Log; Ongoing
When; 10/2 (late night at the ball)
Rating; PG-13? (language, and maybe more)
Characters; John Constantine (silkcutremix), The Corinthian (bitingnightmare)
Summary; a tour through the ground's gardens for a breath of fresh air, and to avoid the amorous advances of angels or demons
Log;
The hedge maze wasn't quite expansive as those one might see in their world. It was rounded with a center fountain, lined with benches, stone and dirt path, harboring secluded shadowed alcoves. One could smoke or trade shots of vodka out there undiscovered, untouched by the scent of aphrodisiac, though one could also question how long that spice stayed in the system after inhalation, and they both had had a brief sample. Maybe some fresh night air would clear the senses, cool the tingling (or just enhance it). Why the hedge maze indeed.
"Word gets around you're into secrets and mysteries," he upnodded to the maze, "what's at the end of that one?"
It wasn't a trick question, really. The Corinthian reached into his pocket for his third pair of shades then lifted his mask off his head, getting a little stuffy under there.
Rating; PG-13? (language, and maybe more)
Characters; John Constantine (silkcutremix), The Corinthian (bitingnightmare)
Summary; a tour through the ground's gardens for a breath of fresh air, and to avoid the amorous advances of angels or demons
Log;
The hedge maze wasn't quite expansive as those one might see in their world. It was rounded with a center fountain, lined with benches, stone and dirt path, harboring secluded shadowed alcoves. One could smoke or trade shots of vodka out there undiscovered, untouched by the scent of aphrodisiac, though one could also question how long that spice stayed in the system after inhalation, and they both had had a brief sample. Maybe some fresh night air would clear the senses, cool the tingling (or just enhance it). Why the hedge maze indeed.
"Word gets around you're into secrets and mysteries," he upnodded to the maze, "what's at the end of that one?"
It wasn't a trick question, really. The Corinthian reached into his pocket for his third pair of shades then lifted his mask off his head, getting a little stuffy under there.