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tampered2008-02-20 08:52 pm
bitingnightmare.livejournal.com) wrote in tampered2008-02-20 08:52 pm
Log: Complete
When; Feb. 20 (night)
Rating; PG13 (languages)
Characters; Cassidy![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
beer_over_blood, Constantine lullabyoflondon, the Corinthian bitingnightmare
Summary; Eventually progresses to now as the nightmare decides to confront an old new arrival.
Log;
All he had to do was grab his belongings. The Corinthian still had a copy of the key to the apartment, one he intended to turn over to Cassidy once he had gathered all his affects... Those didn't include Constantine's and the nightmare wasn't sure if this one--the newly arrived one--would want the old one's possessions. They were the same man to an extent, what belonged to John had belonged or would belong to this Englishman. Hell, it was just as likely that the magician had come into the possession of such items because of his time in the City. Shit that wasn't a time loop Cori cared to rationalize at all.
No nut on a cord hanging from the knob; it meant Faye wasn't around or he wasn't home. Now that the apartment was more Cassidy's than his own, the nightmare gave him the courtesy of knocking first.
"Hey," he called casually, "it's me."
Rating; PG13 (languages)
Characters; Cassidy
beer_over_blood, Constantine lullabyoflondon, the Corinthian bitingnightmareSummary; Eventually progresses to now as the nightmare decides to confront an old new arrival.
Log;
All he had to do was grab his belongings. The Corinthian still had a copy of the key to the apartment, one he intended to turn over to Cassidy once he had gathered all his affects... Those didn't include Constantine's and the nightmare wasn't sure if this one--the newly arrived one--would want the old one's possessions. They were the same man to an extent, what belonged to John had belonged or would belong to this Englishman. Hell, it was just as likely that the magician had come into the possession of such items because of his time in the City. Shit that wasn't a time loop Cori cared to rationalize at all.
No nut on a cord hanging from the knob; it meant Faye wasn't around or he wasn't home. Now that the apartment was more Cassidy's than his own, the nightmare gave him the courtesy of knocking first.
"Hey," he called casually, "it's me."