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[aidoneus_rex]

Once, there was a pleasant city here. But that was before Ottawa suffered the usual statue-rampage... and something large that looked like it tried to kind of a lot of buildings as furniture before heading further north. Most residents are dead or fled, though there are a few squatters still hoping to get by on scavenged food and shelter

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[alyikui]

How's this for flame-retardant?

Alice Cooper is a) dead and b) fire.

No, really. It's a thing.

So there's one ghost, entirely incapable of interaction with the physical world, staring at Hades with a look on her face that says, more or less: I can't decide whether I should be giving you a scolding or a standing ovation.

What she does give him is this:

"...dude, that brought me here all the way from fuckin' Kansas. What are you?"

[aidoneus_rex]

Whoa, what the-- he sees dead people.

Which wouldn't be so weird if he were, you know.

HOME.

But hey, dead people, he can handle. In complete violation of several laws of physics, the flames cool as they pale down to gaslight-blue.

"What am I? A god. Of the Underworld, which unless I miss my guess, is where you should be. You know. With the whole shade thing you've got going on there.

"Hey, way to retain coloration, though, that's a neat trick."

[alyikui]

"Yeah, it's-- I-- what? Hi. Uh. Nice to meet you. I'm Alice, and you..."

Anne was big into the myths and stuff. Alice, on the other hand, was big into... well, Disney.

"...you are Hades."

Blink.

"Okay, this is officially weirder than the fucking Apocalypse."

[aidoneus_rex]

"Color throw you off? It happens. You get a couple mosaics, a few bas-reliefs doing the whole blue thing, people tend to forget fire comes in decorator colors." He shrugs. But hey, wait a second-- "Apocalypse? ... Yeah, that'd explain the generalized rubble."

You know. The stuff he didn't just melt into slag.

[says_say_what]

One of these days, Jetstorm's going to figure out what the frag it is with this place and fire. Until then, he's settling for being nosy.

And so there's a jet circling like a vulture (thankfully not like a purple angst one) above the god, peering down at him and debating the intelligence in going and questioning Mr. Hi-My-Head-is-on-Fire about what just happened. He slowly circles lower and lower, inherent nosiness winning out for the moment over self-preservation programming.

[aidoneus_rex]

Hades, now a 'victim' of Shattertime, is not what you'd call a happy god. In fact he's still rather angry, twitchy god who is still suffering from periodic bouts of bright red-orange flame.

In direct violation of several laws of physics, the flame is hotter when it's redder.

He doesn't yet see the great big metal bird circling overhead. This might be to said bird's advantage, in case he wants to announce himself and not get a surprise fireball up his thrusters.

[says_say_what]

Yeah, the bursts of flame make things just a tad bit iffy. So Jetstorm circles lower again, briefly whistling to get Hades' attention. "Hey, squishy! Looks like you have a little problem in the whole head department."

He hasn't seen anyone with their head in flames before, and he's assuming it's not what you'd call a normal thing.

[aidoneus_rex]

Cue one Lord of the Dead looking up at...

... one funky metal harpy. What in Tartarus?

The flame dials back from orange-red to blue, less because Hades is calmer than because he's confused. "And you're pretty much the weirdest kite the world has ever seen, so I guess we're even." Except the part where Hades was slightly ahead, because, you know. Divine.

[misterbunny]

Shortly thereafter, hopping through the melty ruins, a little bunny rabbit comes a hopping, pausing from time to time to blow on his feet to help keep them cool. He doesn't really need to do it, but why not?

When he finally sees the person who cause the destruction, the Rabbit can't help bu sit back and ponder. "Excuse me, but did you know your heads on fire?" He might not.

[aidoneus_rex]

Boy, that bunny gets around.

The double-take as Hades looks down at the bunny is pretty darned expressive, and is coupled with his head cooling off a bit. "Did you know you're a rabbit?" he counters, wry.

[misterbunny]

He's a rabbit. They get everywhere. Plus, he's programmed to always be in the most interesting places.

"Only in shape. Nice job here. Almost as good as my entrance. Not quite, but close."

[aidoneus_rex]

"Yeah, well, a god gets a little testy when he gets yoinked out of his neatly-arranged universe and plonked down in the middle of, hey, Deadsville Nowhere, without so much as a 'pardon my cross-dimensional hiccups.'"