dear_mun | Canon is Constantine (TV/DCU) On applying to tushanshu

Life, dreaming and death?

You do get that I don't need to be here, don't you? This is a power struggle between factions on a bloody turtle's back, not part of the Rising Darkness. Those rumours of Lucy abandoned Hell are just that - rumours. Daddy dearest wouldn't let his favourite whipping boy leave Hell. Who would there be to blame everything on then? Cheated on the wife? Devil made me do it. Stole a car? Same.

Same as those murmurs of Malicant or the Daseng group. I'd fear that funeral director posing as the innkeep for the Midnight Hotel instead of them. Same with his 'staff' of the wolf-woman and faerie. Even if the faerie wasn't someone I'd kick out of bed. What? How was I supposed to know that the wolf-woman didn't want to be called a 'bitch'? It's an old language! Can't be blamed that 'dog' and 'hound' translated the same.

If I'm needed here, can't say that I'm happy about it. That Anton Shudder at the Midnight Hotel claims there's no smoking. No drinking. That's not going to happen. Best I can promise is to keep it quiet.

Trust me! Would I lie?

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I seem to recall that lyin's what you do best, ain't it John? Where's your mun got you off to that's more important than that evil that's got your panties in a wad, hmm?

The back of a giant turtle, Jimmy. The back of a giant bloody turtle.

[He pays no mind to the accusation of lying. Getting into a squabble with the good detective isn't as much fun without something to needle him with. Besides, with all Jim went through with The Man, John can afford to be what passes for polite in normal society.]

You should come by sometime. Some of it is like you being a copper. Everyone stares at you suspiciously and expect some sort of show.

[If he had a sense of humor that hadn't been destroyed the moment he emptied his service pistol into a ghost, Jim might have laughed. Instead, his mind goes to the extracurricular reading he'd done after meeting Constantine the first time. Ancient gods and the damage they did to the world purely out of a desire to leave their mark. It'd all been too much for him, but he was a cop. Not a particularly good one, but a cop nonetheless. It was why he shot that satanist, all to save a little girl he'd never met. Because it was Right, and because it let him snuff out a Wrong from the world. He snorts a bit, almost like a laugh.]

Might just do that. God knows I can't just go back to drunk and disorderly's and women who fell down stairs that look like their boyfriends' fist, can I?

[He shakes his head. His career was practically over the night he met Constantine. He may as well do something with his life.]

[Why? John could have answered that. Because when Hell or Heaven didn't show up to serve 'justice', it was the voice of the Hellblazer that filled Jimmy's ears. Of what he should do. Ritchie had called John's ability to get people to follow him John's blessing and curse. Which had it been for Jim? When John knew what Zed saw for Jim's future?]

[John knows that barely there laugh, has heard himself utter it before. What it means more importantly.]

I warned you, Jimmy. Can't unsee the things you have. Best to learn to live with it. Double shots of gin works wonders. Just have to find a good way to sneak it in on the turtle if you're at the Hotel where I am. Not like it's hard. You might need a challenge given how you've been a cop too long. Keep the mind sharp instead of rule stupid.

Yep, pretty well got that part figured out I think. [As if on cue, he takes a long pull on his flask.]

Makes me wonder if that death Zed saw for me'll stick or not. She'd look at me and it felt like someone was walkin' over my grave.

[Jim couldn't help it. Justice was his to dispense. Hell, it was practically his duty as a cop to do what he could, but killing The Man had been something else. Here was someone who had a choice whether or not to do evil, and he chose it without hesitation.]

I'm sure I'll figure it out. Mun's givin' the place a once-over as we speak. He's got 'nother iron in fire somewhere else, but you caught him right when he was gettin' reacquainted with you and your misadventures in the mill house.

They could use some cops here. Seems like some are just in a free for all state with some things defined. A real police officer might do some good. Might not. Can't say I know for sure.

[And in this case, John doesn't. He's found himself helplessly dragged from fighting the Rising Darkness to here. No Zed, no Chas, no Mill. Best he has is a hotel when he gets grumbled at for his smoking and drinking. Not like those are going to stop anytime soon. Most might welcome someone who could define 'John Constantine' in terms they could understand.]

Well, the accepted part just happened, so I'll be there if you make it. Good luck, mate.

That's always the trick, isn't it? Cops don' do much good without laws to enforce. 'Spose it's worth a try.

[Jim nods. Even if he can't be a cop, he can still dispense justice. John had given him the nudge he needed to put his black-and-white morality to the test.]

Mun'll give it his best. He'll probably need a couple o' days to figure it all out. He's been outta the game a while, still gettin' his sea legs back with all o' this.

[The problem with being around John is that things like morality and ethics tend to be forgotten or somehow excused. When John is talking, even the most illogical of things seem like a good idea.]

Take your time, Jimmy Boy. None of these people know who I am. They all think I'm an odd duck but nothing to be concerned about.

[It wasn''t like Jim didn't already have an odd sense of morality. Growing up the way he did, and spending as much of his life trying to forget his childhood as he did. He saw in black and white as often as he did in shades of gray.]

Heh, but you an' I know better, don't we?

[His smile is grim, almost skull-like.]

I'll keep your secrets, if I turn up over there. As long as you keep mine.

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I was waffling between Jimmy and Chaz. Couldn't decide who would annoy Constantine more XD

Jim would annoy him far more. Chas would be driving a taxi over the turtle shell.

Pfft. Glad I chose wisely, then.

He could use a taxi driver. John's truck is that busted down rig. You've seen it.

I have. If I knew any other Constantine fans, you know?

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