She'd hidden it and hidden it well. So well that even she, herself, would more than likely forget where it was put. But she found herself worrying. Found herself wondering what had become of him. Especially after everything that had happened. Shaking her head she left her home with every intention of going to the precinct. Going to work or finding ( Read more... )

( Minor spoilers involved! Trying to keep it vauge though. )

A teenaged boy with an axe clutched in one hand sprints up the staircase of an empty warehouse, taking the steps two by two.  He's in hot on the trail of a vampire- the last of a nest he had taken out.  He flngs open the door and dashes out onto the roof...

Except the roof? Not so much a roof.  It looks more like a hotel lobby.  Well, now.  Isn't ( Read more... )

After being mocked by Balthazar for hiding, John decided he'd at least venture out of his room. He sat in the kitchen, smoking and staring into a glass of whiskey. If anyone wanted to join him, that was their business. He was perfectly content to just sit alone and think about nothing.

Typist: ... not friendly, but interesting? XD

Well, Murphy had promised his brother that he would get out more. Place was weird, no shit, but Conn had said there were friendly people about, and Murph was nothing if not sociable with friendly people. And hey, even the non-friendly sort were interesting, if they could throw a decent punch ( Read more... )

She's not an impressive woman; almost everything there is about her is muted. Her voice is gentle, her movements are slow and deliberate, and even her gender seems to have been softened to the highest degree. Perhaps because of this, she radiates a serenity that may be difficult to overcome (but has been, by certain people who refuse to accept ( Read more... )

House knocked on Wilson's door, a pathetically thin case folder in his hand. John Constantine had come into the clinic this morning with a bad cough. They'd run some blood tests, scanned his lungs, and the assumption at the moment was fairly advanced cancer. But House wanted to doublecheck with the resident cancer expert.

He knocked again, and

*walks in with a nice suit on ( Read more... )

*lights up another Silk Cut and eyes everyone warily*

Name's Constantine. John Constantine. That's really all you need to know about me.

Typist: -- John Constantine of the similarly titled movie. He's not much of a talker, nor is he a people person. So come bother him! :D

*straightens his tie* Hello. My name is Balthazar. I deal in many commodities. Some of my business is with the corporate world and some of it is for a more... exclusive clientele.

*smarmy smile* But I'm here to help you. For a price.

Typist: *many apologies in advance for him* And oh yeah, he's from Constantine.