"Hmm? Oh, the little Drus next to you?"
He waggled his fingers at Holt, who just stared and wasn't sure how to respond.
"Sure he can! . . . But if you don't want him to die, I'd suggest not bringing him into the palace," he whispered loudly.
". . . From magnets."
true
"Oh, well, you know," he threw his hands up playfully, "don't shoot the messenger.
"Or, well, the messenger God, you know," he chuckled.
He grinned at her.
"Always straight to the point, aren'tcha? Very well."
He sat crossed-legged in the air in front of her.
"They've summoned you to Mount Olympus. Zeus and all them."
Fair
He chuckled.
"Oh, you know how the other are. Always fighting and such."
A mock-thoughtful look overcame his face.
"Anyway, there's something I wanted to talk to you about . . . what was it . . . ?"
*cackles*
this is going to be SO FUN :D:D
He smiled and flipped upside-down.
"Cory, my dear, is something bothering you? You don't seem at all happy to see me!"
Holt eyed him.
You like my Epic reference a few posts ago?
There was a sound like rushing wind, and then a loud crack.
Someone who looked suspiciously like Troy Doherty appeared in the sky.
"Coryyy! Dahling, how are you?"
lol it's Hermes
is he talking to me or Tam
i'll assume Tam
Uh . . . lemme check.
She took a moment to look through all the local hospital records, as well as the man's apartment.
Nope. He has a dog though. And he likes crime shows, she snickered.