07 . march/april catchall

[necrolord]

Who: necrolord and friends.
What: God's life grows more complicated.
When: Late March into April; follows Bone House mingle and Sleepy Town log
Where: Catacombs, Bone House, etc.

Content Warnings: Marked as needed. Note all the usual warnings of this character.

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[necrolord]

[ God returns the grin with a little smile, a real flash of amusement. This guy's energy really is infectious. He can see why Gideon's so into it. ]

Happy to help. But I'm just the props guy, you're the one making bone shrapnel.

[ He raises his drink to Johnny, then waves over the beleaguered bartender. Selection's kind of limited, in a climate like this, so here's hoping Johnny can tolerate the pint that gets set down in front of him. ]

How goes recruiting?

[strikefirster]

[Look if there was one thing Jonny had it was love for what he was doing and we he was willing to give credit where credits due.]

Nah man. I'm basically in the same boat as you. The kids are the ones crushing all the bones up there. I just taught them how.

We both enabled them to pull that shit off.

[Johnny thankfully is kind of used to the beer being shit here. He may make a face briefly when he takes his first swig but it doesn't last long.]

You know? Better than I expected once I got set up here. I figured in a place like this people would already be pretty fucking badass. And I mean that's not wrong either, but they're also looking to improve on what they already have and become more than that.

It's pretty awesome.

[necrolord]

[ This is some real feel-good stuff. Johnny makes a face at his beer and then carries on, practically glowing with pride, and John smiles softly into his own drink. He has seen Gideon launching into stances and strikes alongside the skinny, elegant lines of Paul; he has seen Sayo karate-chopping skeletons with the same fervent intensity he's always caught off her in glints and flashes over a strategy game. It lights them all up, each of them. ]

Don't undersell yourself. If they're flocking to you, there must be something to it. In a place like this, we could use it.

[ It sounds like he means the fighting skills, but what he means is the morale. ]

[strikefirster]

[Johnny takes another swig of his beer to hide how proud of himself and his students he is. It doesn't work though and there's a big shit eating grin on his face when he turns back to John.]

Okay, fine. You go me, I am kind of a badass. I can't say I know why they're so attached. I'm just bringing out what's already inside them.

Who knows? Maybe that's enough to get them all motivated. It must be hard living in a shithole like this and where ever else they came from.

They could just need someone who gives a shit. You know?

[necrolord]

[ Oh, he could take that as a dig, if the guy weren't so obviously in earnest. God doesn't even say Ouch. Wrangling traumatized teenagers can't just be a one-man job, and being God makes parenting tricky. These are the things he tells himself. ]

Seems that way. If there's one silver lining of this place, it must be that we have a good group. Even Godzilla didn't stand a chance, in the end.

[ Not very kind of him to bring that up, maybe, but it's relevant. ]