Voicemail

[not_heavens_adam]

Hello, you've reached the phone of Johnny Rayflo, please leave a message and I'll return your call.

Comments

[text]

[not_heavens_adam]

Yeah. He's an Incubus, sex is what he does.

I need to give you something. Can we meet or would you rather I have it delivered to you?

[text]

[relinquishing]

[Welp, the party he's throwing in his mind for getting Lilith out of his ouse is nearly squashed by the fact that oh god he almost had sex with a demon.]

I don't see anything wrong with meeting up. I'm pretty sure at least one of the bars around is still open, if you have a preference.

[text]

[not_heavens_adam]

[Johnny's already headed out the door when he sends his message, his hand clenched into a fist as a small metal pin starts forming in his palm.]

Okay. Do you know the Crow's Nest? It's in the Middle District, we could meet there.

[He at least knew Barry didn't know that bar and it was familiar to Johnny.]

[text]

[relinquishing]

That sounds like a plan to me. Yeah, I know where it is. I'll see you in a few minutes.

[Johnny's sure to beat him there, but he at least takes the minute or so to make sure he doesn't look as blown over as he feels... or felt, rather. No need to make that awkward.]

[Action]

[not_heavens_adam]

[He does get there first, but he's only sitting with a drink in hand at one of the tables. There's also a metal pin in the middle of the table, but he doesn't offer any explanation just yet, instead he only waves to Guy.