Hercules
Character Aesthetic
Literate
Rp Serious/AU/Historic
Ships with Chemistry
“People do crazy things, when they’re in love.”
#SubscriptioPseudonym
@DemiOf_The_Dead Hercules laughed at that picking up the one she was struggling with and placing it back upright.
“That’s fine, this shouldn’t take me very long.” He commented “Maybe afterwards we could go get something to eat and catch up? I’ve never met one of my cousins before.” He grinned—
@DemiOf_The_Dead —on the same page. Well I should get back to rebuilding this market place. I feel bad about leaving a mess.” He laughed off turning to get to work lifting each of the pillars.
@DemiOf_The_Dead That seemed weird...Hercules could only let his brows furrow in confusion wondering what horrors she had to live with to say something so passionately about her own father. It made him feel bad for her as it reflected in his baby blue eyes.
“Oh, well, I suppose I’m glad we’re—
@DemiOf_The_Dead —us. Your dad had it coming to him.” He states still not sure what her intentions were, but if there’s anything he knew about God’s or children of them, there’s usually a reason for stopping by out of seemingly no where.
@DemiOf_The_Dead That causes himself to blush as he immediately let’s go of her hand and runs the back of his head. “Oh uh, they exaggerate that part a bit.” He laughed awkwardly, not really one for that kind of attention. “Nice to meet you Demetria. So I hope there’s no hard feelings between—
@DemiOf_The_Dead —thing was still hard to get used to. “I hope it’s all good things.” He laughed being sure to use a practice measure of strength so as not to break her hand. “I didn’t catch your name.”
@DemiOf_The_Dead He supposed he just had that kind of face that people could tell their whole life story to. This felt fairly familiar when he first met Meg. Though he didn’t mind. He liked listening.
“Oh people are talking about me?” He flushed a shy smile crossing his face. This whole famous—
@DemiOf_The_Dead He snorted at that as she looked herself over. “No it’s not that...I just wasn’t expecting to have a cousin from him. Um well it’s nice to meet you.” He said offering his hand to shake her own. Maybe she was nice? Maybe she wasn’t looking to fight him? Or make a deal? He hoped—
@DemiOf_The_Dead “Now when you say father, do you mean Poseidon or...” Herc went silent unable to finish his sentence as the look they shared seemed to already confirm what they already knew.
@DemiOf_The_Dead —family reunion. “My cousin? Are you sure you have the right guy?” He asked his hand moving to scratch the side of his cheek as his blue eyes looked his cousin over wearily.
@DemiOf_The_Dead He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly at her comments, wincing at his own destructive klutzy habits. “It was ...an accident.” He mumbled out before looking back at her in confusion. Cousin?
He only met one uncle in person...he didn’t know if he could survive another—