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John Constantine (worksbestalone_) wrote in spinningcompass,

"Depends on the magic" John replied. "Depends on what you're doing, how you're doing it, experience" he shrugged casually as he worked. He briefly let go of the pestle, taking a drag on the cigarette. He blew some of the smoke into the mashed mixture and stubbed out the cigarette in a nearby ashtray. Picking up the pestle, he started working again.

He picked up the vial of blood and tapped it a few times before uncorking it and adding the liquid. As he did, he muttered in old Norse, under his breath. "Blood of the Master, cursed by rebirth, I John Constantine, turn your own blood against you, poison it with these wild things three. Nightshade, garlic, bloodgrass" He added the blood droplet at a time until all of the blood had been added. The mage placed the vial aside and took a moment to compose himself. He rolled his shoulders and reached for the next item. Next he added the soil, and he started working on mixing and mashing everything together.