oldhound: (a place to sleep so take this)
john constantine. ([personal profile] oldhound) wrote 2020-02-12 06:44 am (UTC)

( tfln --- thecanarylives. )

( continued from here. )

[ Neither was he. They'll be rubbish cold at any rate. And he can live without the grease when he's got such good company to take his mind off why he might've needed it in the first place.

He tilts his head to watch as she shimmies out of her jeans and top. Hard not to take a little advantage of a show when he's so close to front row and all. His attention does turn back to the tap to turn off the faucet as a chuckle escapes him. ]


There'd be a lot more amber and myrrh if that were the case. [ He dips his hand in the water again to give it another pass to mix in the oils. ] This is just bits and bobs.

Cleansing, purifying. [ That particular bottle has the label nearly worn down beyond recognition. It's one of John's own blends. Have to get work where he's able and he's no stranger to the odd occult or metaphysical shop with the right person running it. Even his old mate Nomo has been known to get an oil or two from him if he's working at it. ] As for the rest?

A good magician never reveals his tricks.

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