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[aidoneus-rex.livejournal.com]

In Metropolis, there is a man in a dark suit. He's of a sort of non-descript middle age, not specifically young but nowhere near old.

As for what he's doing?

He's looking around. Learning. Absorbing local color. Picking up the lingo (which isn't as hard as it should be) and the customs. Occasionally having a meal somewhere and libating to that ever so beneficent monarch of the dead, Hades, just so he can explain the custom to curious onlookers. Carefully working minor miracles wherever it'll do the most good-- and once again, advertizing for the once and future Lord of the Underworld. Looking at maps, trying to figure out where he can start an underworld on this continent.

It's not his world. There's a lot to learn.

Good thing he got the brains in the family.

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[alyikui.livejournal.com]

She's close enough to the throne to pat his shoulder in a sympathetic fashion, and she's Alice enough that the gesture doesn't come off as the least bit condescending.

"They're the ones where three hundred of 'em woulda held off a metric shit-ton of Persians if it weren't for the creepy hobgoblin guy spilling the beans about some secret passageway, right?"

Yep, she saw 300.

[aidoneus-rex.livejournal.com]

Eh, from her he doesn't mind. Not that every minion should go up and pat the boss, but the heavy duty eyerolling is a little higher up on the list.

"At Thermopilae," Hades agrees, even as his narration regards that I as a potential misspelling. "And there were like a thousand Thespians and some other people there too, but all Ares ever talks about his his Spartans." On and on and on.

Okay, bodies. What's traditional to do with bodies, around here?

Hades settles for manifesting shrouds over them-- they did not stay pretty, after all.

[alyikui.livejournal.com]

It works well enough. Alice nods, at least, though possibly that's at the Spartans.

In other news: "So I'm betting this'll up the publicity."

[aidoneus-rex.livejournal.com]

"And there's no such thing as bad publicity, but I'm hoping this one goes down as 'crazy guy kills staff, god intervenes.'"

Not too bad, really. Only one other casualty, and who the hell expects someone to be what amounts to a glassbender?

[alyikui.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure that's the gist of the story. Granted I didn't show up until the giant fucking column of fire happened."

And for the record? Standing on molten pavement is totes comfy. Toasty warm! ♥

[aidoneus-rex.livejournal.com]

"Hey, for extra fun, I was demonstrating libation beforehand."

Belief seeding begun. Next project: Underworld.