WHO: Hermes, Jesse Delacroix, Patroclus, Phantasos, Hybris, then open to fam WHAT: Rescues WHEN: Sunday night WHERE: ...place. Then hospital? WARNINGS: Mentions of torture, and Hybris totes dies again
The second Hermes heard that Roxanna's ridiculous warrior boyfriend had been kidnapped, he'd been looking for him. Not that he would admit to it, but he had been. And he was pretty annoyed that Phantasos had managed to figure it out first.
He was even more annoyed when he showed up to Hybris' hide out to find Phantasos waiting for him. Not only was the little dream god going to come along for the ride even though Hermes had said no, Phantasos had gotten there first.
Hermes arched his brow at Phantasos, but he just beckoned him to follow, descending into the building. He could feel immortals nearby, and he found Hybris in the basement, beside a very heavily injured Patroclus and some mortal. Hybris' head snapped up when she heard footsteps approaching, and she dropped the knife she'd been slicing into Patroclus with. It clattered to the floor and Patroclus' head fell backwards with a groan.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Hybris hissed at Hermes as the god approached her. "Get the fuck out of here, get your own prisoners!"
Hermes didn't even bother to address her, he just strode over to her, grabbed her by the hair, and snapped her neck. Hybris fell to the floor in a heap and Phantasos slipped by her, trying to avoid looking at his sister. Instead he focused on Jesse.
The pair were no longer chained to the roof, though their shoulders were red and swollen from the time they had spent suspended. They were tied to a chairs, and Phantasos grabbed Hybris' knife so he could cut Jesse's bonds. "It's okay," he whispered to the mortal. "We're getting you out, okay? Just stick with me."