John Constantine (![]() ![]() @ 2020-09-08 09:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | !plot, john constantine, kytana montrose, ~higgs |
Who: Kytana, Higgs (sort of?), and John Constantine.
Where: Med Bay.
What: Looking into John's mind.
When: After this
Rating: TBD.
Open: No.
Status: Ongoing.
John didn't much lying around, especially in hospital like environments. He much preferred taking the time to heal within his own home, if he had to at all. The Demons blood in his system had done a good job of rushing the healing along a little bit further and quicker than normal at least but he was still stuck. He had tried to take the time to sneak away and run experiments on the samples he had taken from Higg's creation. John was a naturally sneaky person and pretty good at it. He used illusions to his advantage, giving any observer the impression that he was always there in bed.
This time, the Englishman actually lay in bed. He was sat upright, dressed in clean loose fitting, comfortable clothing. A long sleeved t shirt and comfortable baggy trousers. He had, of course, rolled the sleeves of his t-shirt up to his elbows for comfort. His old clothing was ripped and bloody, including his beloved coat. He had a couple of different ones but that one was special to him.
John reached for his cigarettes when he saw Kytana walk into the room. He picked up the pack and offered a smile. "So, how are we doing this then, luv?" he asked, taking a cigarette from the packet.