WHO: Hermes, The Doppelganger, Merlin WHEN: Wednesday WHERE: Peitho's apartment WHAT: Confrontation and exorcism WARNINGS: Demons and stuff.
With his wives and acolyte staying safely away from their home, Hermes had had to make his way back to their apartment on his own. And just maybe Hermes was realising he wasn't as well liked as he had thought, considering literally no one had commented to his post aside from Merlin who had fucked up, and the kid. No one had offered to help him get home from the hospital.
No one gave a shit he had spent months tortured in a basement. And yeah, that stung. And he was going to get really drunk about it. But first things first, there was a demon to deal with.
Hermes entered the lavish lobby of his apartment building, complete with the cane he needed to walk. At least he had graduated from the wheelchair! He spotted Merlin and raised a hand in greeting, before making his way over to the man, slowly but surely. "Merlin," he said in greeting, his voice low. "Get this over with then?"