Go outside for some relative quiet
From Create Your Own Story
You breathe in the cool, pure Olympian air after escaping the crowded party. Looking over the dark shapes of Olympian buildings, statues and bridges, you realise just how beautiful and bright the stars are up here.
“A beautiful night is it not?” Hermes asks, coming to stand beside you. “My Lord Hermes.” You go to bow. “No need,” he abolishes you, “where all immortals here.” you laugh, blushing slightly. “Needed some cool air?” Hermes asks. “Yes my Lord, the party was getting kinda wild.”
Just then, a loud crash, followed by drunken laughter, can be heard from the party. “Indeed,” Hermes raises an eyebrow, causing you to giggle. “And no need for this ‘my Lord’ business. One as pretty as you may call me Hermes.” he takes your hand, kissing it. You blush even harder at this, but before you can respond, a scream pierces the night.
Down below, a dark figure runs across your field of vision, disappearing into a clump trees. “Not to worry.” Hermes assures you, just Artemis. Drunk. Again.”
