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John Constantine (satanicmajesty) wrote in entrywaythreads,

So this Lucifer was from his future... An annoying revelation. He wasn't sure which blonde he was talking about but he certainly knew Oliver Queen. And from he had picked up from both Lucifers was that Oliver did not have a particularly bright future ahead of him. Not overly surprising given what sort of things he got up to, the sorts of people Oliver ended up fighting with. John had tried to help and protect him before. No doubt he would again.

John tried to hold bac the look of disappointment from his face, choosing to focus on the person who came over to refill Lucifers glass. While he wasn't looking at his company, he was at least listening. Lucifer was fairly hard to ignore. His words, enticing. His tones enough to either irritate or intrigue and often both.

Before the bartender could leave, John drained the last of his drink and held out the glass for a refill. He smiled and winked at the mousy haired woman and turned his gaze back to Lucifer.
"Oh, you know me, mate. I'm just fine. I always find a way to get comfy if I have to" he said confidently. "What? Do you fancy bossing Michael around? I mean, if the crooked crown fits, you could always claim your throne" he smirked. "I don't give a toss either way" he shrugged.