Final Fate

He’s mildly put off by this man. But he thinks it’s a misunderstanding between him both and immediately graftign what you knew onto strange things was… normal.

Shuuhei stares up at the new man, surprised mostly by his stature.

"Really? You'd think even Styx knew his own members. But I suppose I don't know everything about you people yet. You just remind me of my own." Acheron, indeed, was a tall man and wasn't easily discernable from the clothes he...

… Only mothers whose children were killed by the Reapers, or indoctrinated.

/Acheron follows, being careful to let him have room./ I don't think I could attempt to console. It... is impossible. /He replied, softly./ But I know the feeling of someone taking something from me.

She saw that he was treading along the rooftops. She teleported and appeared next to him. “Let’s find a place up high. We might have an advantage over those things if we’re in a place they can’t reach.”

Well, she was talented. “As far as I can see, they were humans. Were. What they are now, I’ve no idea and I honestly cannot see myself helping them. They’re cruel. If Poseidon even KNEW about this place he’d be having a huge temper tantrum. As it stands, a high up ground may be our best bet. If they are chasing us a good god bolt should disintegrate them.” His reply was cool and calculating, leaning over the edge to watch.

Raven seemed a bit lost in thought, “If they were human, then something must have mutated them into what they are now. I remember a few of them saying something about Adam the first time I encountered them….but I don’t know who or what that is.

"Oh yes, because Atlantis wasn't real, Apollo and Artemis aren't total assholes and single-handedly nearly ruined the world by challenging daddy, and I'm not the mother-fucking guy who shoots god bolts, which never spawn in humans." He chuckled. "No, he isn't a myth. He's real. Fishy tail and all. And his bitchiness, too."

“Because food is important and I can eradicate and send anything that attacks us five ways to Sunday and then to hell for a quick knife to the skull?” He replied dryly. “Also, we may be transporting soon. Fucking hopefully to goddamn New Orleans.” He muttered.

“That’s an exaggeration. You may be human but you aren’t weak.” He replied, crouching down. “Fine. Give me a second and we’ll head back.” Shifting a little, Acheron pushed himself to the wall, staring out a little before pressing back against the wall with a comedically terrified face. “Okay, we’re getting the hell out of here!” He hissed.

“What? Why, what’s around there?”

"Idiot don't--"

“I agree. Being in Kalosis is better than this. Right then…” Acheron moved, hands pressing his charge back a little as he spotted the Splicers running rampant near a… Whatever the hell that thing was? A slug? He looked disgusted. Frowning, Acheron moved to step out, quickly taking Simon with him.

“It’s..it’s usually in a thermos or something, I didn’t get a good look at it. It’s usually sitting on counters and stuff?”

“Because food is important and I can eradicate and send anything that attacks us five ways to Sunday and then to hell for a quick knife to the skull?” He replied dryly. “Also, we may be transporting soon. Fucking hopefully to goddamn New Orleans.” He muttered.

"That's an exaggeration. You may be human but you aren't weak." He replied, crouching down. "Fine. Give me a second and we'll head back." Shifting a little, Acheron pushed himself to the wall, staring out a little before pressing back against the wall with a comedically terrified face. "Okay, we're getting the hell out of here!" He hissed.

“As far as my eyes can see… society itself collapsed here, due to inability to adapt, due to inability to move forward. Unlike Atlantis, this place was made out of idealized fantasy instead of cold truths.” Moving a bit slower, he pressed his body to a wall, muttering something slow under his breath.

“And the people that run around here..? What happened to them?”

“I agree. Being in Kalosis is better than this. Right then…” Acheron moved, hands pressing his charge back a little as he spotted the Splicers running rampant near a… Whatever the hell that thing was? A slug? He looked disgusted. Frowning, Acheron moved to step out, quickly taking Simon with him.

“It’s..it’s usually in a thermos or something, I didn’t get a good look at it. It’s usually sitting on counters and stuff?”

"Because food is important and I can eradicate and send anything that attacks us five ways to Sunday and then to hell for a quick knife to the skull?" He replied dryly. "Also, we may be transporting soon. Fucking hopefully to goddamn New Orleans." He muttered.

“Acheron..what the hell happened to this place? It’s like it..just collapsed on itself. All the people here are complete raving freaks..”

“As far as my eyes can see… society itself collapsed here, due to inability to adapt, due to inability to move forward. Unlike Atlantis, this place was made out of idealized fantasy instead of cold truths.” Moving a bit slower, he pressed his body to a wall, muttering something slow under his breath.

“And the people that run around here..? What happened to them?”

"I agree. Being in Kalosis is better than this. Right then..." Acheron moved, hands pressing his charge back a little as he spotted the Splicers running rampant near a... Whatever the hell that thing was? A slug? He looked disgusted. Frowning, Acheron moved to step out, quickly taking Simon with him.

Acheron took note, frowning a little as he stared at the boy. Simon was injured? That bothered him. Moving to poke his new charge’s head, he hummed. “I was wondering if it sucked. Nothing beats chicory coffee and beignets. Really.” Frowning, he walked with Simon, being very slow and careful.

“Y’know, every time I’ve talked to you, those are all you mention, and yet I still don’t have any fucking idea what those are. But I know they have regular coffee, I think. Not..much else, outside of booze in some overrun bar.”

“Acheron..what the hell happened to this place? It’s like it..just collapsed on itself. All the people here are complete raving freaks..”

"As far as my eyes can see... society itself collapsed here, due to inability to adapt, due to inability to move forward. Unlike Atlantis, this place was made out of idealized fantasy instead of cold truths." Moving a bit slower, he pressed his body to a wall, muttering something slow under his breath.