[Just as he was about to get a little antsy in the hospital, his saving grace arrives. Knight in... trendy...? Purple armour. Those eyecatching tattoos though. Hazel eyes can't resist following the way they move.
When he meets Cecil's gaze, he's got a boyish, lopsided smirk in response.] John Constantine. [He's got a few tattoos of his own, but he's fully clothed from neck to toes so they're not visible. And they're certainly not as intriguing or fluid.
Before making any offers to queer things up, he can't resist asking, even though the question might not make sense:] How're you doing that?
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When he meets Cecil's gaze, he's got a boyish, lopsided smirk in response.] John Constantine. [He's got a few tattoos of his own, but he's fully clothed from neck to toes so they're not visible. And they're certainly not as intriguing or fluid.
Before making any offers to queer things up, he can't resist asking, even though the question might not make sense:] How're you doing that?