Zatanna is badass (ssadabsiannataz) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-04-18 12:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, ~2019 april, ~25 points, ~~john constantine (laughingmage), ~~zatanna zarara (ssasabsiannataz) |
Who: Zatanna & Constantine
Where: his place
When: after this
What: post Valkyrie Repair services
Warnings: nudity, language, hilarity
Status: closed, started in docs, in progress
Zatanna had no idea what she was about to walk into. He’d asked for her help, and she’d gone without really asking too many questions. She figured he wanted to make her stare at him blankly for a few minutes or something while she puzzled out what he needed. With John it could be just about anything. She really had no idea. But it wasn’t abnormal either. She whipped up some good curry and tucked it and a bottle of whiskey in a bag and headed over to his apartment. She didn’t bother knocking. She hadn’t been expecting to see his apartment look like a tornado with a bomb went off in it, though. “What in the … fuck happened in here?!” she looked around and closed the door behind her, taking stock of the mess she was looking at. She had about sixteen questions but she didn’t know which to ask first. Her nose wrinkled a bit then she pushed a lock of black behind her ear and set the bag down on an unbroken table. Oh god it was going to take so long to fix the wreck that was his flat but it had been so worth it. The problem was he was more than a little bruised (also worth it) and he’d popped his hip out a bit in all the fun and he needed someone to hold his leg so he could fix that. There were only so many people he was willing to let near him right now because he was naked and so very obviously had a good time. Granted he had a sheet draped across him but it didn’t really disguise the situation much. “Had a bit of a party. Got out of hand. Care to help me with something?” He was on the floor leaning against a chair off to the side and he was getting tired of being less than mobile because his cigarettes were across the room damn it. Zee followed his voice to where he was sitting against the chair, and her face wrinkled as she tried to not burst out laughing. “Mmm I can imagine what this party involved.” she looked around for a moment then plucked his smokes off where they were laying and brought him over one. “Ekoms Eht thgil” handing it to him lit. “What can I do for you?” she crouched down in front of him, grinning a bit, she was still trying not to giggle. It was an interesting scene to walk into. Her toes curled in her boots as she settled back on her heels. Taking stock of his bruises (he didn’t seem to be complaining) as she waited. She could laugh at him all she wanted since she’d given him a cigarette. John took several deep drags before answering her. He obviously didn’t give a shit that it was a non smoking building. Some rules were just meant to be broken. “I need you to hold my leg so I can fix my hip.” It wasn’t exactly dislocated, that would hurt a fuck ton worse than it did, but he had done that once so when he stressed it too much, or you know had sex with a valkyrie, sometimes it kind of partially slipped out and it was easier to fix with help. “Otherwise with my luck Sunshine will show up to visit and find me like this.” Zee clearly didn't care either as she laughed, finally and nodded, “Okay, I can do that. That's honestly not what I was expecting and less crazy than expected.” “Where do you want me to hold?” She asked as she reached out for his leg, positioning herself closer. “Tell me, was it worth it?” “Well it’s not always earth shattering.” He chuckled and moved the sheet so she could get hold of his leg. “Around the knee, just lift it a bit and hold it.” The question put a lazy grin on his face. “Oh yeah. So worth it.” Once she had a good grip and had bent his knee a little John twisted himself to the side and there was a snap as everything went back where it belonged. “That’s better.” She did as directed, getting a firm grip, not flinching as he popped it all back into place. Zee shook her head a bit, “As long as you had fun, that's all that matters.” Zee grinned, “do you still have a shower left or should I fix that so you can clean up? I brought curry and maybe the whiskey was a bad idea.” John gingerly flexed the whole leg but it really didn’t hurt anymore thanks to the fast healing from him demon blood. It was more of a dull ache instead of stabbing pains so he straightened it again with a sigh. “You know...I don’t know…” He tried to remember if they’d busted up the loo or the shower but he’d been paying attention to other things at the time. “I guess I should check.” The idea of food was grand. He’d used a lot of energy. She rocked to sit on her heels again then pushed to her feet, offering him a hand up. “Check, I'll dish out food. And, ah, clean up a bit if you'd like?” A few months ago she might have been annoyed at this, but she'd found her center again, and was really just amused. Her smirk said as much. “It's been awhile since I've trashed an apartment.” Zee said with a laugh, “Who was it this time?” |