Jaqueline 'Jax' Creedy // John Constantine (DC) (jaxcreedy) wrote in utr_logs,
She gave him a look for a second, cocked her head to the side, and then shrugged and went back to her drink. "Fair enough. It's almost sad that the time at which I would have insisted you share your drugs is all but a pleasant dream now, isn't it? Six years of this crap, and I can take that at face value." The words 'blasting rod', 'shield bracelet' and 'Other Side'(including the emphasis) were running around in her head- but they were occupying the same space as John, metaphorically speaking, and therefore being staunchly ignored.
"Guess it doesn't help a buddy and I- also of the slightly batshit variety-" Another gesture to her head, "Seem to be in the vigilante business, now. His guy's kind of like John, in a way, and-" She stopped herself, giving him a wry grin. "I'm sure that's the last thing you really wanted to hear about, on a night out. See? I told you. I'm out of practice at this,"
Turning back to him, she felt that familiar little buzzing in her chest, that she usually got talking to a cute girl. Thomas was about the opposite end of the spectrum from 'cute girl'. But then- "So that's why." She nodded a little. "Are you-?" She waved a hand at him. Finish a damn sentence, ducky. She frowned. "Is that why you met me tonight? Looking for a meal? I've been told my blood's not exactly kosher,"