madimpossibledreamer

Main Points:
Constantine Genderbend
Summary: Zed has a question.
Word Count: 255
Rating: Gen

        “How do you do it?” Zed asks, reflective, and Constantine shrugs at the question.
        “You’ll have to be a little more specific, luv.  I do a lot of things.”  She leers, but Zed plays the game perfectly, better, even, than Chas—plays along, but doesn’t actually go along with any of the flirting they do in their little dance.
        “Sleep around but don’t get pregnant,” she says, bluntly, and Jane coughs, caught by surprise.  That’s another thing Zed does well, surprises.
        “It’s a neat little trick, innit?” the blonde responds, pulling out a cigarette.  It’s something to do with her restless hands.  It’s hard to sit still.  “Thing is, it’s magic.  I’ll teach you if you want.  A handy little spell all girls should know, in my opinion.  Thing is, those politicians, nasty little bastards who only want to tell the ones they don’t like what to do, they can’t outlaw magic because they don’t know about it.  Protects you from everything but the pleasure.”
        “Maybe you can teach me some self-defense spells, too,” Zed responds with a beguiling smile, and she finds herself smiling in return.
        “Only some of the non-lethal ones, yeah?  Don’t want to get you in the sort of trouble that would have Chas disappointed enough that he’d bugger off and leave us to our own devices.”  She always feels a little more alive when fighting the status quo.
        “You just don’t want to have to cook,” the psychic teases, and Constantine shrugs.  She doesn’t need to voice the Yeah, so?

Constantine was actually on today, and my friend pointed out my genderbends are missing a character with PTSD.
So this happened.
Also, no idea on ETA of Shadowed Suspicion.  I'd give one, but that'd be irresponsible, since I have yet to rewatch Part 4 to write Josuke, and I've got some stuff coming up including jury duty, so I'd rather not make any promises I can't keep.  I will make this one, though: I will finish.
~Dreamer~

Main Points:
Constantine Genderbend
Summary: Some natural questions show up.
Word Count: 235
Rating: Gen

        “Are you two together?”
        Chas can’t say that he hadn’t been expecting the question, given that their closeness (and other associated Constantine weirdness) had been a significant contributing factor to his divorce from his wife.
        As usual, Jane ignores the question like it had never even been asked.  “Just drop me off at the corner.  I’ve a craving.”
        “Should I wait?” Chas asks, playing along, as always.
        “Are you two ignoring my question?” Zed asks.  A perfectly natural response.  She’s not used to the natural rhythm of living closely in Constantine’s orbit.
        “Don’t bother.  I feel like a wee bit of a stroll.”  Jane gets out before the taxi even stops moving, waves cheerily, and walks right into the convenience store.
        The relationship between Chas and Constantine works best when neither talks about it.  It feels weird to even voice it, but Zed’s just going to keep asking questions until they’re actually answered.  “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Jane’s not very good at dealing with feelings.  She keeps very few people around.  I guess I’m the closest thing she has to a friend, and it’s because I’ve never even considered her as anything more than a friend.  I am—was—married.”
        “Sure it didn’t have anything to do with Constantine?” she teases, and it’s in bad taste.
        “Not on my part,” he says and doesn’t elaborate.  Let her come to her own conclusions.