his diary must look odd.

[brimstoner.livejournal.com]

Afternoon tea, death, death, death, quick shower ...

[there's a voice coming out of nowhere; until a familiar-looking redhead removes the helmet from his head, that is, tossing it up and down while he reads over a scroll.]

Well, well.


[ooc: More gods for you. Have a Hades.]

Comments

[puppet.livejournal.com]

What do you want?

[n-not about to taunt the Lone Power of all people, though she wants to.]

[brimstoner.livejournal.com]

Depends on what you got, besides the whole dragging away a body or two.

[puppet.livejournal.com]

[facepalm]

What, no big plan to overthrow the Powers that Be?

[brimstoner.livejournal.com]

Sounds to me like you're thinking of another god. S'pretty cozy down in the underworld.

[puppet.livejournal.com]

[not sure she believes him, but.]

In that case, my apologies.

[brimstoner.livejournal.com]

If I'm gunning for someone, you'll know.