Presently, she returned to Olivia at home with her hero costume and badge. As mentioned earlier, she had considered continuing the NATURAL DISASTER name, but her therapist had told her Meteorology was enough of a memento: to do more may be harmful.
So her badge read: KRONOS.
Quoth Amelie: "Thank you for keeping it Greek."
"Isn't Kronos male?" said Olivia, ironically.
"Castrates their father and overthrown by their son? Sounds like a woman to me." Iris scratched the back of her neck. "Look, I searched for a Greek goddess associated with time. I couldn't find one, and I got myself worked up seeing how many of them are just associated with mushy things like love. Why not a goddess of murder for a change?"
"What about Artemis? Goddess of the hunt?"
"She's also the goddess of chastity, something I certainly am not."
"She might've just been a lesbian, you know."
"Those aren't mutually exclusive."
"Well, at least her's was out of choice." nodded Olivia. "What about Athena, goddess of wisdom? Oh, wait, that wouldn't work either." She grinned. "No, I like it. It's good. You look great."
Iris's costume was a white, high-collar overcoat, with black spikes running down the shoulders to her black gloves. When she was about to kill, she would sometimes lean back with the overcoat widened to reveal the red lining inside, lightning arcing between the spikes. Kairos was latched upon the back of the coat.
"Those spikes come out so you can throw them?"
Iris nodded. Truthfully she had shown Amelie first, though there was no romanticism between them; they had been texting more often of late and had settled into friendship. Amelie had continued to go up the ranks as quickly as a woman with her neuroses might be expected, and it had become a game between the two. "I've been practicing my shucking."
"Your what?"
Iris shucked her jacket into Olivia's face and heard her laughing beneath the fabric. "Don't laugh. That's enough time to kill a host."
"Sure."
Olivia peeled it off her, but Iris refused it. "Wanted to try something real quick. Felt a bit of a shift with this recently, but there wasn't any point until now." She dumped the pieces of her desert eagle out on the couch, repaired it, then walked out of the room. It & the jacket disappeared, and she walked back into the room wielding & wearing both. "Think I've gotten to where I can revert my own host aura. Grab anything I've once held."
"Any other use to it?"
"Not that I can think of yet, but it'll make getting dressed much easier."