[Hermes never expects texts from the angels, but right now? He expects anything.
Well, almost anything. Anything except that. He reads the text over and over at high speeds before groaning, burying his head in his hands for a good minute. Then, he shoots the Morrigan a small smile with an excuse me before sending out his own texts.]
To [Fam: Papabear]
We have to assemble, at least the Twelve. We can't wait on it anymore. I can run again, I'll be there asap, and I know that Ares, Artemis and Apollo are on their way from NYC too. Assembling can't be any less dangerous than this.
To: [Fam: Polly Pocket, Artemis, Ares]
Change of plans, going straight to London. See you there be safe. Tell Terpsi bye for me.
To: [ Minders ]
going straight to London, shit just got real. Meet me there ASAP, Cam find bring a wheelchair. I might need it.
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Well, almost anything. Anything except that. He reads the text over and over at high speeds before groaning, burying his head in his hands for a good minute. Then, he shoots the Morrigan a small smile with an excuse me before sending out his own texts.]
To [Fam: Papabear]
To: [Fam: Polly Pocket, Artemis, Ares]
To: [ Minders ]