"Nothing personal, John," Midnite says, and as far as these things go, it is nothing but the unvarnished truth. "You know the rules."
"Like Hell it's not personal." John's always had a mouth on him. "You send me out there, you're signing my death warrant."
It would probably kill the man to use a word like 'please'.
"A somewhat unfortunate choice of words." If appropriate, perhaps – except that to most people, Hell is very much impersonal. Then again, John Constantine is not most people.
"Fuck you."
Midnite sighs. Been here, done this. Walked away none the wiser. "Only for tonight."
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Grey Areas, Constantine, Midnite & John (prompt 7)
Date: 2011-10-10 11:17 am (UTC)"Like Hell it's not personal." John's always had a mouth on him. "You send me out there, you're signing my death warrant."
It would probably kill the man to use a word like 'please'.
"A somewhat unfortunate choice of words." If appropriate, perhaps – except that to most people, Hell is very much impersonal. Then again, John Constantine is not most people.
"Fuck you."
Midnite sighs. Been here, done this. Walked away none the wiser. "Only for tonight."