Hellboy | Hellboy + World War Z AU | Barways, after the war.

[mixed_murder]

It is not every day that Hellboy comes in the bar. Big, lurking; this time, covered in black goo. Very rarely does he go to the bar, ask for a biowaste bag, put his trademark trenchcoat in it, and pass it back. He won't be needing it anymore

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[o_eightyfour]

The man who has been sitting at the fireplace and watching Hellboy go through his motions knows probably better than anyone that guilt is something that doesn't go away, despite other people insisting that he is a heartless monster.

Perhaps he is in some ways -- heartless. He doesn't seem bothered by the hulking man, though, and what he's staring at is the fire as it burns whatever it is that Hellboy tossed into it, not Hellboy himself.

He clears his throat quietly.

[o_eightyfour]

"I assume," because there's really no other explanation, "That things have been nearly cleared up."

Where Hellboy was from.

[crownedwithfire]

"Oh yeah. But I'm being taken to another White Zone soon," he says. He can't get the disease. He can't be turned. And he doesn't need half the rest the humans need...

... and those big broad shuolders and heavy hands are good for point.

"Probably Iceland."

[o_eightyfour]

He looks the other man over, considering.

"Yes, I can see why you would be sent there." It was good of him to help a country not his own, but he supposed that now it wasn't a priority to contain, just to exterminate.

[crownedwithfire]

Hellboy is a global citizen. He loves all countries that will have him.

"It will be a long deploy," he says.

[o_eightyfour]

"I'm sure you do not tire as mere men might," he states.

"And there will be other long deploys."

[crownedwithfire]

"Aye." Lots of them. "A lot of old cases got shelved. But then, a lot of old cases probably also got graved, too."

Plenty of magical folk who aren't magicking anymore.

[o_eightyfour]

"Some for the best, undoubtedly."

Probably more for people like him than people like Hellboy, but still.

[crownedwithfire]

"Maybe," he says. "Some will get worse. Some will figure out-- ways to harness the death. Something." He shrugs.

He's not looking forward to the next ten years.

[o_eightyfour]

"There are those people looking to do the same." To be fair.

[crownedwithfire]

"Suppose so. But they're not my problem." The weird shit. That's Hellboy's problem. "Specialized agency."

[o_eightyfour]

"There's always specialized agencies for everything. I am sure it has become someone else's problem."

[crownedwithfire]

"Probably, yes. I don't envy them." And he really doesn't.

[o_eightyfour]

"Nor do I."

Hopefully people would die like they were supposed to.