Your Wicked Messenger.

Clearly, you know me. You know my story, you know my job. So why should I explain myself? Oh, you don't know who I am? ... I'm your everyday messenger guy. With two snakes as my companion. (Le George.) { And Martha. } ((OC blog for PJO Hermes, a secondary blog. Feel free to message me for a plot/starter/whatever. I'm here for you. ^^))

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Mercury Fastening His Heel-Wings by François Rude, Detail - Louvre, Paris

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Breakfast is Served || gildedinglamour

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He grabbed her again and she wrenched out of his grip, glaring at him. “You had no right!” She snarled, shaking her head. “You had no fucking right, Hermes. You left us! You left us when I was pregnant. You have no right to those two boys and you have no right to any part of this family.” She hissed vehemently, her face pink with rage. “You’re making me look like some crazy fucking psycho, but you ditched us. You left us without a second glance.” She pulled her arms up into her chest glaring at him. “Explain. Explain yourself.” 

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The messenger god gritted his teeth once he felt her thin fingers clutched her pristine white polo shirt, cringing horribly as he listened to the model's curses and... well, more tantrum. "I... understand where you're coming from." But once he got the chance to explain, he sighed of relief and put his hand together in a praying motion while looking at her with a hopeful expression. "Oh, thank you." Now comes the hard part: actually explaining what happened. "Well, to be honest... Zeus kinda... forbid us to... have more children." Okay, at least he got that one out. "I still want to see you, though. But the war got in the way." Now Hermes rather skipped this part, but it has to be said in order to make things more... clear. "I was wounded. Correction, stranded and wounded. And I just recovered a few weeks ago, so... I didn't want to bother you about those things. Plus, you were right." His voice turned serious as he locked eyes with Candice. "I have no right to be... a part of your family. But know that I really, really want to. If you give me the chance... I promise I won't let you down."

He broke that promise more than once, but for Candice... There would be an exception. At least, he'll try his best.

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Darling, I’ve got a

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                                      in getting myself into really bad situations

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Breakfast is Served || gildedinglamour

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She grabbed her coat and whirled it around her shoulders, but she was not fast enough to leave what had become the ghost of a man behind. His hands wrapped around her arms and she twisted out of his grip. If she could hiss with the ferocity of a thousand hydras, she would’ve. But as it were, she shoved him off of her. 

"No!" She growled, not caring that she was making a scene in the lobby of the restaurant. "You dare… You dare even speak to me?? You abandoned me! You left me with fuck all, without anything except your fucking kids! You abandoned us." She hissed angrily, glaring at him. "You abandoned your sons, and me. You said you loved me and now? You don’t get to explain, you don’t get to talk, you don’t get to touch me." 

She whirled again, her lips pulling into a tight sneer as she attempted to walk away again. 

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He retracted his hands, holding them up high with his wide eyes staring at her. Okay, Candice has every reason to be mad at him. The god listened while nodding to her tantrum, cursing inside every now and then since he couldn't do anything else but to hear what she had to say. Once she was done, he matched her footsteps, still trying to get her attention because he felt the need to explain everything. "Candice, please. I know-" Hermes took a deep breath, now glancing at the pavement in order to avoid her angry eyes that would come soon... once he told her what happened. "I know we're having twins. I was there when you were at the hospital."

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Breakfast is Served || gildedinglamour

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Out to dinner, that’s all it was; a respite from the rigors of raising twins alone. That was all it was supposed to be. But look who showed up. Her body pushed back and she stood to her full, heeled height, her back arched gracefully and her eyes— normally calm and oceanic blue— burned with a cold flame. 

Without saying a single word to him, she raised her fist and punched him solidly in the face. She’d have gone for a slap, but it didn’t feel right. It didn’t do justice for him abandoning her with his twins and never saying a word to her. Claiming he loved her, that he was only a little call away… It had all built up into the power put behind that fist. she didn’t even care that her own hand hurt vaguely. She took seven years of training and all her anger and frustration in that moment out on his pretty face. 

And then she walked away. 

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To be honest, Hermes expected Candice to throw a tantrum. He even winced and covered his ears once she stood up. But when he realized that she wouldn't shout, his shoulders slowly relaxed while putting on his best smile. "Wow. I thought you were going to-"

But after the punch, everything was stars and small winged shoes, just twirling around his head.

Goodness gracious, that hurts. By a lot. The god tumbled down and dropped flat on his bum, causing the others to turn towards him, quickly rushing to the man in order to help him up. However, Hermes collected himself quiet fast; standing up while smiling then waved his hand around. "I'm okay. I'm okay, folks." His hand ran up and down his face area; no broken nose, no bruises... No ichor (which is the golden blood of the gods). So he's real good. Thank the Olympus for that.

But once his blue eyes caught the sight of Candice leaving, his heart took control. "Excuse me, but... I gotta go." He ditched the name tag and the apron, rushing towards her in a human speed before he stood in front of her and hold her arms. "Candice. Please. Please... let me explain."

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Breakfast is Served || gildedinglamour

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"Harry! Order for table six is up!"

And there goes the 'ding!' for the servers, which made Harry, a.k.a Hermes, dashed towards the kitchen window and slid a tray in order to bring the food to the customer. It was a very busy day, and the health cafe could use some help since they're a good and growing business, something that Hermes cared for, obviously.

To tell the truth, job has been a drag ever since Gaea fell back to sleep. The Mother Earth is resting peacefully, the family (and by that, he meant the Olympus) is quiet since there's nothing for them to argue about... except the usual thing, the ones that Hermes doesn't pay attention anymore. Hence why he decided to take the time off and let George-Martha do the deliveries along with his subordinates, and serving as a waiter in a cafe instead. Money is not a problem, naturally, so he just does it for fun.

"Table six... table six..." The messenger god looked around, quirking his brows in excitement once he spotted the table. Wow, a cute blonde. And from the back, he could see that she has a good figure. But something nagged in the back of his head; he felt like he knew this person. 

Nevertheless, Hermes put his best smile and marched straight towards her. He tapped his plastic name tag that says 'Harry', tugging the collar of his white polo shirt and stopped once he reached the table. For a god with a green apron as his uniform, he packed a lot of confidence. "Good morning. Here's your order, Ma'am-"

But his confidence went elsewhere once he realized who was sitting there. This was nowhere near her home, so Hermes definitely didn't expect to see the model in front of him. And thanks to the shock, the messenger god can't say anything except-

"Oh, stamps. Candice. Uh..." Nervous chuckle. "Hi."

"This is awkward."

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Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | noFavorite thing about them: Though he’s gone all the time, he cares. She knows he cares.Least favorite thing about them: THAT HE ABANDONED HER WHEN SHE HAD THE TWINS (jk i miss you is all )

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OutOfMail: REVAMPING.

WAIT FOR IT. :)

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asktheseventhwheel-leovaldez || Neglected Signs.

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Leo groaned as the box exploded slamming his face into the palm of his hand “Damnit i saved up all my drachmas for that plutonium… Don’t ask why i needed that it might get me into trouble”

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Hermes gazed at the son of Hephaestus in an awkward stare. Okay... So he ordered plutonium. Not something that anyone would've ask in their Christmas list or any list, for that matter. But since it's Leo, maybe the messenger could oversee that. "I could get some. But I think it's on hold." He flipped open his phone after, causing his helpers to hiss in return. "Oh, shush. It's my fault. I should replace it anyway." He waved at the snake dismissively, but shooting a curious stare at the curly boy. "Speaking of which... Why did you need plutonium anyway?" He playfully zipped his mouth afterwards, tossing the figurative key away though his fingers were crossed behind his back. "I won't tell anyone. Promise."