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Tweak says, "Dont snap at me, lady"

homodemens (homodemens) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2020-08-21 11:31:00

Entry tags:

!closed, !plot, john constantine, ~higgs

If at first you don't succeed...
Who: John and Higgs
Where: An abandoned section of the Station
What: Higgs finds John
When: After this.
Rating: TBD
Open: No
Status: Finished

Higgs left Loki with a bit of fire in his belly. He took his time to wander his "beach" as he cooled off and pondered his next move as he travelled in the spaces between.
"Stupid "gods"." He thought to himself.

He yelped as he stood on something hot and stepped backwards sharply. Looking down, he saw that his beach had intersected a ley-line on the station. Interesting.
Leaning down he placed two fingers to the strong magical resonance and touched them to his tongue. Perfect, he grinned, tasting malice and excitement in his own belly. He sniffed the air and closed his eyes.

With a sound like lightning mixed with a gunshot, in a crackling fizzle of amber-red light and vibrant yellow lightning he sparked into existence about five feet from John Constantine in a quiet and abandoned sector of the Station.

"Hello, John." he grinned, his long southern-drawl elongating his syllables like molasses. "Good to meet you in the flesh."

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-21 04:53 pm UTC (link)

That tar like substance covered the floor, pooling around John's feet and soaking into his trousers. It felt, horrid. Whatever it was, it seemed to come from inside Higgs. John wanted to take a sample of it. Figure it out, but for the time being, he needed to stand his ground. He had taken that step forward and there was no going back. Not while he had people he needed to protect.

"Oh come on now, you didn't come here to play fair, Squire. You came here to get something you want... And frankly mate I've had a better time trusting a two-faced lying priest than you" he added, smirking.

John fought dirty and he didn't care. After all, it was about surviving. Being the one who could walk away after things got physical. He curled his fingers around the flames, pulling them into a ball, and with both hands, one after the other, he lunged the fire at Higgs.

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homodemens
2020-08-21 05:03 pm UTC (link)

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The black jar on Higgs' chest glowed a sickly, malicious red. Simultaneously, the mechanical arm on his shoulder sprang to life, folding in front of him and opening into a claw, resembling a three-petalled flower. It caught the fireball with horrific speed and snuffed it from existence.

"So be it..." Higgs smirked his hands began to smoke black. "It can be so hard to form connections, but fortunately I have a good connection to the other side..."

His back turned to John and tendrils, resembling umbilical chords, of tar shot from his fingertips into the tar pool. He tugged and pulled and dragged. The tendrils grew longer and longer before eventually, with a roaring cry, a huge roaring four legged beast, dripping in tar with a flat face made of gold sprang forth from the pool. It shook itself, as though a dog padding forth from the ocean, sending rivulets of black tar flying around the room. It stood the height of two men, with a mane made of black dripping tentacles.
Hungry and black void eyes fixed upon John.

Higg's looked over his shoulder at John, laughing out a sort of "Oooh hooo hooo hooo" sound.
"You're on the menu, John. I guess this is what you wanted..."
He dissipated in a blink of the same golden lightning, his skull mask appearing over John's shoulder like the Cheshire cat, his arrogant voice ringing from it. "A game over."

With a cackling laughter and the same jab of lightning, the mask dissipated, leaving John facing down the four legged beast which looked set to charge...

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-21 05:40 pm UTC (link)

Johns heart sunk the moment Higgs caught the fire and snuffed it out. He had taken a step forward and walked right into danger. All he had to do was play along with Higgs. Maybe see if he could earn his trust and find out more about what he wanted. About what had happened to the station he was on. John was starting to have the feeling that maybe just maybe Higgs had caused whatever had pulled his station into ruin.

Before he knew it, Higgs was gone, leaving John with both a feeling of anger and dread. The creature, whatever it was, seemed to be made of the same stuff as whatever was inside Higgs. If he survived, he knew what he wanted to do but for the time being he had to just survive. He wanted to bunch Higgs even more for leaving on the note he had.

"All right then, d'you want some then?" John said, rolling his shoulders and reigniting his hands. There weren't many places to run to or places to hide, and the thick, horrid substance on the floor certainly wasn't making things any easier.
He hurled two shots of flame towards the strange looking beast, hoping this time they would land. Hoping even more that they would do something. If he knew its name, he could banish it. Possibly. But he didn't. He had to think on his feet.

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homodemens
2020-08-21 09:15 pm UTC (link)

The beast began to lope forward the distance towards John. The fireballs landed clean, one smashing chunks of gold from its face, the other flittered somewhat ineffectually into the oily black substance of the creatures skin.

It let out an abmammalian screeching howl as it closed the distance towards John, mere metres away from crunching into his flesh and bones. For its size, the beast was deceptively fast, but bore the trademarks of such a large creature. Its movements were highly telegraphed, its reflexes by its nature slower.

Its head lowered, bringing the golden faceplate to John's height, aiming to collide to crash into his body with devastating momentum.

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-22 01:37 pm UTC (link)

That hadn't seemed to work all too well. Sure, it had taken off some of the gold plate mask but where the other fireball had landed, nothing had seemed to happen. Perhaps the golden mask like face was the weak spot? He had to just hope he was right. His life was on the line, and he didn't want to end up as dinner for some strange, twisted monster.

"Come on, Johnny, you've beat the bloody devil you can do this..." he muttered to himself as the large beast lowered its head. Before he knew it, the creature clashed with him, striking him with its head. John was sent flying back, hitting a nearby wall and falling to the murky, oily floor below. His hands pressed flat on the ground, reaching through the ooze to try and push himself up. What if there was a way he could control the black stuff? If he could do that, he could use it to hold the creature in place so he could destroy it. But that was a long shot and he didn't have a whole lot of options.

His eyes rolled back once more and he muttered strange words under his breath. He raised both of his hands to create a shield of sorts. He held the shield with one hand, and with the other, he used his magic to attempt to knock the creature back, hoping the sheer force of the wind like magic would be enough.

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homodemens
2020-08-22 02:21 pm UTC (link)

The beast reared up, shielding its face as the wind buffeted it with another howl, it's size and awful slick skin appearing more terrifying as globules of tar flicked from it's coating. It landed back onto all fours with a loud and resonating crash that warped and flexed metal on the floor with rending creaks.
The tar under its front legs splashed violently in a jet black wave towards John. It pressed forward into the wind, those void black eyes fixed on him with a hollow determination.

Quick as a whip, it spun round on the spot, a lashing tail flicking towards the man and his shield. Despite being made of the fleshy black liquid, it looked razor sharp and deadly.

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-22 03:09 pm UTC (link)

Johns heart was pounding. Not that he would admit he ever felt fear. The only time he really admitted weakness or apologised was generally to trick someone. He never ever truly meant those sorts of things, and his true fears he kept hidden. Demons and monsters scared him far less than the true and utter brutal darkness within human beings. Now humans? Those scared him the most. Demons could be tricked. Same went for Gods and other supernatural creations. Yet the one before him was a complete mystery.

John bright the shield up with both hands. The tail ripped through it and thrashed him, ripping his shirt and cutting through to him. The shield had taken some of the force away but it hadn't been enough. John was pinned to the wall and he needed to get away. Drawing from the leyline energy, John focused, whispering under his breath, "Fit aere visus celeremque motum!" he hissed, and with that he seemed to vanish. The translation to what he said was, Become air, move swift and unseen. His form moved past the beast. As he reappeared, his hands reignited in flame and he attacked, launching fire at the beast.

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homodemens
2020-08-22 06:16 pm UTC (link)

The beast's frustration was palpable, the air tense with its anger and rage as John faded from its view. It thrashed around in the tar like a fox trying to coax prey from snow.

John's assault, now unseen and beyond it's perception thundered into it's body and blew sizeable chunks of tar and gold from it. The fire cascaded over its body as it yelped in reaction.

Blind, angry, and backed into a corner, an animal at its most dangerous albeit larger and made from the dark matter Higgs summoned, it swiped an angry strike towards John with a fore limb.

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-22 08:10 pm UTC (link)

Maybe it was the tar like substance that slowed him down. It seemed to cover far of John than he would have liked. He was no fighter and he always did terribly unless he could find a way to cheat. A way to play dirty. For the time being he was trapped in an oily room and a large raging beast. His attacks had only seemed to anger it more.

The beast caught him again, knocking John back down to the ground. He tried to pull himself free from the mess. He knew what he needed to do in order to kill the beast. It was risky, but it was worth it. He had to lure it in to believing he was down and out. Lie there in the muck and focus as much as he could on creating a fire spell that would engulf the entire room while hopefully shielding himself. He couldn't hurt himself with his own fire or at least he hadn't been able to. He didn't want to risk that being changed by the strange black substance around them.

John lay there, looking up and over at the monster. He grinned as best he could.
"Is that it?" he asked, raising a hand to give the creature the middle finger. Not that it would have done much. Certainly made him feel better though.

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homodemens
2020-08-22 08:21 pm UTC (link)

Were the beast a smart creature it would have seen John's bluff. It would have prepared itself for a last gasp.

It was a being of rage, malice and hunger. With slow and purposeful steps it padded towards John with resonating thuds, approaching as a cat would captured prey. Savouring the anticipation of cruel and drawn out agony, the thrill of killing and consuming a fallen and helpless prey.

It placed a leg either side of him, one crunching down on his arm with bone splintering force. It's grotesque and golden face glowered over the man as its hauntingly deep and black void eyes gazed down on him with a hungry contempt.
It emitted a low growling, chittering sound as it reared up for one final lunge...

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worksbestalone_
2020-08-22 08:36 pm UTC (link)

John let out a blood curdling cry when the creature pressed down on his arm. He had been stupid, arrogant. He was fairly certain it was broken. Fighting through the extreme pain and discomfort he was in, he focused on his spellwork, pressing his hands into the murky ground.

His eyes reopened, staring up at the beat, glowing bright orangey-red. They used to glow orange before, but with the Demons blood in his system, the colour had changed somewhat. His magic was fuelled by the leylines and it was fuelled by the Demon blood in his system. Powered by the pain he was feeling too. Oh, John knew how to channel his pain the right way.

"Omne iter ignis!" he shouted, and with that not only did his hands ignite, but this time the fire spread. Once it caught the surface of the ooze around them, it spread fast, lapping up the walls and then engulfing the beast above him.

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homodemens
2020-08-22 08:58 pm UTC (link)

The beast let out a final shrieking howl that vibrated the room as the burning fire cascaded over it's body. A sort of rigor mortis cast over it as the black tar turned to the same gold on it's face.

Cracks rippled over its form with audible force and for a brief moment in time, it looked beautiful, a golden statue of a beast rampant. A testament to the great battle that took place in this very moment, this space in the station.

In the same instant, it exploded with blinding light. Force expelled over the ground and buffeted John, albeit gentler than the strikes and slams he had been subjected to already. In the space where the creature stood, instead was a jagged coral cluster of golden material, radiating dusty and glittering particles that floated upwards toward the ceiling.

The tar, oil and black viscera turned to ash, dissipating as quickly as it had appeared.
John's mind was freed from the obfuscation and concealment of Higgs' "magics". Detectable by his peers on the station.

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