002. [visual] in debt to the earth

[antisaint]

John Constantine has inherited a bowling alley.

In a burst of bizarre irony - perhaps even the kind worthy of giant hamsters God's sense of humor - the man who owned the place had not a week ago died of bees (and Balthazar), so were he in other circumstances he might have approached this by like ...finding a new apartment. One not above a bowling

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[voice]

[lambentstar]

It sounds like you're having fun. [this is not Cat calling you back, John, if only because she's already called you before, dragged you out into the artificial sunlight, and otherwise been an absolute trial. she's listening to Dolly Parton in a twist which should shock no one, and using voice because her hands are busy.]

What are you up to today?

[voice] [locked]

[antisaint]

Yeah. [Cat can probably tell by now how it sounds when he's doing one of those death's head grins.] Me and a lot of highly potent artifacts. Maybe they'll immolate the building on principle, maybe they're Ptolemaic barbeque components. It's touch and go.

If that answers your question.

[beat]

Are you killing a cat?

[voice] [locked]

[lambentstar]

You know it does not, and just--I'm going to allow for you being under all this stress, because I am a generous and forgiving kind of person, but don't you dare make fun of Dolly, this woman got me through hard times and she has a beautiful goddamn voice--

I'm going to pretend you meant the blender and--[said blender whirs, for a few seconds]--tell you I'm making smoothies, which could be yours depending on how you feel about strawberries and if you'll tell me what you're doing.

[voice] [locked]

[antisaint]

I'm--cleaning. Beeman kept things in here no one should have access to - not even me, probably. But I don't have any better ideas. Some of it is dangerous, some of it's completely incomprehensible to me. He was a strange guy, collected all kinds of shit.

[on cue, one of those little noisemaker things goes off in the background; john has the one he brought back from india sitting on the table with him. this isn't symbolic at all.] If you wanted to be generous and forgiving you could keep me company, assuming your idea of an exciting afternoon involves boredom of the deepest caliber.