|Laverna (momentstolen) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-01-08 21:55:00
|Entry tags:||hermes, laverna|
Who: Hermes and Laverna
What: Thief Bro's
When: Thursday evening
Where: Hermes' place of business
Warnings: TBD but doubtfully much more then language
Guilt wasn't something Laverna ever dwelled on. She never felt sorry for those she stole from, or those she conned out of their homes and livelihoods. It was what she did, what she was. But she did like Hermes just enough to offer an apology for helping in his whole incarceration moment. She'd been fortunate enough herself to avoid that entire debacle, so she'd brought him a gift.
She even didn't go her normal route and instead of picking his door she knocked. She'd come when it was darker, and she thanked winter for early evenings, feeling much more comfortable in the dark. Once she was let in she grinned at him. "Hermes my good friend. How's tricks? Did you know they make shoes named after you now? They're atrocious though so you ought to go talk to them."
With that she set a box on his desk. "An apology. I was going to get the Hermes shoes but well, they're kind of ugly." Instead she'd gotten him winged shoes, a statue, and some jewelry. The Olympians had always responded well to flattery.