oldhound: (i know i'm not forgiven but i need)
john constantine. ([personal profile] oldhound) wrote 2020-02-07 07:42 pm (UTC)

Got lots of history. Good energy. I like that.

[ Most of his workings are to do with magic and energy and the like. A city this teeming and full of life is good for him lots of times. A magickal recharge of sorts. He can tell Matt is a little put-off and there will likely be some explaining he didn't plan for before they get to lunch. ]

Luck it may be. [ He drops his voice all conspiratorial-like as they leave the office out of earshot of the others. The stairs aren't far and they can take their time. ] Or maybe I did know. Little birdies come in all forms, love.

[ She prattles on as they get to the stairs. Talk of her old flame who passed on. George was his name. Nagged him half to death for a few days at least before John caved. Ended up worth it. Gracie was a beacon of light and good energy all on her own. ]

I keep---keep feeling that my George is nearby. Closer than before. Have you---?

[ John's heartbeat does something funny in his chest. This isn't something that came up before. How was he supposed to be able to bring up ghosts and spirits? ]

No, love, I haven't. You'd be the first to know, though. [ They get down to street-level and he leans in to kiss her forehead. ] Let us get you a cab home, yeah? Enough fussing for one day.

[ He steps away to throw his hand in the air with a sharp whistle hey chief! to draw in a cab. She continues nattering on to Matt as he's away. ]

That John's a good boy. He let me talk to my George again.

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