#heightofhermes

"i want to take you somewhere.” amadeo points over to the stables when he gets closer to blake. “i heard about the castle some of you went to and then the zoo. i think you could use a bit of a break, right?” his brows push together as he pulls his pants up a bit. 

after making sure that he looks presentable, then he settles down a bit and stops fumbling with his outfit. surprisingly, it’s more sporty than what he normally wears. a light blue sweat suit. the shirt is cropped and a little bit oversized and the joggers are slim fitting. then he has on a pair of white air forces for a little boost. 

The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of near death experiences and dramatic revelations. As exciting as it might have all been, it was overwhelming. It was why morning like these, sitting on the edge of the water, guitar in hand, he was able to get all of that nervous and angsty energy out. He’d been about three quarters of the way through his song when he saw an familiar impossibly tall demigod strolling down the path. His emotional ballad quickly shifted to something a bit more upbeat, a melody suspiciously similar to “Here Comes the Sun” by the Beatles.

Once the figure came closer, Dean’s smile widened. “I thought I was the only one up this early,” he called out to Blake, gesturing with his head for the other to join him. It had been a while since he’d seen the son of Hermes. Honestly after what he’d heard about his quest with Wren, he had been afraid he would have left. 

From possession to near death, Blake wasn’t having the best of times.

Sorin clipped by his side as Galen fluttered further ahead. Estera, the owlbear cub, currently dozed in Voithos’ garden. When he whistled to get Blake’s attention, Sorin’s ears slid forward. “Are you helping with repairs or sulking?” He asked Blake pointedly, gaze focused and unyielding. It was as much of an offer as he’d make—provided Blake took it as one.

“Yo, Speedy Gonzales.” Hudson greets the son of Hermes as he passes by him. “We got a trial comin’ up,” he states as he decides to follow behind him. Blake had been around for months now, so he technically wasn’t new, but he was part of the half of the demis that have never been on a trial before. “You excited ‘bout it? Ready to be nearly killed by our parents to help Viorel prove his worth to his dad?”