<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Xwze2ZQ.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>John Constantine<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>A trenchcoat, shirt, tie, slacks, loafers<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Aug 21 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>2100<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Heaven's Undercarriage, Mammoth City, NJ<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Being Obnoxious<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zachary Zatara<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Go on then, lad. Give him what for. My advice? Go right for the bollocks." An English voice encouraged the bouncer. "Hell, hit him with yours! Got to have great big brass ones to up against a Zatara." John Constantine clapped the bouncer on the shoulder, and made an effort to shove the huge bouncer forward. John gave up after a few seconds, lacking the strength to actually move the big male, who was, in fact, now trying to move in the opposite direction. John had a lit cigarette in that hand and a half full pint glass in the other. The blond man raised his glass to his lips and took a healthy drink.<br/><br/>"Where'd all that attitude go my lad? Go on now, have a proper donnybrook. Squire yonder's ready for a scrap. Pretend Manchester lost to a team from the colonies! Nothing but shite on the tele!" Constantine urged. The bouncer looked back over at the bartender.<br/><br/>"Uh . . . maybe I should go check the keg lines." The bouncer said, and forced his way past Constantine and the bartender and into the bar, tail so far between his legs he could use it for a neck tie.<br/><br/>"WANKER!" John called after the bouncer, who lacked the courage to flip Constantine the bird. He gave an exasperated sigh, and raised his smoke to his mouth, taking a drag and blowing smoke out of the corner of his mouth. "Guess I mucked that up right proper. Should've kept my gob just." He murmured to his mouth. "Well, might as well come on in, squire. What's your pleasure? I'll buy you a round - least I can do for making a cock up of your fisticuffs. Tell you a story about this time I drew a knob on Batman's face." The blond man said to Zachary, nodding in towards the bar.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zpIqAT8.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Wonder Woman<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong>Amazonian Armor<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Aug 21 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Afternoon-ish<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Wonder Woman broaches the touchy subject of Raven's origins<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Wonder Woman Theme (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=imc_qG8Re2Q)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Raven<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Wonder Woman reached over and put her hands over Raven's. She was surprised when Raven's demonic side came out, but she was emphatically not afraid. The revelation was not accompanied by any surge of any sort negative emotion. In fact, the opposite. Seeing Raven's demonic side evoked in Wonder Woman a swelling of compassion for the young woman. It was so powerful that Diana seemed to glow with it.<br/><br/>"Thank you for your trust in me, Raven. I'm honoured by your choice." Diana told Raven sincerely. She smiled warmly. "I think it's safe to say that you've found allies, Raven. We'll all help you to fight Trigon, and whoever you decide Raven is, we'll be here to support you.<br/><br/>"Now, what you've shared with me will be just between us for as long as you want it to be that way. What you share with the others your age is your choice, as is when to share it with them. But I think you'll find that everyone will be ready to support you. Some of them are from other planets, other dimensions . . . I think you'll find you're not as alone as you might feel right now."