John smiled as he made his way through the club, this was going to be slightly tricky but very fun. Midnight had a nice, concerned look on his face when John walked in.
"Looks like you've been pissin' in some wheaties mate." John has a bundle wrapped in brown paper under one arm and the rifle is slung across his back under his coat where no one can see it.
"Shouldn't piss off pretty ladies with green eyes, they tend t'hold grudges."
"This isn't a joke Constantine. If it's who I think it is, you're just as threatened."
He gestures to the walls where the ve-ves painted upon their surface seem to be bubbling as they begin to fade.
"We're running out of time Constantine. It won't be long until it can get in here. You can't stop a god with wards."
Midnight goes to his shelves and begins rifling through books, scrolls, tablets and boxes, casting them aside as he does.
"Nothing. Demons, angels, ghosts, I can handle. Not this."
Dead and dried roots hanging from the beams above suddenly come to life and green tendrils and flowers begin to spring forth, quickly turing the ceiling green and alive. The unattended skin drums in the corner resound with an ancient tempo as a knife in an alcove suddenly flies across the room, sinking itself to the hilt in the wall right next to Midnight's head.
He waits till he's sure she's well gone before putting Midnight bunny back on the table and taking off his coat.
"Right, her ideas of what t'do with you an mine are a bit different Mate." He unslings the rifle and holds it up where rabbit eyes can look at it. "Recognize this?" He smiles with a dark intensity. "She says I can't kill you...we'll see I might get t'that point yet. But you think seriously about takin' this mystical three crap off me or I'll kneecap you so you bleed throughout your entire eternal bastard of a life." The gun is put back on his shoulder.
"Meeehhhh! Wrong answer Mate." He picks up a jacket lying on the back of a chair.
"Guess it's life in a bunny coop for you for a bit." and before Midnight can move he throws the shirt over him and wraps him up so he won't be able to bite him.
"If you're not lucky I'll get you stoned an let me girlfriend pull you out of her hat in Vegas."
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"Looks like you've been pissin' in some wheaties mate." John has a bundle wrapped in brown paper under one arm and the rifle is slung across his back under his coat where no one can see it.
"Shouldn't piss off pretty ladies with green eyes, they tend t'hold grudges."
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"This isn't a joke Constantine. If it's who I think it is, you're just as threatened."
He gestures to the walls where the ve-ves painted upon their surface seem to be bubbling as they begin to fade.
"We're running out of time Constantine. It won't be long until it can get in here. You can't stop a god with wards."
Midnight goes to his shelves and begins rifling through books, scrolls, tablets and boxes, casting them aside as he does.
"Nothing. Demons, angels, ghosts, I can handle. Not this."
Dead and dried roots hanging from the beams above suddenly come to life and green tendrils and flowers begin to spring forth, quickly turing the ceiling green and alive. The unattended skin drums in the corner resound with an ancient tempo as a knife in an alcove suddenly flies across the room, sinking itself to the hilt in the wall right next to Midnight's head.
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"If my lord an master isn't here, worst she can do is knock me around a bit."
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Unless he hid for long enough, that is...
Midnight turns an evil eye towards COnstantine.
"If you know of a way to hide me, do it. You will remain and offer yourself up for Anansi's vengeance!"
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"Right, her ideas of what t'do with you an mine are a bit different Mate." He unslings the rifle and holds it up where rabbit eyes can look at it. "Recognize this?" He smiles with a dark intensity. "She says I can't kill you...we'll see I might get t'that point yet. But you think seriously about takin' this mystical three crap off me or I'll kneecap you so you bleed throughout your entire eternal bastard of a life." The gun is put back on his shoulder.
"We clear fuzzy?"
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"I'm going to have your head next to my sisters!" squeaks the irate bunny.
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"Guess it's life in a bunny coop for you for a bit." and before Midnight can move he throws the shirt over him and wraps him up so he won't be able to bite him.
"If you're not lucky I'll get you stoned an let me girlfriend pull you out of her hat in Vegas."
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