deck of cards and four chocolate chip cookies. There is a card inside that when opened, will sprinkle the reader with pink confetti and, in the same handwriting as the tag reads:
Hermes,
I hope you're well! Please enjoy the cookies and cards. Cookies make any day a little sweeter and everyone can find something fun to do with cards!
Take Care,
Elle Woods
[He isn't expecting a delivery, let alone from someone he barely knows. It touches him though, heart tight in his chest as he reads the little card, confetti hanging off him and on the floor.
Cookies and cards. It's such a sweet gesture he wants to cry.
Eventually he picks up his device to send her a text.]
Elle Woods, it is Hermes.
I just wanted to thank you for the gift. It is incredibly generous and thoughtful of you. I appreciate it immensely.
If I can do something in return for you, please do not hesitate to ask.
Cookies and cards. It's such a sweet gesture he wants to cry.
Eventually he picks up his device to send her a text.]
Elle Woods, it is Hermes.
I just wanted to thank you for the gift. It is incredibly generous and thoughtful of you. I appreciate it immensely.
If I can do something in return for you, please do not hesitate to ask.
Hi is this Hermes?
My name is Will Graham, I was told you might be the man to speak to about a dog.
My name is Will Graham, I was told you might be the man to speak to about a dog.
Backdated to Day after November Arrival; text; un: rosehearts
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2022-12-02 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
Is this Hermes?
It's Riddle Rosehearts. The young man with red hair.
We spoke at Autonomy yesterday?
It's Riddle Rosehearts. The young man with red hair.
We spoke at Autonomy yesterday?
Edited 2022-12-02 00:42 (UTC)
A bright red box with a silver ribbon is delivered to Hermes. Inside are pink snowflake sugar cookies and a fun selfie. The back of the picture reads:
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Thank you for being amazing! 💗 Elle
[Hypnos has not mastered the art of gift giving. Hasn't really ever done it before, to be honest, but it seems to be all the rage right now around the city! He's decided to join in on the fun, and thus he arrives at Hermes' abode, talking through the door as he knocks.]
Hello, hello, friend! It's your favorite god of sleep here to brighten your otherwise much less sociable day!
[Probably? He doesn't actually know what Hermes gets up to. In any case, when the door opens Hypnos is thrusting an unwrapped gift right into his face.]
I'm in the spirit, as the locals say! This is for you!
Hello, hello, friend! It's your favorite god of sleep here to brighten your otherwise much less sociable day!
[Probably? He doesn't actually know what Hermes gets up to. In any case, when the door opens Hypnos is thrusting an unwrapped gift right into his face.]
I'm in the spirit, as the locals say! This is for you!
...For me?
[Hermes certainly isn't expecting any company, nor is he expecting Hypnos of all people to show up at his door with a gift. To say he's surprised is an understatement, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.
Gingerly he takes the gift with a smile, offering Hypnos to come inside if he wishes to.]
Oh...you are too kind. Thank you.
[Hermes certainly isn't expecting any company, nor is he expecting Hypnos of all people to show up at his door with a gift. To say he's surprised is an understatement, but that's not necessarily a bad thing.
Gingerly he takes the gift with a smile, offering Hypnos to come inside if he wishes to.]
Oh...you are too kind. Thank you.
[ The day before Christmas, as Persephone has come to learn the 25th is, there is a knock on the door. The moment Hermes opens it Persephone holds a carefully wrapped gift out to him with a bright smile. ]
A gift for you!
A gift for you!
[Riddle's voice is unusually shy when he speaks.]
Hermes? If it's alright, I'd like to ask your help with something. Um, it's... sort of Quota-related.
Hermes? If it's alright, I'd like to ask your help with something. Um, it's... sort of Quota-related.
Hythlodaeus is here for his usual pestering of Hermes- he has a bottle of wine and a smile when he teleports in past the door. Knocking seems pointless enough by now, it's not like Hermes doesn't know he's coming.
"Hermes! I'm here." He strides into the main room with a grin, where he notes Hermes by the window. He glances away at just the right time, however, to set the wine down- he's aware of the room flickering in faint light for a moment, but pays it little mind.
"And how are we today, my friend?"
"Hermes! I'm here." He strides into the main room with a grin, where he notes Hermes by the window. He glances away at just the right time, however, to set the wine down- he's aware of the room flickering in faint light for a moment, but pays it little mind.
"And how are we today, my friend?"
No there isn't any point in knocking anymore these days, not when they're capable of teleporting as they please. Hythlodaeus' company was always looked forward to, and their little ritual of drinking a bottle of wine between them both was one of the few pleasures he could say, with certainty, that he enjoyed. Maybe he enjoyed it for the wrong reasons, but it was a welcome distraction regardless.
"Ah, Hythlodaeus."
He pulls himself away from the window, plastering a small smile on his face in greeting. How was he today? Well, in all truthfulness...not all there. Not that Hermes was ever properly content, but his mood over the course of the day had grown somewhat dim. Not morose, no, but his heart felt heavy, mind clouded over if he didn't make it a point to focus on something else.
Thankfully Hythlodaeus was here and he could focus on him and would do so gladly.
"I am well enough, I suppose." An outright lie but one he's told himself and others enough that it easily comes out. "What of you?"
"Ah, Hythlodaeus."
He pulls himself away from the window, plastering a small smile on his face in greeting. How was he today? Well, in all truthfulness...not all there. Not that Hermes was ever properly content, but his mood over the course of the day had grown somewhat dim. Not morose, no, but his heart felt heavy, mind clouded over if he didn't make it a point to focus on something else.
Thankfully Hythlodaeus was here and he could focus on him and would do so gladly.
"I am well enough, I suppose." An outright lie but one he's told himself and others enough that it easily comes out. "What of you?"
I keep finding myself daydreaming about bending you over and fucking you senseless.
It was been a while, after all.
It was been a while, after all.
(Continued From Here)
Hermes, of course, is ignorant of his future crimes. Both Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch have kept him in the dark (with good reason) and so any knowledge of his transgressions toward his co-worker in his position as Fandaniel is beyond him. Seeing the tenseness slip away from Elidibus' shoulders however has him feeling more at ease himself. The smile helps too. It's definitely a shift in demeanor compared to how he had first been when he'd found him wandering the Down.
"Of course. I would be pleased to escort you wherever you wish. If we cannot find it there was a place I visited with Emet-Selch that may be to your liking with regards to refreshments. We both enjoyed what they had to offer."
Elidibus doesn't need to know about the other part of the establishment. He had no plans of taking the Emissary to the back end of the boba tea shop - that was something he'd only do if his help in that particular area was requested.
"Shall we then? If you are ready to go now, of course."
Hermes, of course, is ignorant of his future crimes. Both Hythlodaeus and Emet-Selch have kept him in the dark (with good reason) and so any knowledge of his transgressions toward his co-worker in his position as Fandaniel is beyond him. Seeing the tenseness slip away from Elidibus' shoulders however has him feeling more at ease himself. The smile helps too. It's definitely a shift in demeanor compared to how he had first been when he'd found him wandering the Down.
"Of course. I would be pleased to escort you wherever you wish. If we cannot find it there was a place I visited with Emet-Selch that may be to your liking with regards to refreshments. We both enjoyed what they had to offer."
Elidibus doesn't need to know about the other part of the establishment. He had no plans of taking the Emissary to the back end of the boba tea shop - that was something he'd only do if his help in that particular area was requested.
"Shall we then? If you are ready to go now, of course."
[The text is simple:]
😘🍆🍆🍆👅💦
[Which is basically modern-day hieroglyphics, but maybe it makes a bit more sense with the context of the file that follows it: a video recorded in a full-length mirror, just about fifteen seconds long of Cater halfway undressed and stroking himself. He sticks his tongue out and winks at the camera before it ends.]
😘🍆🍆🍆👅💦
[Which is basically modern-day hieroglyphics, but maybe it makes a bit more sense with the context of the file that follows it: a video recorded in a full-length mirror, just about fifteen seconds long of Cater halfway undressed and stroking himself. He sticks his tongue out and winks at the camera before it ends.]
Hermes, I have a surprise for you! Meet me at the edge of the woods, won't you?
[At the edge of the woods, Hythlodaeus can be found leaning against a tree. He's spent some time wondering what Hermes would think of his new transformation, and now he feels is a good time to show him what he's now capable of. He's had to practice shifting and keeping his clothes intact, of course, but if all goes to plan they won't need to worry about those for long.]
[At the edge of the woods, Hythlodaeus can be found leaning against a tree. He's spent some time wondering what Hermes would think of his new transformation, and now he feels is a good time to show him what he's now capable of. He's had to practice shifting and keeping his clothes intact, of course, but if all goes to plan they won't need to worry about those for long.]
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BOMB WHOEVER YOU THINK IS SEXY!![ on christmas eve, a delivery in a brown paper bag, handles tied with gold and silver ribbon, is delivered to his home. inside are five candy apples, christmas-themed. a card is attached,
Happy Christmas, Hermes. May your holiday be merry and bright. I hope you enjoy these.
With warmth,
Daphne ]
Happy Christmas, Hermes. May your holiday be merry and bright. I hope you enjoy these.
With warmth,
Daphne ]
[As if he needed to grow any fonder of her...when he opens the bag and spots the candy apples he's nearly moved to tears. It's a kindness he wasn't expecting but one that he appreciates fully. He's sure to send her a message later on.]
Daphne, thank you so much for the thoughtful gift. I appreciate it immensely. I hope you have a wonderful holidays.
Daphne, thank you so much for the thoughtful gift. I appreciate it immensely. I hope you have a wonderful holidays.
[ a sturdy ivory envelope addressed to / HERMES / with a periwinkle wax seal arrives at your home address on june fifteenth.
attached is a handwritten note -- ]
Dearest Hermes,
Your attendance would be most cherished. Please bring a guest as it pleases you.
Yours,
Daphne ]
💐 PARTY LOG LOCATED HERE 💐
attached is a handwritten note -- ]
Dearest Hermes,
Your attendance would be most cherished. Please bring a guest as it pleases you.
Yours,
Daphne ]
Edited (oops lmao sorry) 2024-06-22 03:39 (UTC)
[after getting a message about a citation, she figured it would be best to come clean about it to her Dominant.
Thus she sent the image to Hermes, along with a message:]
Sorry, I ended up getting into trouble with the guards.
I'll be working more at Catsanova to make up for it, so if you don't see me around- that's why.
Thus she sent the image to Hermes, along with a message:]
Sorry, I ended up getting into trouble with the guards.
I'll be working more at Catsanova to make up for it, so if you don't see me around- that's why.
[And he would be sent a text, with this image attached.]
Hey- I was able to get some new clothes. What do you think?
Hey- I was able to get some new clothes. What do you think?
[ Maybe a video call later... but for now, she's sending some voicemail! ]
Hermes? [ ... ] Um, do you still have room in your place?
Something scary happened down here. And... I think I need some company. And a new room!
Hermes? [ ... ] Um, do you still have room in your place?
Something scary happened down here. And... I think I need some company. And a new room!
[ On one of the days she has to spend in his home, Bernie sneaks a small, ribboned-up pouch of hand-stitched drink coasters. All are dahlias in different colors. She doesn't know if he knows what they mean, but... they're pretty! And maybe they'd look nice under some teacups. ]
Thank you for your kindness. I hope I can be half as patient and helpful as you've been to me, to you in the coming year.
Bernadetta
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