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kaisou2026-04-15 04:57 pm
doublethumbsup) wrote in kaisou2026-04-15 04:57 pm
action / video; un: doordasher
WHO: Hermes
WHERE: Libra Video & Cottage Action
WHEN: A few hours after this
WHAT: Hermes tries to fix the river.
WARNINGS: n/a
[Of course they're going to livestream this.]
[Hermes is at The Cottage. Sneaking into the dry river area. Technically they don't have to, they're Persephone's sibling. But this is for the video! Which they have set up on a rock. They are holding an EMPTY pet carrier as they step into the dry riverbed.]
[They flash the camera a thumb's up.]
Okay. Door to River test... uh. One?
[It's science if you document it!]
[They plunk the pet carrier down in between some rocks, wiggling it a bit to wedge it in. The door to it is one of those cage-types. Nothing bigger than a finger can fit through. But it is, in fact, a door. And they are the God of Doors - like SOMEONE said.]
... I thiiiiink there's... [Their expression is unfocused for a moment. Staring into space, and for once it's not because their braincells have expired.] Okay. Got it. It's a boat sunk in some kinda... really big river. Somewhere.
[Don't ask, they don't know geography.]
[A visibly deep breath. They hold out their hand to the pet carrier door and, as usual, it glows golden. They brace, expecting a torrent of water to come gushing out the glowing portal. To fill up the riverbed they're standing in and...]
[...]
...
Oh what.
[blorbpth]
[That's it. That's all the water that comes out. A thin little blob of it that either dries up or gets absorbed into the dirt in moments. They frown. Stepping over closer to examine the pet carrier. They shake it a bit. Then a bit more. They lift it. Turn it upside down, shaking it again like they're trying to dislodge the contents.]
[Nothing.]
[They right the carrier, squinting into the still-glowing door. Now, does Hermes do the logical thing and, oh, we don't know, stick a hand in, knowing there's a roaring river of water on the other side of their glowing portal?]
[No.]
[No, they do not.]
[Instead they roll fantastically low on the wisdom check and stick their head in.]
[Immediately, they drop it, coughing, sputtering, and falling over on their backside. They are utterly and completely soaked from the neck up, their hat has fallen off, and water is running in rivulets to soak their hoodie. From the carrier, though, there is only another sad little plip of water. Hermes sits there, coughing and staring daggers at it.]
Okay, what the hell!
WHERE: Libra Video & Cottage Action
WHEN: A few hours after this
WHAT: Hermes tries to fix the river.
WARNINGS: n/a
[Of course they're going to livestream this.]
[Hermes is at The Cottage. Sneaking into the dry river area. Technically they don't have to, they're Persephone's sibling. But this is for the video! Which they have set up on a rock. They are holding an EMPTY pet carrier as they step into the dry riverbed.]
[They flash the camera a thumb's up.]
Okay. Door to River test... uh. One?
[It's science if you document it!]
[They plunk the pet carrier down in between some rocks, wiggling it a bit to wedge it in. The door to it is one of those cage-types. Nothing bigger than a finger can fit through. But it is, in fact, a door. And they are the God of Doors - like SOMEONE said.]
... I thiiiiink there's... [Their expression is unfocused for a moment. Staring into space, and for once it's not because their braincells have expired.] Okay. Got it. It's a boat sunk in some kinda... really big river. Somewhere.
[Don't ask, they don't know geography.]
[A visibly deep breath. They hold out their hand to the pet carrier door and, as usual, it glows golden. They brace, expecting a torrent of water to come gushing out the glowing portal. To fill up the riverbed they're standing in and...]
[...]
...
Oh what.
[blorbpth]
[That's it. That's all the water that comes out. A thin little blob of it that either dries up or gets absorbed into the dirt in moments. They frown. Stepping over closer to examine the pet carrier. They shake it a bit. Then a bit more. They lift it. Turn it upside down, shaking it again like they're trying to dislodge the contents.]
[Nothing.]
[They right the carrier, squinting into the still-glowing door. Now, does Hermes do the logical thing and, oh, we don't know, stick a hand in, knowing there's a roaring river of water on the other side of their glowing portal?]
[No.]
[No, they do not.]
[Instead they roll fantastically low on the wisdom check and stick their head in.]
[Immediately, they drop it, coughing, sputtering, and falling over on their backside. They are utterly and completely soaked from the neck up, their hat has fallen off, and water is running in rivulets to soak their hoodie. From the carrier, though, there is only another sad little plip of water. Hermes sits there, coughing and staring daggers at it.]
Okay, what the hell!