Wanker and cunt are perfectly normal parts of Constantine's vocabulary. Maybe not 'cuntnugget' but it's fast getting up there with how often he yells at them.
He swipes the peacock feather and shoves the tip of it into his back pocket. He's used it before in several rituals. He knows it'll come in handy.
"Don't know how they'd get any of this rubbish down here." Not that he's going to complain about it since he's getting something out of it. This stuff is much more useful than old clothes. He leaves the box to Billy and starts ripping open the next one, sticking his hand into it without knowing what's inside until he touches something goopy and warm. The blond yelps and quickly retracts his hand. This is how idiots lose their arms.
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He swipes the peacock feather and shoves the tip of it into his back pocket. He's used it before in several rituals. He knows it'll come in handy.
"Don't know how they'd get any of this rubbish down here." Not that he's going to complain about it since he's getting something out of it. This stuff is much more useful than old clothes. He leaves the box to Billy and starts ripping open the next one, sticking his hand into it without knowing what's inside until he touches something goopy and warm. The blond yelps and quickly retracts his hand. This is how idiots lose their arms.