[If there's one thing that John Constantine did NOT like it was landing in unknown situations. Most of those situations involved angels and even some demons. But most of the time it involved angels that couldn't mind their own business. Hell, he's pretty sure that more than one of the angels have gone rogue.
He's just left the shuttle after the wicked crash and heads into the woods. Something felt very off to him here. Felt like when he'd gone and gotten himself possessed, on purpose. Actually, it felt even weirder than that.]
Oi! You over there, do you know where we are?
[Other than in the woods, that was.]
[Network]
[John doesn't particularly like whatever is going on and it shows. This is a man with a mission. One that wants everything to stop going to hell on him. Though that's not liable to happen. However, he's watching the hawk that is perched on the edge of the table. Watching it because it seems to be watching him.]
What the bloody hell do you think you're doing, mate? You don't belong here anymore than I do.
[Or maybe it wasn't a hawk at all, it was but John Constantine doesn't see that. No, the man thinks that the angels had a hand in all of this mess.]
I'm going to give him a piece of my mind. Not that it gets me anywhere but it's going to happen. One bloody way or another.
[He narrows his eyes a bit and watches the hawk a bit more.]
Bugger. You're recording this whole thing? Who are you sending it to?
[The hawk, unfortunately, doesn't see it fit to answer John. He'll let the master of the dark arts stew for a bit.]
John Constantine | DCtv | OTA
[If there's one thing that John Constantine did NOT like it was landing in unknown situations. Most of those situations involved angels and even some demons. But most of the time it involved angels that couldn't mind their own business. Hell, he's pretty sure that more than one of the angels have gone rogue.
He's just left the shuttle after the wicked crash and heads into the woods. Something felt very off to him here. Felt like when he'd gone and gotten himself possessed, on purpose. Actually, it felt even weirder than that.]
Oi! You over there, do you know where we are?
[Other than in the woods, that was.]
[Network]
[John doesn't particularly like whatever is going on and it shows. This is a man with a mission. One that wants everything to stop going to hell on him. Though that's not liable to happen. However, he's watching the hawk that is perched on the edge of the table. Watching it because it seems to be watching him.]
What the bloody hell do you think you're doing, mate? You don't belong here anymore than I do.
[Or maybe it wasn't a hawk at all, it was but John Constantine doesn't see that. No, the man thinks that the angels had a hand in all of this mess.]
I'm going to give him a piece of my mind. Not that it gets me anywhere but it's going to happen. One bloody way or another.
[He narrows his eyes a bit and watches the hawk a bit more.]
Bugger. You're recording this whole thing? Who are you sending it to?
[The hawk, unfortunately, doesn't see it fit to answer John. He'll let the master of the dark arts stew for a bit.]