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John Constantine (worksbestalone_) wrote in spinningcompass,

Ever since John had arrived from the other station, he had chosen to conceal himself with a glamour spell. Without it, he looked paler than usual. Thinner than usual. He had more scars than his other self, and had gone through a great deal more too. This Constantine knew loss, and he let his grief, anger and want for power fuel him every day he drew breath. There was nothing he wouldn't do to keep himself and Gen alive.

The couple had managed to stock up on the things they needed while things were calmer on the station. Now John wanted to explore. Visit the places he knew to see just how different things were. He had already checked out the leylines, and looked to see which people were still alive. Now for locations.

He lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. That was a luxury he rarely got access to on his station and he would savour each and every one. With all the confidence in the world, John walked into the club, stopping when he saw Bryn He raised his eyebrows, plucking the cigarette from his lips.
"Is this how you handle a crisis, luv?" he asked with a smirk as he walked further into the room.