Hermes looked up and, knowing from expirience that the man was drunk as a skunk, bounced up to his feet and bowed.
"Hermes, god of thieves," he said proudly. Today he was wearing his winged sandals, as well as a rather light tunic (England was never warm enough to go naked when one was outside). "And who are you?" he asked curiously, smiling. "Another Asgardian?"
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Date: 2006-05-31 06:01 am (UTC)"Hermes, god of thieves," he said proudly. Today he was wearing his winged sandals, as well as a rather light tunic (England was never warm enough to go naked when one was outside). "And who are you?" he asked curiously, smiling. "Another Asgardian?"