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Pretty fucking close around here.

How's it happening? Natural disasters, nuclear war--?

Poison gas, war, police state, crazy fucking dictators.. take your pick. The hell if I know which one is causing it.

Manmade, eh? Should've seen that one coming.

If it was an asteroid I wouldn't be here complaining.

There's no real way out of that one, no. Still, best of luck.

No, not really. Working on luck.

May as well be. But we're working on it. *because well, who is he to not say the truth?*

May as well, huh? How are you stopping it?

We're fighting back. *small smile*

Against whom?

The mob. The cops. Hell, sometimes it seems like half the city.

Half a city?

...That's not Armageddon.

Have you not been to Gotham?

Might be Armageddon, might just be Samael getting uppity and being weird again.

What's his problem this time?

Dude, I have no idea. I think he just enjoys harassing Tweety every other week and gets tired of being shot down.

Wait, wait, wait. Shot down as in "loses", or shot down as in "angels don't date demons, you idiot"?

*smiles behind his knuckles with a shake of his head.* Just because we managed to avoid the inevitable...

We can't be the only ones, now, can we?

We might be...but no, probably not.

The way everyone's going on about it we'll find out pretty quickly.

I do say, it's quite interesting seeing what's happened in other worlds.