Zigzag
29th April
10:58 GMT +2
Jade looks around at the bustle of activity all across the archaeological dig site. "It's certainly
classier than anywhere I've been on a date before. Not sure about the food…"
I shrug, left hand holding onto the box whose strap is slung over my left shoulder.
"I can take you to somewhere in Shiruta afterwards. I should warn you though… I'm quite popular there. We might not get much privacy.
"
Though it hasn't been a priority of his reign so far, Adom is well aware of the value of tourism to the Kahndaqi economy. He also knows the location of a great many valuable sites that have been lost in history, though I know for a fact that there have been clashes with Cairo University's Archaeology department about how to
treat them. For an archaeologist, historical sites should be preserved as much as possible. For Adom, a place sacred to the gods he worships should be repaired,
repainted and put back into use. What exactly is to become of the now partially buried Temple of Zehuti hasn't been agreed on, but for now it serves our purpose nicely.
I frown as we head towards the recently excavated entrance.
"I.. thought you said didn't want to-.
"
"I didn't say we
were. But this is."
"Look, I've had enough criticism about my romantic intention communication failures that-.
"
"I never said that I wouldn't
flirt with you." She's not looking at me, but she
is smiling.
I look directly at her, then wave at the archaeology student beyond her who's excitedly pointing his camera phone at us.
"I said I was interested, you said it was against your professional ethics.
"
"It is. We were the League of Shadows, not the League of Ninja Hookers."
"But you're not an assassin any longer.
" That gets an eyebrow.
"Not professionally. This is a.. hobby thing. The rule doesn't need to apply if you don't want it to.
"
We pass under the awning and start down the slope into the Temple proper. "Date with Sivana go that badly, huh?"
"There was a near-unstoppable time travelling gravity manipulator and Thaddeus Junior and Georgia stole everything from my subspace pocket.
" Jade stops and this time looks at me with genuine alarm. I shrug.
"They gave it
back, but it was pretty unnerving.
"
Got back everything the breach of the warehouse complex didn't completely burn up or melt to sludge, anyway. After their mother glowered at them for a while I got what certainly
sounded like a genuine apology… Which -given how they normally behave- is probably all I can hope for.
I pull ahead of Jade slightly as we reach the first chamber.
"Beautia and I
will be meeting up again. I just want to be clear that you have… First refusal.
" She doesn't say anything.
"How's the bodyguarding thing going?
"
"It pays the bills."
"No problems with the other henchmen?
"
"Not after they found out I'd been to Belle Reve. Besides, I'm not supposed to get involved in the 'family business'. I'm just temptation-free protection for the boss's daughter." Her face stills for a second, and the next thing I know her sai is out, fully extended at thin air. Her eyes have narrowed. "I know you're there."
"Between you an' the Bat, think I need to work on me hidin' spells."
John…
Appears. It isn't the shift that I saw when Thaddeus turned off the invisibility generator. The best way I can describe it is the reverse of what Granny Weatherwax did in Masquerade. Parts of wall and floor I was perfectly aware that I was seeing before suddenly come together in my mind as being parts of
John. He holds his hands open and to the sides, trying to make clear that he isn't a threat while at the same time not deigning to pay her knife much attention.
Wait a second. No cigarette. The rings run full scans on our surroundings, bands of orange light running swiftly over everything. My rune stone comes out of one of my pouches and I turn up my empathic vision, taking a good look in all directions.
"What's wrong with
you?"
"No cigarette.
" The stone is glowing… John usually makes it grow brightly, but the Scholars of Zehuti were big magic users back in Adom's time. This whole place sets it off. Scans don't show anything I wasn't expecting.
"Oh, come
on. I can go five fuckin' minutes." His hands and eyebrows flick up for a moment in appeal at the gross slur on his personal habits.
"Almost certainly him.
"
"So does that mean I put the knife
down, or stab him twice just to make sure?"
John smiles, right hand patting the left of his coat before tensing up and lowering itself again. "Where'd you find this one?"
"'
This one' grew up in Gotham City." Jade lowers her sai and returns it to her coat. "John Constantine. The League had a file on you."
"Oh yeah?" The left side of his mouth turns upwards. "Anything good?"
Zatanna walks through from the inner chamber. "No one who has a file on you has anything good to say about you. I thought you realised that."
"Charmin'." He looks around the room, then turns and ambles towards the doorway to the inner chamber. "Adom's warmin' up the wards. We can get started in a mo."
Jade nods, then glances at me. "And the defences here are good enough..?"
I shrug.
"If you know somewhere better…
"
Zatanna nods. "We don't know enough about what we're up against to judge it perfectly. But this temple is as well protected as anywhere else we could go without rousing even more suspicion."
Adom stands as we enter, his normal black and gold costume covered by white robes. A display of modesty before one of the gods empowering him. Not something he does for
anyone else. There's a smell of burned perfume in the air. "My preparations are complete. We may speak freely."
John nods, then looks at me. "Did'ja get it?"
I open another pouch and pull out a Golden Apple.
"I asked when we were dumping Apollo in a pig pen.
"
"She ask what it was for?"
"I said it would be a surprise. She didn't seem to think it was such a big deal. Apparently she's got a whole grove of them.
"
"An' that'll work, will it?"
"We'll find out.
" Filaments take hold of my box, pulling out the prototype elemental rifle I received from Sephtian's workshop.
"In theory, it's this simple.
" The Apple flickers as my constructs
push, then deforms as the gold it's made of says that it
should. The metal stretches over the chamber of the gun, making it the most bling firearm I've ever held. I hold it out to Jade, who takes it, works the mechanism then nods.
Zatanna makes a small beckoning gesture with her right hand and a small stone rises off the floor. "Dleihs fo redro."
A small golden barrier forms around the stone as it hovers in the air. Order magic isn't Zatanna's speciality, but we've been studying what Nabu
might be able to do so much that she's picked up a few things.
Jade raises the gun to her shoulder, sights and fires. The stone explodes, its arcane shield doing nothing at all. She lowers the rifle.
Zatanna looks at her cautiously. "Remember, the aim
isn't to kill him. He's holding my Dad-."
"I know." Jade nods. "My job is to disrupt his spells unless ordered otherwise. Then shoot to wound."
I nod.
"You've had plenty of time to look over our plan so far. What do you think?
"
"It's… Basically well thought out. But as far as the ideal outcome goes, I'm worried about what happens if your arcane mana draining device doesn't do the job. I think you need-."
I nod, looking down. I was worried it would come to that.
"I'll talk to him tomorrow.
"