Open Bar Post for the duration of the event

[luckynumberthree]

Who: Anyone!
Where: The temporarily-relocated bar, now in a 1st floor tea room until the fifth floor becomes inhabitable again.
When: The duration of the event
Rating: ???
Summary: With the fifth floor being overrun by Silent Hill shenanigans and weird unfortunate afflictions, the bar staff has temporarily relocated to the first floor until they can return upstairs. Unfortunately, they're still cursed by the unfortunate truth-telling side effects. Drink and Tell at your own risk.

The Story:
The bar has weathered a lot of events in Wonderland, and will no doubt weather a lot more, but between the recent string of murders (Thanks, Dean Winchester) and the current vivid atmosphere on the fifth floor, everyone had agreed that finding somewhere a little less terrifying to get drunk was a requirement until things got sorted and back to normal.

Of course, moving locales doesn't seem to free them from the new geas of truth-telling that's seemed to invade anywhere in the mansion that nourishment is offered. That's not enough for them to close their doors, though. In fact, Simon's all for this, because he thinks it could provide some pretty amusing interesting revelations. And as he is the one most visible in the bar for the next few days, he could use some of that. Jo's still recovering from her attack and he might still be over-protectively fussing just a little.

He's his typical welcoming self to anyone who wanders in for some alcohol, however, always ready with a drink and likely some inappropriate humor. Delve into deep truths at your own risk, however.

Comments

[luckynumberthree]

Oh Simon is going to be taking it up with them. Or at least one of them. A little warning would have been nice before they all had to deal with this out of the blue.

"So he's like this back in your time. And no one's managed to fix him? Sam either? Aren't you guys and the angels supposed to be able to do things about this? Or do we need to start digging up a priest or an exorcist around here?"

Not that he's sure they have one of those. Technically.

[goesdown]

"Well, he's black-eyed back in my time, but he's not like this. The mark calls for blood and I've been sending him lesser demons to kill to satisfy that need. He's hardly a bloodthirsty monster, though."

He leans his elbows on the bar. "If we do fix it, we haven't yet."

[luckynumberthree]

"This seems a hell of a lot more personal than bloodlust, either way. It's not just anyone's blood he's after here. There's a very obvious pattern in who he's been seeking out," Simon points out with a frown.

[goesdown]

"There is." It's his old life--his life before the mark, before his time with Crowley. He can see that much.

"Whatever this is, maybe it can run its course. Jo just has to stay out of his reach until it's over."

[luckynumberthree]

"That's asking a lot, you realize that, right?" Simon gives him a dry look. "Not to mention, if he gets determined about getting to her, God knows who could get caught in the crossfire. The longer he's left free, the more dangerous he's going to be. And to more people than just the ones he might be holding grudges against."

[goesdown]

"I know." He takes a deep breath. "This isn't my first trip to the rodeo, but I can't offer you much more than advice."

He remembers his mistakes with Tom last year. The deal had screwed him and maybe he was screwing himself again in keeping his word to Dean, but at least this time he'd been honest with people about it. That's progress, right?

[luckynumberthree]

"Yeah, well. I suppose that's better than nothing," Simon huffs out a sigh, pushing back from the bar again, looking agitated and frustrated.