<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 pursed her lips. "Trigon has already tried to force his way into this dimension - into this world. Giovanni Zatara worked with several other magicians to bar his entrance, but the toll was great, particularly for Giovanni. The Batman asked him to look at your aura. Giovanni knew what to look for - for him, there was no missing the touch of Trigon. Another magician would not likely be able to be able to be so specific and insightful."<br/><br/>Diana spared Raven further details because it would just bombard her with names that she did not know. The young woman was hardly in a position to appreciate what it meant that repelling Trigon had brought John Constantine out of the woodwork in a helpful mood - insofar as Constantine could comport himself in a helpful manner - or that it had required the ultimate sacrifice of Doctor Fate and left the Helmet of Nabu without a bearer. Or that the Phantom Stranger had turned up to watch everything, and only when all seemed lost intervened.<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 Obnoxious<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Zachary Zatara<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Real hard lad by the name of Jim Corrigan. Kind of copper who doesn't like what a bloke has to say ain't afraid to slap him around a little. Or a lot." John said in a low voice. He scanned every booth but failed to find the individual he was looking for. "Usually he chums around with the Stranger. You don't know about old Jimmy? Maybe you heard of the Spectre? You know, Wrath of God? Put the Mark on Cain. Smote Sodom and Gomorrah. Humbled Pharaoh and killed all the firstborn of the Egyptians. If Jimmy-boy ain't here, someone's having a<em>really</em>bad day."<br/><br/>John shook as a chill ran down his spine and he settled down on the floor behind the bar. He took a deep, deep drink his pin glass. Somewhere along the line he'd lost his cigarette, and tried for a new one but his hand proved too shaky to work the lighter so he gave up. "Fecking bollocks." John murmured to himself. The Brit reached up without looking and eventually took hold of the bottle of vodka. He pulled it down and drank straight from the thing before holding it out for Zachary if the younger magician chose to take part.<br/><br/>"Would you believe me if I told you the End of Days was on the horizon, squire?" John inquired in a quiet voice.