pc catchall for ray (selfimmolates)

[requiemed]

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[selfimmolates]

He deserves it, trust me.

[senri. senri did.]

Unappreciated offering.

[requiemed]

Jeez, tell me how you really feel. What did he do?

[There's an inch of sympathy in her expression, but it's clear enough that she still mostly just finds it funny.]

I guess their punishments are going to be pretty creative.

[selfimmolates]

Have you met the guy?

[ugh.]

Yeah, well. Moral of the story: be careful not to piss off the gods.

[requiemed]

Yeah? He seems fine to me. I guess he's a little excitable, but...

[She looks down at herself, then gives a pointed glance to all that glitter.]

It seems like I'm doing alright so far. But I didn't introduce myself... I'm Zoe.

[She sticks out a hand.]

[selfimmolates]

Way too excitable.

[while ray is an armed, rude 12-year-old shit, he's not a completely rude shit, so he takes zoe's hand.]

Ray. Nice to meet you, barring the circumstances.

[requiemed]

And your solution to that is to orchestrate a glitter attack eventually.

[It's joking, at least, as she gives his hand a shake and then lets go.]

Nice to meet you, too. I'm kind of surprised they brought someone your age here... Not that you're not capable or whatever.

[selfimmolates]

I'm kind of surprised they brought you here. Unless your statue omitted a lot, compared to the ninjas, spirits, soldiers, androids, and whatnot running around, you seem remarkably... normal.

[requiemed]

[Dryly:]

Maybe I'm a superhero in my free time. You never know.

[selfimmolates]

[just as dryly:]

Yeah? And what would your superpower be?

[requiemed]

Oh, you know. Flying, invisibility, x-ray vision... The whole package.

[It's still dry, but there's a hint of a smile there now.]

[selfimmolates]

Heh. What lightning bolt hit you? That's how some superheroes started, right?

[requiemed]

I was thinking a radioactive spider, but I guess that wouldn't make me fly.

[Hm.]

Maybe I got bitten by a radioactive bird.

[selfimmolates]

Honestly, I'd be kind of impressed if you got bitten by a bird. That, or wonder what the hell you did to piss it off.

[requiemed]

Right. Zoe Murphy, tormentor of birds.

[A smirk.]

[selfimmolates]

Careful, there's a guy with a crow walking around here.

[requiemed]

I'll survive. Laser vision, remember?

[selfimmolates]

You're going to kill the bird? Harsh.

[requiemed]

Nah. I'd go for a warning shot first.

[selfimmolates]

So, you're the kind of superhero who tries to be semi-peaceful at first?

[requiemed]

I mean, I would hope most superheroes don't just jump to murdering everyone they don't agree with.

[selfimmolates]

I'll admit it's not my area of expertise.

[requiemed]

The superheroes or not murdering people?

[It's a joke, probably.]

[selfimmolates]

Oh, definitely the not murdering people. [a beat.] Superheroes.