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[h2][color=aba000]Chiron [Lily][/color][/h2][i][h3]Pelion’s Pub, Edge of Shinto[/h3][/i][@Scallop][/center]
[color=aba000]"Eh? Aren't today's magi s'posed to be, uh, keepin' that shit under wraps? Whatever, none of my business what they do."[/color]

Archer seemed reasonably confused by what the new arrival had to say, shrugging haphazardly as the bartender slid a fresh glass of wine over to him, one he downed without pause.

[color=aba000]"Dunno who the fuck you're talkin' about, though. Only guy who's ticked me off got killed by some other fuck yesterday, so-"[/color] He cut himself off, eyes widening slightly as he snapped his fingers a couple times. [color=aba000]"Oh! The birdfucker cosplaying as my [b]hoor[/b] niece, yeah? I mean, their bar's gone so all's well that ends well, you feel me? Poison wata' unda the bridge." [/color]

It was unlikely that the poor guy had any idea what Archer was rambling on about now. 

[color=aba000]"Anyway, the kid's out at the mo'. He'll head back once he's finished his first practical, 's always good when shit lines up well like that."[/color]

...abruptly, something about the Archer's demeanor changed when that question was asked, the bartender straightening up in turn. Then, just as quickly, he returned to his prior state, Archer himself letting out a low laugh.

[color=aba000]"Kill a god? Tough one, there, kid. See, just makin' people not believe in 'em won't kill 'em, and just makin' them wanna die won't do the job either if they're thorough enough. If you're goal's to not just weaken or stop a god, but to one hundred percent, totally kill 'em dead, well..."[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"-[b]Ending the world[/b] would do the job nicely."[/color]

The bartender interjected, his light tone breaking through the surrounding din. Archer turned around, quirking an eyebrow up in surprise as if to say 'the fuck was that, dude', before turning back to the human. 

[color=aba000]"...uh, yeah, that."[/color]