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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_
2020-07-14 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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