[Event Post]

[magmaheart]

Probably before demons started invading Domino (or during, Geo's open through 'natural disasters' and 'monster attacks.') you can find him sitting near the back of the bar, looking... quite distressed. He punches numbers into a calculator over and over, then letting out just... the worst noises.

Comments

[magmaheart]

"...I hope that's true. I thought I was out and then Trendafilka brought in... A mess of other stuff, that's not just her. Think I'm being sucked back in, slowly and surely.

...Really? Man. I hope so too. That means... Huh. That's hopefully not ominous."

[loggedinlauren]

It was really really weird.

*She sighs*

Like, the demon girl made some post somewhere going like 'who killed my evil demon butler' and Sylvia just went 'I did it, me me me!' because Sylvia is kind of an idiot sometimes. But it's probably resolved.

[magmaheart]

"And she didn't... try and come after you guys?

... Huh.

Either he was a real twat, or she's... got bigger fish to fry. And if she was keeping a guy like that around as a butler?"

[loggedinlauren]

She... seemed nice and... said she wasn't gonna conquer the world, so...

My stupid sisters are rubbing off on me, goddammit. I'm an idiot.

*Lets out the biggest groan and pulls out her phone to scroll through stuff. Rambling stuff like "of course we're out of the weird fire, only met my sister's girlfriend's sister and had to go along with the actual fucking demon wings thing godfucingjgkl" and various similar things*

Found it! Uh... does the name Layla Adams mean anything to you? I tried googling it and it didn't bring up any celtic mythos or anything weird.

[magmaheart]

"Layla Adams...?"

He scratches the back of his head.

"My pops' roommate's last name is Adams...? That's about all I got, sorry."

[loggedinlauren]

Probably nothing, then.

...You sure there's no way out of weird stuff?

[magmaheart]

"You... might want to truck down my pops or him. Might be worth figuring out.

... Positive. Unless you get out of this city."

[loggedinlauren]

...Eh, whatever. Got nothing better to do I guess. Killing ghosts was fun the first time, and I fucking rule at it too, apparently. Might as well give it a shot. Where's your dad?

[magmaheart]

"Not all of them... are ghosts."

He shrugs.

"I dunno where pops is. I assume since weird shit's happening, he's knee deep in it and trying to beat it to death with its own limbs."

[loggedinlauren]

...Huh. Your dad is way cooler than mine.

Next time you see him, tell him you found a tech girl that's looking for work in fighting whatever. I don't do the fake goth, blue highlights bullshit, though. It's an ugly stereotype.

[magmaheart]

"He wasn't always great. It's been the last near decade or so he's been trying to get better about it and... actually managed it. It's hard to hate him now."

Deep breath. No bringing up baggage right now. He holds up a hand. Starts texting on his phone.

"Done. I think... he may basically be running the 'defense against the weird' show at this point. My best friend from High School was, but, uh. Y'know. Life happens."