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WHO: John Constantine & OPEN
WHERE: Maurtia Falls, mostly
WHEN: anytime in March
WHAT: Magic! Drinking! CR building in general.
WARNINGS: nudity, chicken blood, alcohol, eta nsfw in the thread with Bob

[Maurtia Falls #007]

Currently, Constantine is standing outside of his housing in Maurtia Falls on whatever passes for a front lawn and it's fairly dark—which is probably a good thing, considering he's not wearing any clothing and is covered in chicken blood. Hey, he's trying not to make a mess in the house, alright? He's such a considerate housemate, really. (Hopefully any passing cops will see it that way.) Plus, being outside beneath a full moon helps with the general ambiance. The 'general ambiance' of what one might ask (if you dare) and if anyone stops and watches, it might become apparent to some that he's casting a spell, standing in a protective circle of what might be flour (but probably isn't), chanting first in English-

"Hear me, most Unnameable of Devourers who guardeth the Eternal Gateway! I seek an audience with one in your embrace!" Which is followed by a few commanding-sounding phrases in Old Aramaic (rinse, repeat)—although... nothing appears to be actually happening.

[Maurtia Falls; some dive bar]

In more clothed circumstances, John can be found at his home-away-from-home, aka a neighborhood bar, where he's just about halfway through a bottle of whiskey, an ashtray full of cigarette butts on the bar in front of him, brooding ~~sexily~~.

Or alternately, catch him relating a story to the bartender and anyone else who might be sitting close by-

"You call that fun? Fun is when your ex-girlfriend who's currently a nun shoots you in the gut and leaves you at the mercy of an Invunche, and in order to survive, you're forced to invite a demon king to possess you, and after you go on a murder spree, you get locked up in a Mexican prison with time running out and very little 'ope of an exorcism. Now that was a fun weekend."

[Wildcard] Create your own starter and John will be there!

[Disclaimer: both of the above scenarios shamelessly inspired by NBC's Constantine. Prefer brackets? Go for it!]

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"Nothing that sentient, and it certainly wasn't worshiped. It was more like a ... physical manifestation of an aspect of the universe."

At his comment about demons, she hums.

"True. Many of them aren't human or consider themselves human, so they have a completely different mindset about even the most basic of things, or what we would consider basic."

"Sounds kind of like something a bit 'ard for the human mind to comprehend." Given that he's currently having trouble doing just that, and John's a man who's used to comprehending strange entities.

"Some of 'em used to be 'uman, some of 'em used to be angels for that matter, but the majority of 'em are just demons through and through. They might not know what it's like to be 'uman, but they certainly like messing with 'em." The last part said a bit wryly.

"I only understand it because I have three doctorates in weird space stuff." All that studying kind of helped. "So basically, the universe formed with a big bang thanks to this thing and maybe some others. The people who know won't tell me yet."

As he speaks, she nods and sips her drink.

"Makes sense. In a lot of worlds, isn't that their purpose? To mess with those who end up in hell or something?"

I confess—weird space stuff isn't my forte. I'm familiar with a lotta different creation stories, but that one's new to me. Generally any big bang theories don't involve entities, do they? Sounds like science and religion had a really bizarre bastard child."

Picking up his cigarette pack, he lights a fresh one.

"Yeah, that's right. Torturing the souls of the damned for all eternity. Fun job, eh?"

"Right? It's mind boggling!" she asked, a little outraged about it all still. Theories and laws had been thrown out. Known models of the universe had to be rewritten. It was the end of physics as they knew it and she was at the forefront. "And this thing also wanted to destroy the universe!"

"I suppose for them, it is. Any of them particularly knowledgeable about psychology, then? I'd imagine they'd have to be to be really nasty."

"Created the universe and then wanted to destroy it?" John laughs. "That's a pretty big 'oops, never mind.'"

"A lot of 'em 'ave spent a fair amount of time possessing 'uman bodies, so they pick up a thing or two during the course of that." If there's a Demonic School of Human Psychology, John's never heard of it.

"Tell me about it. It's apparently not the only one! It's one of six and all of them have that same destructive power!"

God, their universe is a mess.

"Makes sense. Can they access people's memories during this time?"

Jane wonders if they even need it. Doesn't take much to wreck a life.

"Do they 'ave a name? Just so I'll know 'em if we ever run into each other."

Given that universe-hopping seems to be the 'in' thing to do lately.

"Sure they can, yeah. Not that they necessarily will, mind you. Generally they've got their own agenda and that's what they focus on."

"It's called the Aether. I'm not really sure if it was alive or sentient. It kind of seemed to be all things at once. I do not recommend interacting with it at all."

God, she hopes no one ever runs into that thing again.

"True. Sounds like they're a lot like humans. Or are we like demons?"

"Thanks for the advice, but that's never stopped me before," he says with a smirk. Not that he's necessarily going to go looking for it, but one never knows.

He shrugs, giving a little bit of a wink as he takes a swallow of his drink. "Maybe a little bit of both."

She laughs, rolling her eyes. "Now I know how Erik—my mentor—feels." She never went looking for trouble herself either. Except that one time she tried to break into a pop-up government base, but they stole her research! It was fair game! Recovering stolen property was a perfectly logical thing to do!

Smirking, she starts to hum Devil Inside.