Dispel The Darkness

[lesliethompkins]

Hope for the best, expect the worst. It's one of the many valuable lessons Leslie has learned over the years. Taught by her father, reinforced by experience. She had hoped the bomb delivered maliciously to the clinic would not be an indication of things to come. Somehow she knew that wouldn't be the case.

A week later, there are three patients in residence. Black Mask has had his revenge. Leslie and a select few are left to pick up the pieces.

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[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"An right on schedule the concerned friends t'kick me out Pretty Kitty." The last symbol is sketched on her forehead. She'll sleep without dreaming until she's strong enough to face them.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

Selina can feel the sleep settling in on her almost as a side effect, "John... Leslie..." A small pause, "No fighting. Please."

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"I'm not here t'fight Pretty Kitty, sleep now." The way he eyed the Doctor said he'd be happy to though.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Looks far worse than his she's withstood for years. Out of respect for Selina and her wishes though, she remains silent but watchful.

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

"He's a friend, Leslie. And...." Selina yawns widely and glares at John just a little as she's drifting into sleep. "And he helped Maggie..."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Leslie doesn't entirely let down her guard but the mention of this man in benevolent connection to Selina's sister causes her expression to somewhat soften. Which means she won't be showing him the door right this very second.

"Rest, dear. We can talk some more later."

[femme-du-chat.livejournal.com]

As much as she'd rather not, Selina is having wakefulness pulled from her fingers. Her eyes slide closed, her grip on John's hand going lax.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He set her hand back on her bed and stood up.

"She won't dream for a bit, should wear off about the time her body can handle it again." He didn't want anyone freaking out if she had abnormal brain scans.

"How's the Prat?" He made a flapping bat with his hands knowing if he wasn't hurt or working he'd be right beside Selena right now.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

She regards him dubiously. "Command over the dreams of another is an impossible task."

At least in the scientifically oriented mind of this particular doctor it is.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Consider it power of suggestion if it makes you feel better Sunshine." How he hates the rigid scientific minds he keeps coming across.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"I'd much prefer the truth," she states plainly.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

She can't have it both ways but he shrugs.

"Fine Sunshine, I cast a spell blockin' her dreams until she can handle them again. Lettin' her body heal up before it starts screwin' around with tryin' to sort things out in her psyche. Even you have to admit someone can't rest then they can't heal."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

Leslie's seen a lot of strange things in her lifetime. It makes her more flexible than most in her field. "If what you did does in fact help her, I'll be the first to thank you."

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He gets the first almost smile since he got there.

"More'n I get from some others I could mention."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"My first priority will always be the health and general well being of my patients," she explains. "I'm fairly predictable in that regard, Mr-"

She waits, expecting him to fill in the blank.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Constantine." He straightened his shirt and stuck his hands in the pockets of his coat. He couldn't smoke in here so he tried to keep his hands occupied.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"I'm Dr. Thompkins. Nobody's called me sunshine in decades," she comments congenially.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He likes her attitude and the fact she's taking such good care of Selena doesn't hurt.

"Not hangin' out with the right people then." He grinned at her and winked.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

She doesn't regret in the slightest her choice of companions. Nor the many years she's spent in and out of their lives. What she divulges is no where near as personal.

"I'm very often the bearer of bad news. Hazards of the profession, I'm afraid." From the tone of her voice, it seems she accepts it in good stride.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Funny that. I'm usually the bearer of bad news myself." His profession just happens to be a very different one than hers is.

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"Do I dare ask, Mr. Constantine, what it is that you do for a living?"

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Ask away...you won't like the answer." He chuckled under his breath and took his hands out of his pockets to make a flourishing gesture.

"Magic."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

"Something tells me there's far more to your magic than the casual slight of hand," she comments, her gaze dropping briefly as he gestures. He lacks the poise, posture, and charisma of a stage performer.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Slight of hand's a piss poor attempt at the real thing." The hands go back into his coat pockets.

"I'm a bit more on the low an dirty side of things."

[lesliethompkins.livejournal.com]

She has no idea what to make of the statement. Low and dirty could be interpreted in so many different ways. She does however recognize certain un mistakable mannerisms in the man who stands before her. "May I walk you out, Mr. Constantine? I wouldn't want to keep you from your cigarette."