Dude looks like a Hermes
In retrospect Strife guessed things could be a whole hell of a lot worse than they actually were right now while standing just outside of Anteros' perfect little ocean side home on his perfect little drive. Especially when considering some of the fucked up things that had happened to him before. At least all his inwards were still inside
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"I haven't seen Ate is so long, man this will be sweet! Oh Oh!, You think this Anteros fella is gonna have any of those Chocolate covered pretzels and stuff?"
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"Fine, so we go to see Ate, then you come in and whatever, right?" Pause.
"Get lost then..."
And Then 'Strife'/Hermes knocked on the door.
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More company? Maybe I should start charging people for meals... Sort of a godly B&B... you could charge extra for...services rendered...
She grinned, unfolding herself from the sofa and leaned to kiss her friends cheek before moving to the door and opening it... Sure, it was his house, but she could be the hostess.
She blinked in surprise as she saw who it was, then grinned brightly
Aww... Ant, Look who came to visit...
She reached up and ruffled Strife's hair, then pulled Horkos into a hug What rock have you been hiding under, baby brother?
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He smiled, and peered around into the house.
"So this fella you're living with is taking care of ya, right? Cause I like wouldn have'ta hurt'm if he wasn't, you know. Talk Dike into raining some form of holy justice down on his ass and all."
He grinned cheerfully and moved into the house, intent on greeting the Erote.
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Strife walked up the drive and leaned against the garage door lingering for awhile and waiting for someone to invite him inside but that got boring so then he tiptoed around a corner of the house, looked back at the door and then looked across the street from behind a twisted tree to see if anyone was watching him before he sprinted toward the door. He stopped on the welcome mat which didn't include the welcome and again he looked across the street and almost caught himself whistling before he clamped a hand over his lips and looked back at the door hoping no one noticed the blunder.
He strived for inconspicuous. Strive being the key word. From there he sprung and dove under a window.
It was hard to peek through the mopey flyboy's windows and spy in on what was going on in there. The windows into this house had some kind of artificial snow stuff clouding the windowsill and Strife feared blowing his cover if he were to rise up. Man! That sucked. He wanted to see inside!
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"Fed-ex" he gritted out, at least making an attempt to talk like Strife. "You've been invited to dinner."
He smiled slowly...Going for that goofy, sinister smile of Strife's...He imagined there was No goofiness in the smile though. Then he turned and made his way back to the table, and smiled at Ate, and Hori who was looking rather nervous or confused...or both.
Hermes imagined it wouldn't take much to confuse the boy...small brain, he was certain, was housed in that small body of his.
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Following Hermes inside he took a seat and glanced toward those seated and back to Hermes, "What's for dinner?"
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"It looks lovely Ate," he commented while using tongs to relocate salad into a separate dish.
"Strife, shall we continue our conversation?"
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