Sticks And Stones

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

He's never wrong.

He never allows himself to be wrong.

But it's staring him right in the face.

A lapse in judgment.

An error.

The few strips of gauze he's pulled from the drawer just aren't going to be enough to fix this mess.

The blood soaked wad currently in his hand is hurled in the direction of the sink.

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[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

His grip on the coat tightens. "She doesn't die," he snarls.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

Blue eyes that are puffy from the long trip and the echoed pain he still feels from Selina bore into Bruce's.

"Then you die. Take her fate."

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

He doesn't allow himself the time to deliberate. The decision is made instantaneously, without doubt or remorse. "Deal."

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"Deal it is then." It'll take some setting up but it can be done.

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

"Now get the hell out."

Another push. This time in the direction of the exit. Permitting him access to Selina is out of the question.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He makes a tsking sound at Bruce.

"No deal prat, I need to be near her to tie you to her. You get your time t'think about it now but I need in before she dies or it won't happen."

[anotherknight.livejournal.com]

He's just soul his soul to the devil to save her life. Why then does he find it impossible to grant him the audience? It takes every ounce of willpower to remove himself from Constantine's path.

"Screw up and you'll never make it to the emergency room in time."

No, it's not an idle threat.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

"I screw up, you won't have to kill me I'll already be dead." He doesn't look at the man as he goes past to see the woman he's loved in his own way since they've met.

"I'll be back t'complete the transfer."