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[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[The Pie Maker enters the plane, looking unconcerned and slightly authoritative, pushing the door open firmly and striding through it in the very way he's completely not used to doing, so it looks kind of weird, actually.] ... If she did kill him, don't you think she'd be a bit more discreet about it? I mean, if I went and killed someone with a pick axe, which I've never done, just for the record? I don't think I'd joke about it to other people. It hits too close to the spot and even if I was trying to be misleading by unknowingly make a joke that hit too close to that spot, that spot would grow and just get bigger and I wouldn't be comfortable with that and I'd get all sore and bruised from hitting it too much.

[He pauses, realising something.] Where'd the bell on the door go? [He looks around and is appalled.] Where'd the Pie Hole go? [Waits, but doesn't get any snarkiness from behind him.] ... Emerson? [He turns around, somewhat panicked.] Chuck!?

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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Hallo.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Ned stands for a bit, staring. He's used to dead bodies, but cats talking? Not so much.] Uh... hi?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

I'm Cy.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Are you all right, sir? [She has her wings out again]

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Erm... [Uh... wings? Does not compute.] No. I... don't think I am.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Oh! Is this your first time here?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[AMMY SMELLS PIE.]

Ah! Hello~ Are you new here, young one?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Ned has no pie to give to the... the... Why're there so many talking animals around here?]

You could say that.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Well, there is no need to fear. This place is only dangerous on occasion. This is the Astral Plane--a nexus of realities, you see. It is a nice enough place though I would avoid people like the Masters, the Twins and Dietrich von Lohengrin, if you can.

Ah! How rude of me. I am Amaterasu, sun goddess of Nippon. And you, young one?

[thedeltaqueen.livejournal.com]

...pie hole?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.]

As in 'shut your', as Olive says. It's my shop. Where I sell my pies.

[thedeltaqueen.livejournal.com]

[Decidedly interested kitty.] You sell pies, huh? Don't suppose you've got any going spare, do you?

[madamemoiselle]

{She taking a break from cleaning up after the party, so she's still wearing her fancy dress}

Ah, a new person! Ne, you don't have to worry about those people, Emerson and Chuck. Um, assuming they're people. I can never really tell here~

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

They're people. Nice people. Mostly. Emerson's a little... but he's a good person. Mostly. And Chuck's nice. Very nice. [Insert little wistful half-smile here.]

[The Pie Maker completely misses the point of tha- holy crap, that's a nice dress.]

Erm?

[madamemoiselle]

{She notices the smile and smiles a bit more herself}

I guess Chuck is a closer friend, then?

[fry-face.livejournal.com]

Detective? Feh, not another cop.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Not a cop. More of a... freelance private investigator. I'm not even really... it's more of Emerson's thing. I just make pies.

[ofalzarius.livejournal.com]

There aren't any doors, are there?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

... There used to be.

[D:]

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Um...it's okay, sir. This is the Astral Plane. It's a pretty nice place.

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, that's not really the problem.] How did I get here? I don't generally make a habit of ending up places I don't mean to, even if I end up in a place I don't like I usually meant to end up there one way or another, but I've never been here. And now my shop's gone. And Emerson. And Chuck. And Olive.

[contract_star]

Pie hole?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

[Where the peaches never brown, and dead fruit becomes ripe in his hands with everlasti-]

My pie shop. Where I make pies.

[Just doesn't sound as cool.]

[only-a-pup.livejournal.com]

What's a 'pie hole'?

[thepiemaker-ned.livejournal.com]

Generally? It's a colloquial phrase for your mouth, as in, things you put pies in. Specifically? It's my pie shop.