eighth . action

[tacklepounce]

[ Once she's briefly scoped out the rubble of her own home -- and come up with damaged kitchen knife to keep on her as a weapon, because it's better than nothing -- Nepeta goes searching for other people in the ruins of Mayfield. All she wants is to find friendly or familiar faces, and if you stop long enough to talk to her, you'll probably get: ]

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[devilwithananny]

[There's a young, human blond boy looking through the rubble. Not for anything in particular, simply because he has nothing else to do. And when Nepeta approaches, he looks up to her and says, as if it was the simplest thing in the world:]

Armageddon.

[tacklepounce]

[ She wanders closer, frowning. ]

What's that? I really don't like it so far!

[devilwithananny]

The end of all things, when man is judged and held accountable for his actions.

In some worlds, it is by the will of God. In others, by man's own folly.

I'm as yet uncertain about here.

[tacklepounce]

Umm... what if you're not a man? Or even human?

Is that why we're still alive and okay?

[devilwithananny]

It does not matter. Man or alien or monster, the judgment will affect all.

[Lucifer just shrugs and shakes his head a little.]

I don't know. I lack information on the current situation.

[And for someone who is usually in the know? That bothers and pisses him off so much.]