[OPEN, DINER CATCH-ALL] war, children, it's just a shot away

[wordvomit]

Who: EVERYONE (Yes, even Mirrors.)
Where: Eighth Floor Diner
When: 12/18
Rating: PG to PG-13
Summary: With the help of a Japanese schoolgirl, one man overcomes his neurosis and invites literally everyone to the diner.
The Story:

[Ned wasn't optimistic at the beginning - matter of fact, Ned never starts out thinking optimistically about anything, simply as a force of habit. Healthy paranoia, often misconstrued as abject pessimism, is what weighs heavily on the Pie Maker on a daily basis.

Adding actual monsters - ones different from him, who are much larger and fictional and hungry - to the mix only serves to amplify his anxiety.

It comes as something of a relief when Tohru recommends barricading the windows and stockpiling supplies, blankets, an assortment of foodstuffs and some First Aid, all of which are suggestions Ned undertakes with enthusiasm and the assistance of his diner-mates.

Now, with all the tables upturned strategically and the blinds drawn, he's almost elated they had the foresight to work things out early as a new transmission hits the public sphere.

He sends out another message almost immediately, this one Mansion-wide.]

IF ANYONE NEEDS A SAFE PLACE AND YOU CAN'T MAKE IT TO THE CLINIC OR LIBRARY

COME TO THE DINER ON THE EIGHTH FLOOR

WE HAVE FOOD* AND SHELTER IN THE EVENT OF CATASTROPHE

*But please be patient with that, there's only a couple of us working the kitchen.

[The Pie Maker, who loathes close proximity and sometimes gets claustrophobic, almost regrets hitting SEND.

Almost.]






NOTE: This is OPEN MINGLE CATCH-ALL, anyone and everyone can meet up with their friends/family/associates in the diner if they need a safe place to stay and don't want to leap willy-nilly after Her Highness into the Rabbit Hole it's ironic because the diner is called The Rabbit Hole.

Comments

[onlyhomemade]

[A slight furrow of his brow at the start to protest.]

It matters to me.

[A frank look, doing his best to make it seems like he genuinely cares about Ned's well being despite recent trauma.]

I don't know this Lucifer as well as I'd like and there's no telling what he'd do if he were bored. Lurking is tame but that doesn't mean he won't escalate if you ignore him too much. Better to take his attention off of you, I can handle him.

[He shrugs.]

Besides, what kind of angel would I be if I didn't at least offer to protect humans from Satan?

[Regardless of his stance on them back home... Satan was a whole other story. Especially when he threatened his potential allies.]

[wordvomit]

[I can handle him. Ned lets a wry "famous last words" die in his throat and feels his upset stomach reach up to make him nod. He doesn't agree and he's certain that the Devil could decorate the walls with his insides like an explosive went off in a plastic bag full of chili, but he doesn't say any more on the subject.]

Great.

[His 'smile' looks more like a grimace, but it's best to leave the Pie Maker be.]

I won't, uh, owe you anything, will I?

[People just don't do Nice Things for free.]

[onlyhomemade]

[Gabriel is sadly unaware of Lucifer's full strength. He knows he killed William for what seemed like a desire to let his rage consume him so he'd kill more people. But that's unsurprising in the whole of it. He's lucky he had angels piled on him before he did something he would regret. However, this is also an opportunity to see more of Lucifer and figure him out. He doesn't mind the risk involved.]

Consider it an equal exchange for all of this delicious free pie.