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Tweak says, "Wherefore art thou, Romeo?"

Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2020-07-01 00:31:00

Entry tags:

!plot, brynhild, john constantine

Who: Bryn and John Constantine
Where: His place
What: Undoing vampirism
When: After this
Rating: TBD but low I think, for blood.
Open: Nope
Status: On going

Bryn didn't even bother changing her clothes, after she had gathered what John needed. She actually skidded to a stop in front of his door barefooted. The borrowed shirt was pinned up in the front to keep it decent, and even though the shirt was long enough for a mini dress, the shorts beneath weren't her shortest pair, and peeped out the bottom.

She knocked on his door. Knowing better than barge in a mage's home. No doubt he had spells set and warding up. He was likely protecting more than himself now. She practically bounced on her toes, the bag with everything he needed from her did bounce against her hip. Was this real?

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-05 04:13 am UTC (link)

John grabbed the nearby rubbish bin and emptied it out, putting it on the floor in front of Bryn. Well that was covered at least... Better that than trying to clean up more than was needed. And she had already downed the bottle. There was no going back.

John moved to light a few candles and placed them around the circle. North. West.. South. East. He stepped back, closing the lighter and pocketing it before he made sure his sleeves were properly rolled up. Holding his hands out, he turned his palms upwards and focused on his connection with the ley-lines. With the station itself. He began to chant in old Norse once more. His chant was constant throughout the ritual. It was designed to help draw out the curse, to draw out her Vampirism. To draw it to near frenzy thus making it more vulnerable. All around Bryn, the circle she stood in lit up, not allowing her to leave beyond its boundaries. The binding spell held her in place, and his chanting was there to help dispel the ancient curse, her undeath.

No matter how Bryn reacted, as hard as some of it may have been to see and hear, he had to keep going. He couldn't break the spell not even for a second. All his focus was on his art, all of his attention was on making sure he helped her. He drew not just from his Demonic blood but the ley-lines energy, making his magic all the more potent.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-05 09:46 am UTC (link)

Bryn was grateful for the bin, or knew she probably would be. Almost as soon as he started chanting she had to drop to all fours. She choked back any sounds the pain wanted to squeeze out of her, for as long as she could. At least until her veins turned black beneath her skin. The sclera of her eyes a deep crimson, the iris a deep ebony. She cried out then. The spatula dropping from between her teeth. She dropped to her side then, in a fetal position, clutching her arms over her middle.

Before the end, rather than vomiting like they had predicted, the old black blood oozed from her finger tips, and toes, until her flesh was pink. And her eyes clear once more.

Bryn panted hard, her green eyes far less muddy than they had been before they had even started. They were a pale clear green, as she gazed up at him. Her voice was hoarse when she promised. "I'll clean the mess." But not right that second, she couldn't move more than laying flat.

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-05 01:39 pm UTC (link)

Once the spell was over, once the potion had worked its magic, John lowered his arms. For a moment, he watched her, making sure that everything was all right. He watched as the black blood seeped from her system and onto the floor, saw the health return to her skin. It had worked, it had really worked... And John was knackered.

"Don't worry about it, luv... We need to you sorted first. That can wait a moment and besides, I can handle it... I'd rather you not touch that stuff" he said, walking over and offering her an arm to help her up. "How are you feeling now?" he asked.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-06 06:11 am UTC (link)

Since he said he didn't want her to touch the dark blood, and since he had so nicely offered, she reached for his arm, and used him for leverage to stand without touching anything besides the floor directly below her. "My whole body aches, I could use a nap, and I'm starving." None of which was a complaint. She wore a smile that probably wouldn't vanish even in her sleep.

Bryn used his balance and strength to pull her out of the circle without touching any of the... goop. And to him so she could wrap her arms around his neck. "It worked. I had no doubts that it would but.. it worked."

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-06 07:56 am UTC (link)

"I'm glad you're all right then, luv" he said as he helped her over to the seats at the kitchen table.
John helped her back over to the kitchen table, helping her sit down. He then went to the kitchen sink and washed his hands before fetching the food he had put away for her. He placed it in what he could only really call a sort of more efficient microwave and pressed a few buttons to start the reheating process.

"You're going to have a lot to adapt to. Get used to" John said, fetching a plate from the cupboard, along with cutlery from the drawer. Next he poured her a glass of water, bringing that over first, along with the cutlery.

"Drinking, eating, sleeping... You can probably get a sun tan now. Proper one, so maybe wear sun cream" he teased, fetching her food and plating it up. He brought that over next and put it in front of her. Mashed potatoes, chicken in peppercorn sauce and steamed vegetables. Or at least some of the things were as close to that as possible.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-07 04:34 am UTC (link)

"Well I already do some of those things, except get a suntan, I don't think I'll ever really be able to do that, I freckle." Bryn scrunched her nose when he brought her some water. Which she took a sip from. "Drinking I did often because it kept me looking youthful instead of dried up and dusty." It had made it easier for her to hide among society's youth. "And I've been eating since I got the bracelet." Which she took the moment to take off and lay on the table.

Her stomach growled rather rudely when he set the plate in front of her. By the gods that smelled good. "What I will miss is being able to smell things I found important." Smells she associated with him, Edward, and Jacob. "And I wont be able to find you in a crowd anymore, not unless I'm wearing hooker shoes." She speared some broccoli and savored it. Humming softly. Once she swallowed, because she wasn't rude. "But I will tell you, things taste so much more devine now, already."

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-07 02:05 pm UTC (link)

John offered a small smile, before fetching the mop and bucket to clean up. He would reward himself with a few drinks afterwards. For the time being, he needed to clean up. He took the mop out and got to work.

"You going to be all right to get back to your apartment or do you need to crash here?" he asked. He knew there was a chance she might be too tired to go back. After all, both her mind and body had been through a lot. He knew it wouldn't have been sensible to try and carry on as normal.

Once he was done cleaning, he put the mop and bucket to the side, going to wash his hands and then pour himself a nice and simple glass of Gin and Tonic water. He walked back over and sat down with Bryn, sitting opposite her.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-08 09:27 am UTC (link)

She had to think about that a minute. A yawn parted her lips before she finished. She covered her mouth as her jaw cracked a little. That was new. She gave him a little grin when she was done. "I don't know. But..." Should she stay was the question. Him having Gen, and her Edward and Jacob. One might swear she didn't owe him fidelity, but she knew it would do him some injury if she gave in to temptation. "We both know I have a weakness when it comes to you. So as much as I would like to say I'd like to stay, we both know I shouldn't."

Bryn didn't know if her love for him would ever fade. But she had to be stronger than her weakness. She didn't know if he had one toward her. And he probably didn't and she wasn't a vampire that could woo who she wanted into her bed anymore. She speared a bit of carrot with her fork, and tapped her lower lip. No. she better not even try. It would betray his trust, and what would she do if he gave in?

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-09 11:28 am UTC (link)

John paused just as he was about to take a drink. He knew she was right. A small smile appeared and vanished as he took a drink, downing most of it in one go before putting the glass down. Next he took a cigarette from the pack on the table and lit it.

"Yeah you're right. You should head on home" he said, before taking a drag. He closed the lighter and placed it back on the table before plucking the cigarette from his lips.
"Get some rest when you're done eating, yeah? If you're not feeling knackered now it will eventually kick in and when it does, you should probably try and find somewhere comfortable to sleep" he pointed out. Not that he really needed to.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-10 06:00 am UTC (link)

Bryn didn't shovel the food into her mouth, though she was hungry she did have manners. But she did make a nice dent in the potatoes, hoping they'd give her enough energy to make it to her apartment. And her bed. She had plans of crawling beneath those furs, and sleeping as long as her body would allow her to.

"I told Jacob about you. Sort of." There were things she hadn't mentioned, like the fact that he was a Master of the Dark Arts. Or that she was coming here to get her curse lifted. What she had told him had been short and simple.

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-11 12:21 pm UTC (link)

"Did you?" John asked. He had seen her interactions with Jacob and Edward. Through the network mostly but he had also seen them in Asgard at the banquet.

Gen had managed to persuade him to go even though he had wanted to avoid it. He didn't want to be anywhere near Loki, and he wanted to avoid the so-called Gods after everything with Bryn and Thor. At least, he had. Until fairly recently where he learned to just stop caring about what had happened. He had enough guilt without that adding to the weights. He felt no more guilt about what happened with him and Bryn. He didn't yet know how to feel about Bryn and the two men he saw her with.

John took a long drag from the cigarette, elbow leaning on the table.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-11 08:38 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, not so much your name as 'a blond man that isn't Edward'," Bryn paid closer attention to the meat she was dragging off the chicken, unsure what his reaction would be, "I called you my best friend. That I might smile at you a little like I Edward, but that's because I do love you. And," she sighed softly, "that's not likely to ever change."

She chanced a glance up at him. The way he was, how he'd done so much for her already, and now he'd given her back her humanity... there was no way she could pack away her feelings for him. "I also told him you were the second. And that you have a girl that you were rather infatuated with. So you were not someone he would have to worry about." And by the gods she hoped she was right. "I told him that I love him, and Edward." She knew she had the same stupid little grin on her face when she'd told Jacob.

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worksbestalone_
2020-07-14 08:11 pm UTC (link)

John had been about to make a joke when she mentioned that she loved Jacob and Edward. He stopped himself and topped up his drink, swirling it around the glass before he knocked most of it back. He grimaced slightly at the warmth and placed the glass back down, taking a few drags on the cigarette he had been holding before stubbing it out.

"Well, I'm glad you're happy. Now you get to share your lives together without you feeling guilty about yourself" John stated quite simple. "You should hurry up and finish and head back before you really start feeling tired. I'm not sure but after a thousand or so years without normal sleep, I am guessing it might catch up on you quicker than you'd like" he added, moving to stand up.

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brynhild_ingouf
2020-07-15 08:50 am UTC (link)

Bryn knew he was right. While instincts told her to finish what was on her plate, she pushed away from her. Giving herself little bit of a shake. "I won't ever have to wonder what their blood will taste like, or have it linger on my tongue. I won't have to hide things from my daughters anymore." She was unable to tame the smile on her lips. She had never had to hide anything from Zu.

She pushed herself up to stand. Because he was right. She could feel her head swimming, even after the food. "I will owe this good night's sleep to you John Constantine. And every one there after. You were the best friend a vampire could have. And you are the best friend a viking can ever have." She wobbled a little. Fuck. "Er, I had better go. As it is, as always, you are right. And I have to wonder if I will make it all the way home."

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