on the mere existence of Avengers colognes.

[ohmythor]

"Smell like four of the Avengers"?

Really?

No, that's just... [ MAKES A FACE. A REALLY WEIRDED OUT SCRUNCHED UP KIND OF FACE. ]

I can't be the only one that thinks that's just kind of ... creepy. --no, I really don't want to know. Seriously, no!

[ seriously for real this is a thing thank you think geek for making all my dreams come true ]

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[ohmythor]

Well -- if it's any consolation, I think I like the sound of yours the best. Even if the whole idea is still weird to me.

[andtheotherguy]

It's. Something.

I wonder if the nutmeg is for India.

[ohmythor]

... yeah, about that. Why India? Still curious about that.

[andtheotherguy]

It's a good place to hide.

[he shrugs one shoulder]

[ohmythor]

So's a remote island in the Pacific.

[ Not sure she buys it. Then again, it's not really her business, is it? ]

I mean -- sorry. It's not really -- it just seems like a strange choice.

[andtheotherguy]

It's not just about keeping off the radar. An island is basically one big rat trap for the other guy. No more running. If someone found me, I couldn't stop them turning him into a weapon, or studying him to make more.

India...it's easy to live off the grid there, but it's not too hard to access scientific resources there, which isn't a common combination. And India has plenty of other people's problems to worry about.

[ohmythor]

[ Absorbs all this in silence for a moment. ]

... okay, point taken. But you seemed -- pretty in control, in New York. At least, from what I could gather of the news footage.

[andtheotherguy]

It's not about control. It's more like...leading by impulse.

Imagine he's a wildfire. A huge wildfire that you can't put out, and it'll jump any ditch you dig. There's nothing for it except letting it burn itself down. But if you have greenwood on one side and dry grass on the other, it'll burn towards the grass first.

Aliens trashing Manhattan? That's practically gasoline.

[ohmythor]

[ That's sobering. Her brows draw together as she listens, and she sighs slowly through her nose. ]

... there's got to be a better way.

[andtheotherguy]

I've tried. Trust me.