<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/>Diana shook her head. "No, Raven." The woman rose and moved closer to the ash-skinned young woman and Diana put her arms around her. "That's not how we do things here. We don't trade lives. Your life isn't something we'll just throw away for our own security. If they come for you, we'll stand with you. If they manage to take you, we won't stop until we get you back, Raven, and Hera help them if they hurt you." Diana assured Raven.<br/><br/>"If Trigon has agents on this world, we'll find them and stop them, Raven. And we'll find a way to stop Trigon. There's always a way, no matter how impossible it might seem, Raven." Diana employed some of Superman's rhetoric, but it was no less heartfelt for it.<br/><br/><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>2130<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Heaven's Undercarriage, Mammoth City, NJ<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Being Morose<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zachary Zatara<br/><br/><hr/><br/>John sniffed. He shrugged his shoulders. "Just to bend your ear, squire. Love the sound of me own voice. We all cope in our own way and all of that touchy-feely New Age bollocks. Could've been anyone, bruv. Wasn't you . . . maybe . . . I dunno." He tried to think of someone else to name but failed to come up with a name. "You up to helping, if it came to it? Can't imagine that's in the cards for you, my lad." Constantine waved his hand dismissively.<br/><br/>The Brit flicked his wrist and looked at his watch and gave a dull groan. "Well, squire, time for me to be on my merry way. Some other sod needs me nattering in his ear and angels'd weep if it didn't happen. Cheers." Constantine said, clambering up in an undignified manner to his feet. His nerves had calmed enough that he could manage to light himself a cigarette, and he puffed, letting out a sigh of sublime ecstasy as fresh nicotine hit his system.