Enter the All-Father

[one_eyed_dad]

Entering the Mansion is a man that looks, at first glance, like an old (and even perhaps helpless) man, though don't let that trick you. Theres a glint in his eye - his real one, at least - he looks suspicious. He's caught off guard, and to compensate, he takes in his surroundings quickly in an opportunity to find out exactly what has happened to

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[parkinsonpink]

Pansy's sitting in a chair by a window when this newcomer enters. Not Welcoming Committee material, she merely glances at the old man before looking elsewhere.

[one_eyed_dad]

Wednesday sees the pretty girl by the window, smiles a charming smile and ambles over to her.

"Hello, m'dear. You wouldn't by any chance know where we are, would you?"

[parkinsonpink]

"Yes, I do." She turns back to the window, clearly looking for something or someone.

[one_eyed_dad]

He smiled thinly, raising his brows.

"Oh, dear, well, I would appreciate it if you would tell me. I'm a bit lost, you see."

[mad_leprechaun]

Under the rosy drink and stubble Sweeney goes pale. "Grimnir? Oh, fuck no... What the fuck are you doing here, man?"

[one_eyed_dad]

Wednesday, or so he is sometimes called, turns to Sweeney.

"Well. Thats exactly the question I've been asking."

[mad_leprechaun]

Sweeney stares at him a moment then sighs. "It's a sign, isn't it? First the fox, now you. We're all fucken doomed. Shit, I could use a drink."

[one_eyed_dad]

"We're all doomed? Sweeney, we're all dead." he says this simply, matter-of-factly, and though he doesn't roll his eyes his tone implies it.

[roadkill_god]

A large hawk fixes Wednesday with a wary, angry orange stare from the back of a nearby chair. Horus definately remembers him, and he is Not Happy.

[one_eyed_dad]

Wednesday recognized that Hawk - how could he not?

"Horus."

Well. This place was filled with gods.

[roadkill_god]

He shifted back into human form, still sitting on the back of the chair. Wednesday might notice a few differences from the last time they met, such as the fact that he's wearing clothes. And sane.

"Wednesday."

[one_eyed_dad]

"Well, you're looking much better," Wednesday says in faux-admiration.

[just_shadows]

Here's a Shadow, then, giving a brief smile. "Hey."

[one_eyed_dad]

"Hello, m'boy," Wednesday grins. Well, wherever he is, it has Shadow. That, at least, will amount to something interesting.

Perhaps.

[just_shadows]

"Where've you been? Took you long enough to get here." His voice isn't quite chiding, more teasing.

[one_eyed_dad]

"Here and there. Busy, you know." being dead. "...how long have you been here?"

How long had it been?

[three_smiles]

Michael is not as busy as he'd like to be, as evidenced by his worsening habit of being around to poke people who are not. He looks at Wednesday very curiously.

[one_eyed_dad]

Wednesday looks over at Michael, smiling when he notices he is being watched.

"Yes, m'dear, What is it? Are you going to help me figure out where I am?"

[three_smiles]

"It is a big house," he offers helpfully. "I live with a powerful woman and a man who likes birds." And he's an Angel himself. Isn't DF wonderful?

[one_eyed_dad]

"Is that so? And you?"

Not typical human. Not a god, Wednesday knew the names of all the gods. But something.