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I've seen that. Things I would have never thought he'd so much as smirk at can get a grin. Maybe a little noise that could have been laughter.
Green. Something small I can bring back. What about a flower? Some sort of colour around for him.
[John scratches his head thoughtfully with a shrug.] He was in an honest enough mood when he said 'nature'. Told me things about himself I'll keep to myself if you don't mind. Don't need someone finding this later. We've got more people around these days that would be willing to use something against him. Against all of you. Planes of power are shifting in the smoke.
He was never one for laughing very loudly. You're probably the first being to hear him laugh for a few thousand years. I'm not going to pretend I'm not jealous.
[As tempting as it is to tease John about getting Lucifer flowers, she won't. What he's doing is possibly the most thoughtful thing Lucifer has experienced for years, and she has to try and encourage it.]
That's what I'd go for. Hellblazer doesn't have a back yard, does it? Just wondering. [Because if it does, she can do something with that. Or talk Greg into helping. He's more green fingered than her]
You can have your secrets. Just... remember he might not be so happy later on for you to know that stuff. He doesn't like being at a disadvantage. None of us do.
[John has his own brand of terrible pride, and if such were pointed out to him, he might back away or do something different. This territory is unsure enough for him. John gets cruel jokes but not often kind ones or see them that way.]
[He scratches his head a little with a small shrug.] There's a bit of a scrubby lot out back. Not much grows there but the usual annoyances. [The plant stupid meets the plant stupid. This will be amazing.]
What I meant is that I don't want to say it here where it could be recorded or hacked. If he asks me where I learned something, I tell him, Gabe. He's been lied to enough. All of you have.
That said, just because I know it doesn't mean I'll ever use it or you'll know I know it. You two and my Lucifer are my - well, friends, I suppose. Took death to make me have angel friends. I'm almost disappointed in myself. I suppose I could blame Greg in your case.
You're so kind. I'm sure I'll hear it at some point.
[ Everyone has to be proud of something, and Constantine is more than likely to do the opposite of a thing if he's teased or belittled, Gabriel realises that. She's not going to dissuade him from the path he's on. She wants her brother to have a friend. And she wants Constantine to have one that isn't Greg. ]
Scrubby stuff is better than nothing. I'll drop by some time, and see what I can do.
You can tell me in person then. If you want to. You can keep your secrets between you, I've got enough. [Secrets Greg has told her, secrets Lucifer told her at the dawn on time, secrets from kings and Emperors and all sorts of people. But she doesn't mind if John and Lucifer had put their heads together and swapped stories. Everyone needs someone to tell their intimate thoughts to, don't they?]
Oh, please blame Greg. He gets very upset if he doesn't get blamed for something once or twice a day.
[And like some other people, John simply doesn't talk about what he doesn't like or want to. Stupid feelings and stuff.]
Good luck with that. I can't grow much of anything. I'll leave that to you and the rest. Just don't re-create Eden in my backyard. Already left a piece of myself there.
Secrets don't always need told, Gabe. Lucifer doesn't tell me much. I just never know what might be a surprise to me could be a weakness to any of you.
[There is no good way for John to express what he means in his mind. An angel loses a feather in John's world, and it's a death sentence. Yet he's seen Lucifer and others preen theirs out, destroying the feather after. ]
I don't want to make a mistake and mention the wrong thing in passing thinking all of you already know it.
He needs a coffee and a vacation. I have a snowglobe you two can use that Lucifer would like gone anyway.
I'm not exactly green fingered myself. But Greg is. And I don't know, maybe it'll do both of you some good. We won't re-create the Garden, that's a little bit out of my league.
If you think it might harm him, me, Greg, I know you'll tell. Hopefully before some evil wanker can torture it out of you. But thank you, for thinking of us. [of Luci.
The truth is, there isn't anyone like Constantine in Gabriel's world. The Hunters, well, they're not really a threat, and the Men of Letters? Mostly extinct. They can shed feathers or give them away and no one can do anything about it. Gabriel isn't even sure if those feathers can even be used against them, but he's sure someone like Constantine knows how]
I know he does. Don't you think I suggest that? This snowglobe of yours doesn't sound particularly safe though. Not if Lucifer doesn't like it. And I'd have to get you to pinky-promise you won't spy on us.
Not both of us, but I bet it would him. Half his problem seems to be boredom and frustration.
Can't be tortured out of me. I won a contest. Anything of that sort when it comes to you? I prefer to 'forget'.
[No one like Gabe in John's either. He's never quite sure what to think of this set of angels. It's like seeing a reflection that feels a little familiar and not. An off-key tone.]
No one can see in the globe. Doesn't work like that. Lets you relive a memory for however long it went on. Show it to someone else if they go in with you.
[He doesn't say why Lucifer hates it. Figures Gabriel is smart enough to figure that out. Lucifer wasn't the sort to heed warnings of 'do not touch'.]
[ Gabe would have said Lucifer's problems were half Dad and half Mike, but there's truth in what John says. Suddenly Lucifer's out of the Cage and while Little Hades isn't like being able to wander where you like in Creation, it's still freedom, of a sort. Lucifer needs to get used to the provisos that come hand-in-hand with those freedoms. ]
It'd be somewhere different for you to drink in, anyway.
Sounds like the most sensible idea.
[Gabriel likes to know she's special. Unique. Obviously, it might have been better if her counterpart had you know, not been a complete wanker, maybe John would have had a better, or maybe less painful, existence. Who knows?
Oh. Here I was thinking we'd get sucked into a Christmas in New York souvenir. I'll speak to Greg. Pretty such he'd rather go for a weekend in one of his memories than any of mine. Thank you, Constantine, I appreciate it.
[John's life would have still sucked, maybe worse if not for Gabriel. He had served his purpose and saved John's life even if he hadn't meant or wanted to.]
No. But the memory is from the viewer's point of view. Meaning in reality is could have been the trip from Hell but if they enjoyed it, it's great. Those reliving it vanish, but the snowglobe remains. If you two decide to go, I'll keep it upstairs where only Lucifer and I go. It gets damaged or dropped, you all pop back out. Fun little toy for a bit of an escape.
Maybe Greg has a nice ski lodge for the weekend memory you two can enjoy.
[A sly little grin, and John logs off. Playing cupid for his favourite duo? Never.]
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Date: 2016-11-05 12:44 am (UTC)I've seen that. Things I would have never thought he'd so much as smirk at can get a grin. Maybe a little noise that could have been laughter.
Green. Something small I can bring back. What about a flower? Some sort of colour around for him.
[John scratches his head thoughtfully with a shrug.] He was in an honest enough mood when he said 'nature'. Told me things about himself I'll keep to myself if you don't mind. Don't need someone finding this later. We've got more people around these days that would be willing to use something against him. Against all of you. Planes of power are shifting in the smoke.
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Date: 2016-11-05 10:22 am (UTC)[As tempting as it is to tease John about getting Lucifer flowers, she won't. What he's doing is possibly the most thoughtful thing Lucifer has experienced for years, and she has to try and encourage it.]
That's what I'd go for. Hellblazer doesn't have a back yard, does it? Just wondering. [Because if it does, she can do something with that. Or talk Greg into helping. He's more green fingered than her]
You can have your secrets. Just... remember he might not be so happy later on for you to know that stuff. He doesn't like being at a disadvantage. None of us do.
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Date: 2016-11-06 07:13 am (UTC)[John has his own brand of terrible pride, and if such were pointed out to him, he might back away or do something different. This territory is unsure enough for him. John gets cruel jokes but not often kind ones or see them that way.]
[He scratches his head a little with a small shrug.] There's a bit of a scrubby lot out back. Not much grows there but the usual annoyances. [The plant stupid meets the plant stupid. This will be amazing.]
What I meant is that I don't want to say it here where it could be recorded or hacked. If he asks me where I learned something, I tell him, Gabe. He's been lied to enough. All of you have.
That said, just because I know it doesn't mean I'll ever use it or you'll know I know it. You two and my Lucifer are my - well, friends, I suppose. Took death to make me have angel friends. I'm almost disappointed in myself. I suppose I could blame Greg in your case.
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Date: 2016-11-06 07:50 am (UTC)[ Everyone has to be proud of something, and Constantine is more than likely to do the opposite of a thing if he's teased or belittled, Gabriel realises that. She's not going to dissuade him from the path he's on. She wants her brother to have a friend. And she wants Constantine to have one that isn't Greg. ]
Scrubby stuff is better than nothing. I'll drop by some time, and see what I can do.
You can tell me in person then. If you want to. You can keep your secrets between you, I've got enough. [Secrets Greg has told her, secrets Lucifer told her at the dawn on time, secrets from kings and Emperors and all sorts of people. But she doesn't mind if John and Lucifer had put their heads together and swapped stories. Everyone needs someone to tell their intimate thoughts to, don't they?]
Oh, please blame Greg. He gets very upset if he doesn't get blamed for something once or twice a day.
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Date: 2016-11-06 08:03 am (UTC)Good luck with that. I can't grow much of anything. I'll leave that to you and the rest. Just don't re-create Eden in my backyard. Already left a piece of myself there.
Secrets don't always need told, Gabe. Lucifer doesn't tell me much. I just never know what might be a surprise to me could be a weakness to any of you.
[There is no good way for John to express what he means in his mind. An angel loses a feather in John's world, and it's a death sentence. Yet he's seen Lucifer and others preen theirs out, destroying the feather after. ]
I don't want to make a mistake and mention the wrong thing in passing thinking all of you already know it.
He needs a coffee and a vacation. I have a snowglobe you two can use that Lucifer would like gone anyway.
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Date: 2016-11-06 11:25 am (UTC)If you think it might harm him, me, Greg, I know you'll tell. Hopefully before some evil wanker can torture it out of you. But thank you, for thinking of us. [
of Luci.The truth is, there isn't anyone like Constantine in Gabriel's world. The Hunters, well, they're not really a threat, and the Men of Letters? Mostly extinct. They can shed feathers or give them away and no one can do anything about it. Gabriel isn't even sure if those feathers can even be used against them, but he's sure someone like Constantine knows how]
I know he does. Don't you think I suggest that? This snowglobe of yours doesn't sound particularly safe though. Not if Lucifer doesn't like it. And I'd have to get you to pinky-promise you won't spy on us.
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Date: 2016-11-08 09:44 am (UTC)Can't be tortured out of me. I won a contest. Anything of that sort when it comes to you? I prefer to 'forget'.
[No one like Gabe in John's either. He's never quite sure what to think of this set of angels. It's like seeing a reflection that feels a little familiar and not. An off-key tone.]
No one can see in the globe. Doesn't work like that. Lets you relive a memory for however long it went on. Show it to someone else if they go in with you.
[He doesn't say why Lucifer hates it. Figures Gabriel is smart enough to figure that out. Lucifer wasn't the sort to heed warnings of 'do not touch'.]
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Date: 2016-11-08 11:09 pm (UTC)It'd be somewhere different for you to drink in, anyway.
Sounds like the most sensible idea.
[Gabriel likes to know she's special. Unique. Obviously, it might have been better if her counterpart had you know, not been a complete wanker, maybe John would have had a better, or maybe less painful, existence. Who knows?
Oh. Here I was thinking we'd get sucked into a Christmas in New York souvenir. I'll speak to Greg. Pretty such he'd rather go for a weekend in one of his memories than any of mine. Thank you, Constantine, I appreciate it.
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Date: 2016-11-12 10:35 am (UTC)No. But the memory is from the viewer's point of view. Meaning in reality is could have been the trip from Hell but if they enjoyed it, it's great. Those reliving it vanish, but the snowglobe remains. If you two decide to go, I'll keep it upstairs where only Lucifer and I go. It gets damaged or dropped, you all pop back out. Fun little toy for a bit of an escape.
Maybe Greg has a nice ski lodge for the weekend memory you two can enjoy.
[A sly little grin, and John logs off. Playing cupid for his favourite duo? Never.]