Hercules is used to stares. Staring is something that comes along with being a demigod (and wearing what many would call a skirt in 'modern' times). He wipes his brow with the back of his hand and turns.
"Wouldst thou like to take a picture? It shall last longer," he remarks, but there is no sting in his tone.
"You could gain a lot from a ruse, actually," Ava says.
Knowledgeably.
She counts off on her fingers: "Respect and admiration, nobody messing with you-- and if your strength's impossible to match, it'd mean I probably have zero basis for comparison."
"...I already have those things," Hercules points out. "Though I suppose a charlatan couldst gain from pretending to be me. But it is not in my nature to deceive. I am a hero, not a shyster."
"Well, now if anybody does pretend to be you, I'll know they're lying." She fingers her necklace absently. "I mean, unless they have super-disguising powers or something. Then I probably wouldn't."
"If they didst have super powers of their own," Herc points out, "thy wouldst probably be better off being someone other than me. For if I didst find out, they'd learn to regret it."
"...I hath not punched ghosts," Herc says, after thinking. "But many a manner of other undead beasts and creatures. My hands dost be lethal weapons, after all."
Politely!
She had been about to order some cocoa. Maybe a mocha. But now she's staring with interest at this tall well-built haggard guy.
Muscles are weird.
(Ava's a dead murderess wearing a necklace of demon clown noses. She finds nothing hypocritical about thinking glistening muscles are strange.)
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"Wouldst thou like to take a picture? It shall last longer," he remarks, but there is no sting in his tone.
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Those are big words from a man in a little skirt.
"Are you one of those Renn Faire guys?"
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"I assure you," he says, running a hand back through his hair. "I am no mere man. I am Hercules, the son of Zeus!"
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Ava brightens.
"Are you serious?"
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He flexes, to make a show of it.
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Knowledgeably.
She counts off on her fingers: "Respect and admiration, nobody messing with you-- and if your strength's impossible to match, it'd mean I probably have zero basis for comparison."
She shrugs.
"Just sayin'."
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"Well, now if anybody does pretend to be you, I'll know they're lying." She fingers her necklace absently. "I mean, unless they have super-disguising powers or something. Then I probably wouldn't."
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She smiles suddenly.
"Wwwwait. Can you punch ghosts in the face?"
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She feels like she saw that movie.
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