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"There's No Bravery Without Fear."
Raymond Palmer, Engineer, Physicist, Entrepreneur, CEO, and occasionally time-traveling superhero!
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Constantine is staring dead ahead.
“…Th’ first sin ain’t killin’. Or even stealin’. It’s bein’ bald.”
John.
No.
Ray freezes in place, eyes going wide. He reaches up, and sure enough—
"JOHN!"
“Roses ar’ red.
Violets ar’ blue.
Why’d ’y leave me Ray, what did I do.”
"Left y—?"
"You took my hair because I've been too busy for social media?!"
Constantine is staring dead ahead.
“…Th’ first sin ain’t killin’. Or even stealin’. It’s bein’ bald.”
John.
No.
Ray freezes in place, eyes going wide. He reaches up, and sure enough—
"JOHN!"
Constantine is staring dead ahead.
“…Th’ first sin ain’t killin’. Or even stealin’. It’s bein’ bald.”
John.
No.
R AT
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R AY
Might BE A DAD SSND HELP
@gutter-mage69
You... Have a child? Like... An actual child? A human child? That's a very important distinction. Considering... Uh... How can I help?
Apparently I adopted this one when drunk. Need your help. She’s related ‘t Satan.
How do parents work?!
Well, congratulations! ...I think. How do parents work? That's a good question if you've never been one, I suppose. Then again I've never been one, either. You just... Try and do what's best for them. You love them, and cherish them. Be the kind of person you would want as a parent yourself. And bedtimes. Bedtimes are important, depending on how old they are.
R AT
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R AY
Might BE A DAD SSND HELP
@gutter-mage69
You... Have a child? Like... An actual child? A human child? That's a very important distinction. Considering... Uh... How can I help?
Constantine stands, blinking more than several times.
His left hand is held out in front of him. Thumb, pointer finger, ring finger, and half of his pinky are gone.
There’s so much blood. It drips down his hand in little trickles.
He feels funny. And John collapses.
"John!" The bag of dog food falls out of his arms. Ray sprints forward into the alley and collapses on his knees next to John. "Shit... Oh, shit." There's blood everywhere and his heart nearly seizes at the sight. Panic starts to build, and in his mind's eye there's flashes. A dark building, a masked assailant, Anna-- No. NO. He needs to be here, now. With shaking hands he fumbles to get his belt off, practically ripping it from the loops to wrap around John's arm as a tourniquet. "Stay with me, John!" he pleads orders, starting to haul the injured man up. Hospital.
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‘Lo Ray!
‘Y look like a pickle ‘n a cucumber patch. Was’ wrong?
...Is it that obvious? It's nothing, really. Just... A really bad anniversary. I'll be alright, John.
You’re tellin’ me, that me sunshine-
*The dachshund hearing her name yips, and paws at John’s ankles. He scoops her up.*
-You’re ‘aving a bad day? Why not come wi’ me? I know a nasty arcade where ‘y can win big.
You play video games? *He gives Sunshine a scratch behind her ears as he thinks it over.* ...Actually, a trip to the arcade sounds really great. It's been forever since I visited one. Sure, let's go! Might be fun... ...Are you going to use magic to cheat at the games?
*John winks at him.*
Who says I need magic, when I ‘ave actual skills?
C’mon sunshine. Follow me.
Oh... I mean that's fair. I'm sure I'll be impressed either way... Until I beat you at Mortal Kombat, that is.
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‘Lo Ray!
‘Y look like a pickle ‘n a cucumber patch. Was’ wrong?
...Is it that obvious? It's nothing, really. Just... A really bad anniversary. I'll be alright, John.
You’re tellin’ me, that me sunshine-
*The dachshund hearing her name yips, and paws at John’s ankles. He scoops her up.*
-You’re ‘aving a bad day? Why not come wi’ me? I know a nasty arcade where ‘y can win big.
You play video games? *He gives Sunshine a scratch behind her ears as he thinks it over.* ...Actually, a trip to the arcade sounds really great. It's been forever since I visited one. Sure, let's go! Might be fun... ...Are you going to use magic to cheat at the games?
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‘Lo Ray!
‘Y look like a pickle ‘n a cucumber patch. Was’ wrong?
...Is it that obvious? It's nothing, really. Just... A really bad anniversary. I'll be alright, John.
You got a dog?
Aww, she looks my parents dog when he was younger. Beauregard! She's adorable!
‘Lo Ray!
Named ‘er Sunshine. Come say hi.
Once again Ray drove up to the supermarket alley. He was going to have to start shopping here if he kept making trips here, but it was worth it, if he could keep checking in on John.
He stepped out into the mouth of the alley. Already he could hear some soft yipping and snuffling, and he was automatically grinning. Ray clicked his tongue, pulling a milk bone out of his suit pocket. "Here, girl!"
There’s the faint sound of clicking nails, and a small black and tan dachshund comes charging out of the alley.
Constantine is stumbling after her. She crashes into Ray’s ankles, and starts to paw at him. Her tail is going so fast.
“Sunshine, c’mon…” John tries.
Ray's grin could have powered Gotham for a year when the dachshund came bounding out, her little legs pumping as fast as they could. He crouched to greet her, letting the dog sniff his hand before offering the dog treat. "Hi there, sweetheart," he cooed, melting as she pawed at his very expensive dress shoes, scuffing them with her nails. But Ray couldn't have cared less, because puppy! He lifted his head when he heard the voice calling her name, turning his smile on Constantine. "John! You got a lively one, huh?" he chuckled, scratching behind Sunshine's ears. "She's adorable! I could just eat her up, yes I could!" He started making kissy noises at her.
The dachshund is immediately on her back, showing her tummy.
“Sun!” John tries to scold, as he hastily scoops her up and is wrapping his coat around her.
“She gets real cold. I’ve been keepin’ her warm all night.”
He looks up as he scratches Sunshine's tummy, giving the dachshund a few extra pats. Ray's a little startled when John scoops her up, but he quickly recovered, standing up again.
"She’s a sweetheart," his smile softened. "And yeah, it's been chilly, huh?" Ray glanced around the alley, exhaling slowly.
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Y'know... If you wanted to spend a few nights at my place, I wouldn't mind. Sunshine too, of course." Ray’s grin brightened again.
You got a dog?
Aww, she looks my parents dog when he was younger. Beauregard! She's adorable!
‘Lo Ray!
Named ‘er Sunshine. Come say hi.
Once again Ray drove up to the supermarket alley. He was going to have to start shopping here if he kept making trips here, but it was worth it, if he could keep checking in on John.
He stepped out into the mouth of the alley. Already he could hear some soft yipping and snuffling, and he was automatically grinning. Ray clicked his tongue, pulling a milk bone out of his suit pocket. "Here, girl!"
There’s the faint sound of clicking nails, and a small black and tan dachshund comes charging out of the alley.
Constantine is stumbling after her. She crashes into Ray’s ankles, and starts to paw at him. Her tail is going so fast.
“Sunshine, c’mon…” John tries.
Ray's grin could have powered Gotham for a year when the dachshund came bounding out, her little legs pumping as fast as they could. He crouched to greet her, letting the dog sniff his hand before offering the dog treat. "Hi there, sweetheart," he cooed, melting as she pawed at his very expensive dress shoes, scuffing them with her nails. But Ray couldn't have cared less, because puppy! He lifted his head when he heard the voice calling her name, turning his smile on Constantine. "John! You got a lively one, huh?" he chuckled, scratching behind Sunshine's ears. "She's adorable! I could just eat her up, yes I could!" He started making kissy noises at her.
You got a dog?
Aww, she looks my parents dog when he was younger. Beauregard! She's adorable!
‘Lo Ray!
Named ‘er Sunshine. Come say hi.
Once again Ray drove up to the supermarket alley. He was going to have to start shopping here if he kept making trips here, but it was worth it, if he could keep checking in on John.
He stepped out into the mouth of the alley. Already he could hear some soft yipping and snuffling, and he was automatically grinning. Ray clicked his tongue, pulling a milk bone out of his suit pocket. "Here, girl!"
“ ‘Y might be wonderin’ why th’ handsome, charmin’, irresistible Constantine ‘s cuddled up snuggly ‘n your bed.”
“….”
“Actually, I don’t ‘ave an answer. But you’re excellent ‘t cuddle ‘gainst.”
@gutter-mage69
Ray turned over in his bed, face scrunched up in surprise and confusion. He squinted in the dark as Constantine addressed him, making the half asleep man blink and rub at his eyes.
"...John? How'd you get in here?" It was a little late to ask that, considering he was already in bed with him. "And... thanks?"
Well, there was nothing for it now. Ray flipped around and faced John, readjusting the pillow and blanket. "C'mere," he mumbled, holding the edge of the blanket up for him to get under.
Aside from the minor beef with Hank, which I get, how far down can your technology shrink you? Just curious if you've seen any other dimensions. It's trippy seeing people down there.
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Oh, pretty small. About to the size of an atom, if I had to quantify it, but I try not to go that far too often. It's pretty risky, and a nightmare if I somehow got stuck that size for any length of time. Other dimensions? With people? You're serious? Wow... I guess Doctor Pym's particles are pretty powerful. What was it like? Was the conditions survivable for a normal human? What sort of lifeforms were there? Did you get any samples? ...Sorry, I get carried away. But wow. That's like... The Discovery of the century!
May th’ fourth be with ‘y.
@gutter-mage69
You remembered?! Happy Star Wars Day! And May the Force Be With You, young padawan... ...Okay, so I know you're not a padawan, but I always wanted to say that.
‘Lo sunshine.
Might send th’ Joker ‘t Hell.
@gutter-mage69
I don't think you have to do all that, John... Joker's talking a big game, but I don't think he'll actually do anything. It's an intimidation tactic. Besides, if he does, I'm sure it's nothing that the heroes of Gotham (and me) can't handle. Thank you for being concerned, though! That's nice of you.
