#hermeswaywardson

[qceensofkings-a]

A visit to Hermes cabin//Hermeswaywardson

Isabelle had gone to the Hermes cabin to see if Peter had lived up to her expectations. The brunette had hired him to keep the son of Dionysus company while she and Darcen had went on that quest. She walked into the cabin, not bothering to knock. "Peter?" Isabelle looked around. The brunette realized he wasn't in there.

Instead, Luke was in there. "Oh sorry, I probably should have knocked but Peter said I could just stop by..." She said, her hands going into her pockets.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

Main Group || { Miserable Is My Middle Name } || Closed RP

I'm sorry.

The nightmare pulled Theo back to reality, causing him to wake up with a jolt. Gods, that was not fun at all. His body shuddered in response. The boy automatically looked around, but what he seek was not there. Not anymore.

With a glum look on his face, he walked slowly to the ladies' part of the cabin, glancing at the empty bed that once belong to Raven Parker. His soulmate in every way. It was clean because he cleaned it, collecting every piece of her that he could find for his trophy; his memento of that girl he loved so much. A trickle of tears fall down to his hollow cheek as he climbed to her mattress, curling up like a ball. Then he sobbed again, for the fourth time of the day.

It was unbearable. Only after a week (or two, Theo was bad with time after all), the boy was falling apart from his loss of lover. He wanted to ask around, maybe talk to his sibling, but he couldn't get out from his own room. He only walked to the dining pavilion and back each meal time, then that's it. His stubble had grown to a beard, his weight was diminishing each day, even his sanity was not exactly there anymore. Theo never talked to anyone after Raven left him, which made him antisocial to the maximum extent.

He kept on crying until he heard the dinner horn. The son of Dionysus wept his tears, didn't bother to change his shirt as he walked towards his own table. He pick a bunch of grapes and his goblet, whispering for water. That's all he could digest ever since she was gone. Then, his silent state began; eating alone, ignoring the glare that everyone was giving at him.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

Mission Statement||Closed RP||Main Verse

Beep. Beep. Beep.

                               "What was that....?"

                                                                  "It's your life, boy."

The dark hooded figure loomed over Theo's shadow on that open field. Was is Asphodel? It was hard to figure out. Gulping his fears, the son of Dionysus tried to look brave, but he failed when the being growled. Was it a monster or a god, he didn't know. All the boy knew was, that figure was up to no good. And speaking of Asphodel...

                                                      .... Was Theo dead?

"You're not dead."

He jumped a little when the figure spoke again; he didn't expect that fact, to be honest. The opening was eerie and dark, with no stars in the sky and humid weather to match the horror. "Then what am I doing here?" He urged himself to ask, hands clenching so he could take whatever the other said next. But the other just chuckled instead.

                                  "That's for you to find out."

                                                   "How?"

                                 "Try asking the Hades' children."

And with that, he jolted awake. The smell was familiar; he's in a hospital. There's several people watched over him: doctors? Nurses? But he must admit one looked familiar. "Raven? Iz?" He tried to make it out, but his eyes were still fuzzy from waking up. There's bandages on his head, a fresh one. Not from his previous quest.

"What the hell happened?"

[claryiisms]

Returning to Camp Half-blood||Percy

After the battle for Olympus was over, Percy had gone back to school and he had heard from Annabeth that Luke had returned to Camp and had made amends with everyone and was fitting back in nicely in Camp.  Percy was in his bed when he heard the door open and he knew his mother wasn't home till later. He hadn't been feeling well so he stayed home from school.

Walking down the stairs he clicked the pen and a sword appeared as he rounded the corner to see Luke.. He relaxed, "Luke..What are you doing here?"he asked as he didn't' know another thing or person was after him. Annabeth had found out and asked Luke to retrieve him and bring him back to the camp. 

[qceensofkings-a]

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“Dear gods…” Isabelle muttered, “I suppose Kronos popping up in my dreams isn’t very pleasant.” She said under her breath looking down at the ground.

[peterthemessengersson]

+3 approached Hermes Cabin

Peter heard someone approach Hereme's cabin and went outside to investigate. He noticed that an unfamiliar face was nearing the cabin and smiled faintly. Though he wasn't sure how to greet them he took a shot at it, "'Ello," He greeted with a small wave.

[princesscurlsannabeth-blog]

Luke|Annabeth- Same As I Was

It was a while after the fight between her and Luke and she hasn't seen him since. In the back of her mind she knew that she should go talk to him or at least Violet but she kept her distance. He wasn't the same or that's what she thought. What happened to the old Luke?  The one who would go running and train early in the morning; the big brother she used to know. You would think that since she had Percy that everything was perfect. It was the complete opposite. The demigoddess loved her boyfriend with all her heart but family came first; it always had. Inhaling deeply she knocked on the Hermes cabin door three times before bouncing on the balls of her feet impatiently. "Luke, it's me." She called to him, hoping he was there.

[istoleapolloscattle]

Death||asinnerscurse||Drabble

Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.

OutOfMail: This will take place in The Last Olympian. I'm a bit rusty at the time line, so pardon for any wrongwritings. >.<

So, he was mad at Annabeth for not giving his son a second chance. Hermes glared down at the vision before him as he fought the most annoying yet powerful Titan ever existed, Typhon. A little swat there, a little of returned mails on his head... But to be honest, he wasn't helping much. But since he wore the flight suit and had transformed his phone as a caduceus, he must. And while he turned his weapon to laser mode, he mused back to what just happened before.

Annabeth had that one choice, only one choice. Luke had come under the flag of truce, begging at her but she coldly pushed him away. The boy could be safe. He could have the life back, despite what Hermes saw in May's vision. Even though most people won't believe this, but the choice is in their hands, not the Fates. Either they accept it or not, that was entirely their decision. But no. The messenger god sneered as he swatted Typhon's hand with his laser. Fate decided to strike in and be cruel.

After what it seemed to be forever, the hotshot Percy Jackson succeeded at his plans, which was making Zeus mad. Hermes didn't blame the big guy; he was just too stubborn to realize which one was right. Athena did the right thing, but the Lord of The Sky was a bit... what's the word? Hardheaded? But now comes the rough part; facing the truth.

Hermes wanted to cry; he wanted to beg to the Fates to let him live. Luke had so much inside; his abilities, his ideas, his brain... Everything. The god loved him very much. But now he had to watch him die, slowly and painfully. As Luke was still consumed by Kronos, Hermes yearned to interfere, to protect his dear son. But the truth of being a god kicked in; he couldn't. So when Luke finally come to his senses, all Hermes could do was screamed, inside and out, tears dripping from his eyes like a waterfall. His hands trembling and he gasped for air, even though he didn't physically need one.

The god must agree that he neglected his kids sometimes, but why Luke? Why his kid? Why not that Jackson, why not Annabeth, why not the others? He was one of the most caring god ever existed. He helped mortals and immortals alike, quite frequently even. Hermes trembled when Luke was tilting on the line of life, asking Annabeth if he ever loved him.

Oh, Luke... my dear son...

But Annabeth refused, of course. And with that, Luke's life come to an end, staring blankly at the sky. Hermes scurried to the Underworld, only to find Luke's soul to be brought some place else. Some place he deserved to be in; Elysium.

The last of his tears were wiped, replaced by a bittersweet smile. "I love you, my son." He whispered as he stepped back, ready to celebrate the son of Poseidon's triumph with an aching heart.

"I will always love you."