hadriel | video; un: Clyde

[ The video shook a little before finally landing on his face. Well, the profile of his face. Seth had turned it on without realizing then stepped away. He glanced back, catching something moving in his peripheral.

Shit.

[ A look of illumination graced his features and he stopped his approach to turn off the feed. Seth cleared his throat, his expression more accepting of their surrounding circumstance than his frustrated focus of seconds ago. What could he say? He was glad to have a speaking voice again. Might as well put it to use. ]

If there's somethin' that getting sucked from one mess to another's taught me, it's that nothin' lasts forever. All this shit's temporary... I couldn't talk soon after ending up here. My better half couldn't hear. And some of you got acquainted with the pain in the ass who lives with us, Leo. --Who by the way, can't exactly help what he is and didn't fuckin' ask to be made but still lives buy a code. But I digress...

[ Seth sat back after the brief introduction of sorts. ]

I'm Seth. Seth Gecko. You've already met Leo on here. As my Bonnie once called him, 'a walkin'-talkin' after shave commercial' who sang for you. Margo hasn't graced you all with an appearance yet but that's probably thanks to the roller coaster we've been through since arriving. She'll no doubt talk about magic when she does. Me? Well, I'm just a run of the mill guy from Kansas City. No powers, though not too bad with a piece.

[ He leaned forward and pulled out a gun tucked at the small of his back, brought it to view then returned it. ]

So if I haven't bored you all to hell yet, maybe some of who's left can enlighten me on what life's been like here? It seems the breaking up into islands is something new. Before ending up here, the three of us were at a place in France--or at least, it seemed French--that nobody could make a sound or chance gettin' torn apart by monsters.

Anybody sharin' insight about life here, you've earned yourself some manual labor. Or anythin' else I can come up with.

[ He offered an expectant look at the end. Not quite a smile, but a signature move when trying to get something without the means to obtain it otherwise. ]

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[ She received a nod in acknowledgement. A fucked up week didn't seem all that pressing with how calm she said it. Maybe she'd seen worse shit where she came from. Seth filed all the information away.

It was weird hearing the gods liked showing themselves, looking human. Even weirder was 'Love' looking like an acid trip. His face showed Seth processing information while looking a little confused / disturbed about it. ]

They ever talk about bein' on Earth? [ A beat. ] You from Earth?

[she has indeed seen some fucked up shit. what she is is fucked up shit.

she assumes that they take human form as the majority of Hadriel's residents are human. and she thinks that they think that appearing as human makes them more sympathetic to the residents. and from what she's seen of Love, Love is likely too scatterbrained to assume a form and keep it. and she maintains her jaded expression and tone]

Nope. Where we were, the desert planet? That was their home. The Null destroyed it and killed all of the gods' . . . I'm not sure what to call 'em. They call 'em hosts. Apparently, they could feel emotions at will and the gods would feed from that.

And yeah, I'm from Earth. Seattle.

No shit?

[ What he was referring to was anyone's guess. Everything was feeling a little more Star Wars than Indiana Jones--his experience fighting monsters had been more Indy, creatures on Earth wreaking havoc. Seth hadn't been sure about Reims but now being told that Hadriel might not be his home planet had him pause in thought.

He continued after the long pause. ]

And this ain't Earth? How would they know about Earth and bein' able to feed off emotions?

[ The assholes were probably enjoying on the feast of confusion that was Seth Gecko in the moment. He was glad she was from Earth, even if he didn't know much about Seattle. ]

Absolutely, positively zero shit.

[George has had nearly a year to get used to the idea of being on other planets. and half a year to get used to the idea of the supernatural. all in all, she's coping well enough.

she lets it all sink it. she knows it's a lot]

No idea. I know that the Door--what brought you here--doesn't just take people from Earth, though. Where're you from?

[coffee, hipsters, rain, there. you know Seattle]

[ More was making sense from what he'd seen. Seth hadn't met anyone who didn't come from Earth--even Leo was set out on it in the future. Now he'd been taken from it. It pissed him off, giving the powers that be even more emotions to feed on. Assholes.

She asked about where he was from, missing that he'd said it in the initial broadcast. No big deal. ]

Kansas City, Missouri. Time spent in other spots but never been out your way.

[ Five years in prison, Seth had missed out on hipsters but he knew about the rain and coffee. He liked the coffee. All Kansas City had was barbecue and steaks, outside of sports. Not that she looked like the cheerleader type. ]

[Earth's a pretty popular place to be from, but she's met people from other worlds too in her time here.

and he'll have to feed the gods in George's place. her usual reaction to the gods' stunts tends to be mild irritation these days, but she's been here for almost a year]

And I've never been yours. What's it like?

[George is so far from the cheerleader type. she was the slacker type, but then she came here and that kind of had to go out the window]

Typical midwest. [ He gave half a shrug. ] Kansas has more of the suburbs side of the city. Missouri's got the Chiefs and the Royals. Known as a hot spot for Jazz. Decent barbecue and steaks. ...All of that you can pretty much get anywhere else. My uncle made himself right at home in Texas.

[ Seth could do without any of it. He wanted a real city like Vegas, New York or Chicago. Or give him a tropical paradise to sip drinks on the beach with a beautiful woman. ]

I like some jazz. Like Nina Simone and Ella Fitzgerald. I have a couple of their CDs here. Found 'em in the shops. And no offense? But Texas, ew.

[George probably would've stayed in Seattle all her life, not out of any love for the city but because moving elsewhere would be too much effort]

[ He gave her a nod in agreement. ]

Thanks to Eddie--that uncle who ended up in Texas, I'm more a Billie Holiday than Nina fan. But a lotta love for Ella and Coltrane.

[ Seth held the smallest of smirks, amused at her reaction to Texas. It wasn't much different than his reaction when the man who raised him had first told him about the move. ]

What's your beef with Texas?

Billie Holiday's great, too. I just haven't been able to find any of her CDs in the shop yet. Sometimes, the shops are nice.

[her reasons for her distaste are more political in nature]

I'm from 2003. George Dubya Bush is president. Enough said.

Any chance these shops have anything to watch movies with? Including movies.

[ He liked music but movies were more his thing. Not that he'd had a lot of time on his hands since arriving but it'd be good to know. ]

Oh three? Seriously? ...I turned fifteen that year. I'm from twenty-seventeen. You don't even wanna know who's president.

[ Politics wasn't his thing but Seth could see why the world went to shit in Leo's time (further in the future). ]

Nnnnnope. At least none that I've run across. Tucker had a copy of "Highlander" and some stuff to watch it with, but he had to get it from the gods.

[George likes music because she can put her headphones on and drown out other people with it]

Serious as a heart attack. And 2017. Weird. A lot of people here seem to be from around then. And yes, I do wanna know. C'mon, tell me.

[ His brow arched up at the mention of someone having a film and something to watch it on. Asking the gods for stuff was a thing? Seth might get right on that. ]

Mister Trump Tower himself. You remember that part in Back in the Future where Doc laughed about an actor bein' president? This don't hold a candle to that.

[ Politics wasn't his thing but he still couldn't believe how the last election went. ]

It was between him and Hillary Clinton. Money won.

--wait, what.

No way.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!

[ It wasn't often that Seth guilted over something not pertaining to people close to him, but he felt a twinge of guilt not having prepared her a bit first.

Instead of words, he pressed his lips together and made a face that was both 'I wish I was kidding' and 'my bad' all in one. ]

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