Sun Heat

—before that, though, when he’d deemed himself a considerable ways away, he’d been crouched just above the ground, trying to conjure literally anything that might respond to him. Shadows, snakes, even a small damn storm cloud—nothing was answering him at all!! UGH, if this wasn’t just getting worse an’ worse... Where in the hell could the two of them have even been spat out that he couldn’t summon just one tiny thing?! And how come he could still summon somethin’ while...!

...?????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“H—Huh!?” Shit, he’d gotten too damn invested with his own thing; but, hey, hasn’t anyone ever thought to put a bell around this guy’s neck?!

“You—!” Scared the hell outta me, asshole, and that’s a damn hard thing to do when that place was made for me!!! “W—Wow, you came outta nowhere...!”

Ahh, but isn’t that such good timing? Another portal that the ol’ sun just conveniently found (or sensed, or whatever) nearby? He doesn’t really trust it one bit; he channels that into sounding confused, questioning.

"We will use that portal." His tone says there shall be no questions asked, even with the danger it provided. After all he is Ra the allmighty sun god, leader of the egypt pantheon- horrible rick rordan books not withstanding-

He is over towering, muscled form over the other. but there is annoyance in his face, as if the very motion of this whole thing was causing him great stress. He was smiling but in such a tense way it looked awkward and he looked ready to kill.

“But of course.” What he quite agrees to, though, only Hermes knows. “But I must admit, too, that I’d be quite shocked if any managed to witness anything through your Magic, my lord. The eyes of mortals are a bit too sensitive for all of this.”

Well, most were, but that was neither here nor there for the moment. Far too many were focused on just how much power—all the little scientific terms the mortals used, though also admittedly included, were coming through the tablet in bits and pieces even as Hermes spoke—the sun was currently emitting to worry about things like extraterrestrial creatures, anyways. The situation wasn’t likely to be of much of a real issue.

“Let us just hope things don’t change for the unexpected.”

"Mortals are made in the image of gods. Do say less of what they can do is to spite the fates, for they are a band that would enjoy the world burn."

Ughhhh, forget it, forget it all!!! He’s sick of all this; maybe if he can just get far enough, just trying shouldn’t...

“Haha,” unable to keep all of the dryness from his voice, he simply turns on his heel and points in the opposite direction. “No, no, it isn’t that, but I think I’ll go and walk a little bit anyway~” Or I might just conjure somethin’ up to knock myself out at this freakin’ point. “Staying still isn’t too good for me, but I won’t take but a sec!”

If only he didn’t have to come back at all, but separating from this guy when he’s already goin’ and saying they’ll wait together wouldn’t be smart. Besides, if he wants to figure this guy out any, too, he’s gotta keep close; walking away entirely now would only be stupid, so without waiting for too much of an answer, he just jogs his way off. He’d already gotten the permission (not that he asked for it!!!), so it shouldn’t be like any freaky birds start comin’ after him!

There is a twitch, then Ra starts walking. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other. one foot in front of the other.

"There is a portal nearby."

“As I said, then, do forgive the intrusion,” Hermes bows his head once in apology, both genuine and mildly amused; the existence of these creatures has long been one of controversy, and not just amongst humanity. Being able to see what that which they can’t, though...

Well, stories for another time.

“Is there any assistance you need, though, sir?” Mere propriety sees him asking, as Hermes has no business here nor there in this matter—the domain isn’t his own, and all he was told to do was check—but if Lord Ra truly required anything, he felt inclined to permit the favour. Not that he ever would say it that way to the elder deity; still, apart from their initial introductions, as well as the many moons that followed, they’ve been getting along quite swimmingly these days. In the way that his Lordship showed such a thing, anyway, but Hermes can understand that which went unsaid; experience has taught him well.

"Observe the humans through this, it is ...seeing their radio stations. See if any one of them has observed the phenomenon. if you can kill them, it would be better."

Honestly Ra opinion that all humans should die, is just frosting at this point. He hates humanity, hates how they easily turn back on their own creators.

“What a frickin’ nightmare...” Surely someone’s noticed he’s gone, right? Why wasn’t someone tryin’ to call him back!? Dammit, he figured even that ol’ lug-head Ram-chan would’a come barreling through time and space just to look for’im! What happened to bein’ my champion, big guy—!?

“I wish we just knew where we landed.” Speaking mostly to himself, the serpent looks up into the sky—Eugh, too bright, too much light!—with a hand over his eyes. Not that that’ll really accomplish anything, but it’s gotta do somethin’...

Actually, no, he should do something; even in an unusual situation like this, and while he can’t do anything stupid like just sitting on his ass, he still has to do something. Careful with himself or not, he’s got plans to see to fruition! He can’t be spendin’ time with this...with this weirdo, even if he is the same kinda one as he hates!! Hell, that alone is all the reason to try to find a way to get away from’im like this!!

“Er, Mr. god, sir...” he still has to sound like the kid, though, annoying as the shit is, “...shouldn’t we try to look around? Get our bearings, or something? N-Not that I mean to rush ya,” I do. “I guess, but how else can we get back if we stay in one place...?”

"..."

It is infact, not his fault this time. nor is it something that he wants rushed. After all he is a god, but the insult to his being requires a lot of processing time.

there was a slight movement as Ra outstretches his arm, and a golden metal eagle was formed, the divinity of it obvious with how shining it is.

"Go, my eye."

And then he releases the eagle into the sky, it seems he's up to the task of doing something at the very least.