✴ SCENE: “The Feather and the Truth”
EXT. OUTSIDE A LIBRARY – GOLDEN HOUR
Laura holds a peacock feather in her hands. The colors shimmer. It’s beautiful, delicate — she twirls it like a wand.
Laura (smiling softly):
“This is… kinda magical. Like, real mythological magic.”
Hermes, laying on a bench in nothing but his usual pants, bucket hat pulled low, mirror sunglasses gleaming, lifts his head lazily.
Hermes:
“Yeah. Those eyes? Used to be real.”
Laura (blinks):
“Wait, what?”
Hermes stretches. The sun glints off his shades.
Hermes:
“His name was Argos. Guy with a hundred eyes. Couldn’t nap. Couldn’t be snuck past. Couldn’t be reasoned with. Hera loved him. Used him like a walking surveillance camera.”
Laura:
“So you… what, outsmarted him?”
Hermes:
“I tried. Told him a really long, really boring story. Some of his eyes fell asleep. But not all.”
He pauses, voice flattening.
Hermes:
“He blinked. I panicked. I stabbed him.”
Laura just stares.
Hermes:
“It was a very tense moment.”
Laura:
“…And the eyes?”
Hermes:
“Hera kept them. Glued them to her favorite bird. Now people call it beautiful. I call it mildly horrifying.”
He shrugs and leans back again.
Hermes:
“Every time I see a peacock I hear passive-aggressive guilt-tripping. ‘Oh look, Hermes. Remember what you did?’”
Laura (quietly):
“…You stabbed a guy with a hundred eyes.”
Hermes:
“He blinked!”
Laura:
“Hermes.”
Hermes (grinning):
“With all due respect, that’s a you saw nothing feather now.”
He pulls the hat down over his eyes again and mutters:
“Long live Argos, the world’s most annoying nightlight.”
(i am aware, he did NOT stab out the eyes in the original story, i just made this up, because it would fit him more imo)
Godmode: Enabled 