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[keepgodwaiting]

WHO: Johanna Constantine (keepgodwaiting) & a variety of appointments
WHAT: Autumnal and spooky hijinks
WHERE: Around!
WHEN: End of September, into October
WARNINGS: Probably demon shit in the Peter thread; probably social awkwardness in the Steven thread; more if they come up

I swear to God I saw her howlin' at the sky
She ain't out to get you but she's better on your side
And she don't wanna be anybody else
She's a woman in total control of herself
It's such a wonder to be under her spell
What a woman in total control of herself

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[keepgodwaiting]

[ You know, some people might feel guilty, hearing the sincerity in that "thank you," knowing that it's only there because they've told him an enormous, dangerous lie.

Constantine smiles tiredly, meeting his eyes. Brown and lucid and lit with a relief that wasn't there before. If she can keep that optimism there with a lie, for now, she will. ]

It's pretty fucking insane. Welcome to the wonderful world of magic, Peter.

[ And number your days, whoever else is here. ]

Let's get your floor cleaned up, yeah?

and wrap!!

[possessum]

[ Magic. Who would've thought?? It's all still pretty wild, and he'll definitely have to take some time to like, absorb, process all of this. But.... yeah. Yeah, the overall feeling here isn't bad. It's maybe kind of good, through the little doses of nervous uncertainty.

He has help.

The teen gives another nod, moves to stand — a little light-headed and tired too, but it's not too worrisome, he thinks, because it probably makes sense he would be. Finally, now, he smiles too. ]

I'll get some papertowels and stuff. Unless there's uh. A spell that can conveniently clean all this up, too.

[ A joke... it's a joke! Something he can do now, that the turmoil's over. Now that the scary thing is finished, today. Maybe not fully over, but chipped away at, a little. ]