Welcome to Gaia! :: [Edel RP] The sky is falling?!

Gelezis nodded a little as he listened to Lisane, but failed to seem moved by her story or impressed by her advice. He glanced again at Jynn as the goddess named him a friend and nodded slightly, though. Whatever worked for Laughter was fine for her, but Gelezis had his own methods and he planned to stick to them.

"Getting to the Pantheon sounds like a good idea," he agreed, as that had been his aim in coming here in the first place. "Do you know if any of the others will be there, or what might be going on?"

The god could not help but laugh a bit at Jynn's assessment of Sean. "'Dashing', you say? I suppose to some. Not my type, though." The corner of his mouth twitched, with some effort, into a sarcastic smile. Then, figuring it could not hurt to throw out a bad pun with Laughter standing right there, he added, "When I finish using up this mortal husk to return to my own past glory, I promise I will be far more attractive."

... So maybe Gelezis needed to work on his delivery - the near-flat tone of his voice that he had not been able to shake since being hit by the wave did not help - but he conceded for the moment that he should probably make sure he did not drive off this goddess and her serv- friend considering the situation.

He was not totally sure where the Pantheon was from where the three of them now stood, but Gelezis was not about to admit that. He glanced over at Lisana and waited for her to move.

"Don't take average for granted, m'lord. You'll end up with a specimen like me." He mumbled it mostly, wiped the back of his wrist across his mouth with a small sniff. Maybe the next sound from him was a laugh, perhaps a cough. In any case, when the 'information' of sorts began to pour in, he tried to be quiet. Was thankful for the quiet on his part, actually.

A scarred arm silently wrapped itself across a more ragged-looking belly, as if his clutching it would cease the rattling. He was trying not to be obvious, and with both the 'gods' deep in thought about the going ons he doubted he'd be minded, a mere 'mortal'. They were all hurting, they would all be nursing themselves somehow, he reminded himself. As he absorbed what Lisana was saying, he began to realize that for all her charm, she was beginning to ramble a little, at least in his mind. Eyelids drooping for a moment as walked along, he turned his head just slightly toward Gelezis. He wondered if the meeting summaries were what the Overlord of Magnetism had in mind when he waited for his answer- his expression relayed the question with a somehow endearing quirk of his lips.

Then his attention turned back to Lisana. Something about her story sounded funny. Well, a lot of it did, but particularly there was one point that kept smacking into the wall of his brain instead of slipping into acceptance.

"Please forgive my crudeness, but if destruction is rebirthing itself in your world, then what the hell is about to happen to the world? Sounds like it does these cycles periodically, from what you're saying, like a giant... Etch-A-Sketch. Do you have that here? Shake it and it erases, draw on it all over again?" He was really starting to hope his portkey of sorts could do a reverse trip. "Isn't that kinda... I dunno, bad? Can we -er, you gods- stop that somehow?"

No, he wasn't about to freak out, no matter how his coiling tail seemed to say otherwise. Tossing his head slightly, he gritted his teeth and nodded somewhat. "Well, in my humble opinion, you wouldn't be very divine if there weren't a morbid little bit of humor in you. Dunno. Lisana, Gelezis, either of you have anything that can defend us faster than a bullet?" He honestly didn't even know if his guns would still function here. They weren't his only defense, but it meant he wouldn't have to touch any of these 'other things'. If they worked. The fingers of one hand grazed the silver hammer of one of the aforementioned calibers, wondering if he should check, but also not knowing if his Lordship was naturally... attractive. Damn, weren't they just the trio? Really.

She shook her head in denial. "Destruction has been here some time. This wave... whatever created it, is something else. It just feels different than what has been happening."

She watched Jynn a moment, then smiled. "We were brought back because we were needed. Wanted. It was not our intention to fade. To die. Whatever happened unsettled it all. I would hope this was to correct it. People were pulling together. The gods returning to set it right as we used to in days of old. Our hosts chosen by a need within us."

"I don't pretend to understand it all. But this time I must do more than I did last time." she said and then indicated the street ahead. The pavement was blackened and cracked and she knew it was not far around the turn. "We are close to the Pantheon. Perhaps a block or two."

"I wonder what we shall find inside," Gelezis mused, voicing aloud the question that Sean was also pondering. "Do you think you might be able to examine the situation inside first, Lady Lisana, and let me know if it would be safe to enter in my present state?" He chewed his lip a little, and frowned. "I ask not out of cowardice, mind you, but because I wish to be able to do something to help as well, if I can in this condition, and I would serve no one if I rushed ahead not knowing if Sean's form could take whatever was going on at the Pantheon."

He glanced over at Jynn again, and added, "For your friend's sake, as well, since he seems set on joining us." The god grudgingly admired his courage, at least. "Little else for us to do but try, no, Jynn? And I would say you appear to be a member of this plane as much as the rest of us. I take no issue with you getting in on whatever is going on." If they failed, it would not matter either way, but more hands could only help. So long as they stayed out of Gelezis's way when it mattered.

Where had chivalry gone? Asking a woman to poke her head into a dangerous area?

Notice how Jynn didn't argue, though. Someone like him against a god seemed like... well, as effective as bringing a knife to a gun fight. Not that he wouldn't try, of course, but Gelezis had a good idea as far as scoping out what they were up against first. "Well, thank you lord. It's an honor to fight by your side."

So her power was... making others laugh? "I think all we need for a look is a distraction. It should more than suffice. As for my talent... I have a hard time dying." A slight smirk at that, "So it should work out well enough. And you Lord Gelezis, what tricks might you possess?" His eyes quickly looked over the area, then back over his shoulder to make sure they were not being followed. He could... smell something horrible in the air. How had life sufficed in this area in reaction to the 'wave', anyway? The sidewalk was definitely worse for wear, as well as the surrounding buildings. Everything seemed so gray and lifeless here, and ahead a hint of the behemoth of a temple they were traveling to.