the alternate universe meme.

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the alternate universe meme

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[agetes]

A few.

[ some things that he couldn't imagine parting with. a few aren't even much, but gifts from persephone, and -

well. he can't let that go. ]

Did you?

[dianayes]

[ She smiles a little, glancing over at him. ]

Mmm...a few, yes.

[agetes]

[ interesting. ]

What sentiment do you remember, I wonder.

[dianayes]

[ She thinks about the photograph Bruce located and sent her, and she thinks about the watch Steve had pressed into her hand. ]

Regret, nostalgia.

[agetes]

I see.

[ it's not dismissive, or belittling, just a statement of fact. almost something approaching empathy.

after a moment, hades looks at her again. ]

It is strange. You seem almost familiar to me.

[dianayes]

I was thinking the same.

[ She faces him properly, champagne completely forgotten. ]

Have we met before?

[agetes]

[ he shakes his head. ]

No. I do not forget those whom I've met. And I have met many people.

[dianayes]

[ In all the years she's been alive, she's met the most people during her time in the world of men. She knew everyone on Themyscira, and he certainly was not among them. No man had been. ]

In another life, perhaps.

[agetes]

There are none.

[ of this, he is certain. all men and women eventually dine in his halls, come to his kingdom. but none return afterwards. ]

[dianayes]

I know. Perhaps I misspoke.

[ She folds her arms lightly, hip checking the railing. ]

Another lifetime. [ Longer than the average lifespan, she means. It's a gamble to say such a thing, but there's just... something going on here, she thinks. ]

[agetes]

[ that -

that is different.

hades does not often walk in the mortal world. and while he and his family have not been worshiped in eons, there's some deep, instinctual part of a human's mind which does not forget. he gets a far wider breadth than most do. its something that he can cast off like a cloak, but he wears it tightly now: shoulders square, full height. henry night the collector no longer; he is hades, the king of the underworld, the god of the dead. he narrows his eyes at diana. ]

Who are you?

[dianayes]

[ The shift is interesting. She watches the way he straightens up, takes up more space. How fascinating. ]

Diana Prince is what I go by in the world of men. I am actually Diana, Princess of Themyscira. My mother was Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons.

[agetes]

[ his knees give way.

hades catches himself on the balcony, thankful that he can hold onto his dignity enough to not fall to the ground. but he can't stop his gasping, or the way that he looks at her, as if he'd seen a ghost.

(and he's seen a lot of ghosts) ]

You're Hippolyta's kid?

[dianayes]

You knew her.

[ It's not a question. It's obvious he did in some capacity. ]

How? What is your real name, Mister Night?

[agetes]

You're Zeus' -

[ he stops. swallows. it can't be. it can't be. ]

Niece?

[dianayes]

[ His daughter, yes indeed. Not that she has ever known him - and didn't know this herself until Ares revealed it. ]

Are you.. [ She furrows her brow in thought, scrutinizing him. ]

You are. Uncle.

[agetes]

Yes.

[ it takes a little effort, but he manages to speak, to splay his fingers out and rest them on his chest. a sort of an introduction. ]

Hades.

ugh it didn't send the notif AGAIN i'm so sorry

[dianayes]

[ she's stunned, the world tipping a little on its axis. She hadn't thought...there were any left. ]

I...do not know what to say.