Har bloody har, Elizabeth. Over a month, an' this is how y'greet us? Granted, redirectin' the transport to a pub, of all things... looks like y'makin' some kind of statement, eh?
I was comin' back t'explain. We weren't- We had a bit of a rough go, aye? But it's better, now. Ain't got much choice but t'bounce back, do we?
S'with the new message board? I miss that much while I was gone?
Oi! You. Yes, you, readin' this. What the bloody fuck's goin' on? Why ain't I findin' the Agency list, then?
(ooc: Bold text, for this journal, is Constantine speaking; he was strong enough to essentially possess Jax, instead of just imprinting on her. Lucky Jax XD)