don't know what i want but i know how to get it; i wanna destroy the passerby

[heckblazer]

WHO: John Constantine, some bad children, various bad adults, maybe you?
WHERE: Roundabouts various cities
WHEN: Early to mid-February
WHAT: John's February Super Fun Wow Catch-All Extravaganza
WARNINGS: To be tagged as necessary



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[purple_reign]

[Inanna's not so brave, keeping their gaze fixed on those loose threads they're playing with.]

If I just give up like you want, that's a failure.

[heckblazer]

[ You're a fucking idiot, John. When was the last time someone cared enough to go to war for you? Someone who was determined to keep your disgusting soul from being hurled to the ninth circle where it belongs and being eternally roasted? And you can't drop your empty sarcasm for more than two seconds?

Inanna looks for all the world like a kid who needs a hug. But John doesn’t trust himself enough to really touch them. Don't want the nice one to be tarnished any more quickly. Bad enough that they were dirtying themselves already by voluntarily being around him.

He starts into a second cigarette clumsily, managing to spot a stray match on the floor to light it with. ]

I... suppose I could complain less about yer' determination to fight the forces of hell over the lease on my soul.

[purple_reign]

[Finally they look up at him, managing an echo of a smile. It's not sad, exactly. Maybe guilty? It's hard to feel relief for progress that they've only earned by practically begging for it.]

I must really sound pathetic if you're agreeing to that.

[heckblazer]

[ A snort. One nice thing about companionship with John is that he'll always be the most pathetic mess in the room. ]

Wouldn't worry about it. You have me as your basis for comparison, mind. So ya sound fine.

[purple_reign]

[Inanna lets out a sighing breath, almost a laugh, and lays back on the mattress with their arms tucked under their head.]

That doesn't mean I'm not pathetic.

[heckblazer]

Yer' not. Not that many deities I put up with or even like, y'know.

[ Comforting words are not his forte, so instead he nudges his half-finished bottle from his binging last night closer to them. ]

[purple_reign]

I'm still just a ghost.

[It's a nice gesture. One that Inanna eyes for a long moment before finally reaching for the bottle with a sigh.]

[heckblazer]

Got badgered by ghosts a fair bit where I'm from. [ It should go without saying how many of them are people from those flashbacks Inanna saw. ] Yer' not one of 'em.

[purple_reign]

I'm a friendly ghost. Like Casper, but sexy.

[Sure hope John didn't want any more of this bottle, because Inanna is starting with a hearty gulp. It probably won't last long.]

[heckblazer]

Sounds like a rubbish Halloween costume. Doesn't do you justice at all, mate.

[ Its around now that John becomes aware of the trap he's been put in. They're trying to get him to be nice, aren't they? Bloody hell. He exhales more smoke with an exhausted sigh; ]

Yer' really makin' me go off-brand here, y'know. M'supposed to be a bastard.

[purple_reign]

You do know you can be a bastard who's nice sometimes, right? Consider me your exception.

[heckblazer]

[ At least now there's only mild irritation on his face rather than wavering on the brink of a panic attack. ]

Sure. Just never call yourself a sexy ghost again.

[purple_reign]

Well...since you asked so nicely.

[They take another gulp from the bottle and, after a moment's thought, offers it back to John.]

What should I call myself instead?

[heckblazer]

[ There's a moment where John almost doesn't take it. But dealing with Inanna does require a certain amount of nerve sometimes. ]

Aren't you already a deity? If it's not broke...

[purple_reign]

Sure, but new pet names are always nice to have.

[heckblazer]

Woz' there something wrong with Sparky? These things gotta happen organically, y'know.

[ Besides, they'd enjoy it too much. Persephone was more fun to torment. ]

[purple_reign]

Of course not. Sparky's a good name too, just not very sexy.

[Because that's super important.]

[heckblazer]

[ Its an annoying little conundrum John has got himself in. Normally he'd be glad to subvert a deity's authority with silly nicknames, sapping out the decorum they were generally owed. But in this case, said deity wanted it. ]

Wasn't aware that was an area y'needed help.

[purple_reign]

[They're goddamn delighted by them, honestly. Pet names are little subtle means of affection.]

It doesn't need to be helpful for me to like it.

[heckblazer]

[ You can practically hear John's side-eye. ]


Comin' from the one who likes all kinda stuff they shouldn't. Right.

[purple_reign]

But those are all the best things.

[You know it's true because how could anything a goddess likes be bad?]

[heckblazer]

[ You are entirely looking at it, kid. ]

Mosta' the best things with notable exceptions, more like.

[purple_reign]

Normally I'd say something about the Word of a Goddess, but I don't think that'll work on you.

[They reach for the bottle again, stretching out across the mattress.]

[heckblazer]

[ He's all too glad to hand it over, still aching all over from his hangover. ]


Yer' gonna be all - [ He gestures lazily, doing something like jazz hands] - sparkling n' supportive no matter what shite I pull, ain't'cha.

[purple_reign]

I am a goddess of love. What did you really expect from me?