Lunaramblings
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Constantine looked about quickly. He spotted what he wanted nearby. There was a small bar at the end of the street. He stepped forward and began to speak.
"Listen mates. I vote we go take residence at the bar down the street there. Pretty sure 'tween the lot of us we can keep our chat private, but we need a place to talk. And if the hunch I have is close to right, I sure as 'Ell, wan' a drink or two." Constantine didn't have the usual bravado or smarmy wit he often lead with. Instead he was the man on a mission that he only became when times were at their most dire. John didn't play the straight-man often, but when he did you knew it was a damn serious and sincere situation.
John chose not to wait. Instead he promptly tossed the cigarette into the gutter and turned toward the bar and began walking diligently.
"Listen mates. I vote we go take residence at the bar down the street there. Pretty sure 'tween the lot of us we can keep our chat private, but we need a place to talk. And if the hunch I have is close to right, I sure as 'Ell, wan' a drink or two." Constantine didn't have the usual bravado or smarmy wit he often lead with. Instead he was the man on a mission that he only became when times were at their most dire. John didn't play the straight-man often, but when he did you knew it was a damn serious and sincere situation.
John chose not to wait. Instead he promptly tossed the cigarette into the gutter and turned toward the bar and began walking diligently.