From Outside the House that Jon lives at, to Land of Bad Ideas (Madripoor). Saturday.

[talentforlying]

Once John finished up at the radio station, he walked down the street to Jon's place to bang on the door, two Portalocity tickets tucked in his back pocket. "Oy! Jon! Grab your boots and get your arse down here you fucking git."

There was no possible way this was going to end well.

[OOC: For him that is mentioned.]

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[furnaceface]

Jono's shoulders bunched up maaaybe the tiniest bit, at that.

//Trust me, mate, I'm nervous,// he admitted, following along behind. //Never really took myself as the marrying type, either. But we just sort of... fit together. Can't really explain it.//

Not without getting into messy bits, anyway.

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"Yeah, well, don't look to me to explain feelings or shite," John said with a shrug. "I'm the sort to be a bachelor to my last breath."

Mostly because romantic interests had a habit of dying on him. Details.

"Hence why I placed myself in charge of your party." Of two. Woo.

[furnaceface]

Honestly, they probably didn't need anybody else to encourage them. Ever. At all. The party of two thing could only be for the best here.

//My party in Madripoor,// Jono added, raising an eyebrow but looking amused, otherwise. //Do you know anything about Madripoor?//

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"It was cheap?" John admitted, giving Jon a shit-eating grin over his shoulder. "Seriously, mate, I told them I wanted the bachelor party destination for your universe, and this is what they sold me."

So, no. He knew nothing. It was going to be amazing.

[furnaceface]

//... I think at this point we should just be happy that there are English speakers there, and go with that,// Jono decided. //John, mate, we're about to have a very interesting outing.//

They were basically walking into disaster, weren't they?

[talentforlying]

Well, yes, but it was probably going to be hilarious disaster.

"I'd hope so, otherwise you might revoke my Best Mate card," Constantine laughed, as the portal shimmered into existence in front of them. "'S the whole point of a bachelor party, innit?"

If they didn't end up in jail at least once, he was going to be so disappointed.

[furnaceface]

Hey, if anybody could end up in jail the night before his wedding, it was absolutely Jonothon Starsmore. Between the two of them, they'd probably not leave the country so much as flee it.

Which was saying a lot. Because Madripoor.

//This being my first one, I'm going to take your word for it,// Jono replied, amused. //I wonder if we can find the worst bar on the island while we're there...//

He got into the spirit of this sort of thing fairly easily, at least.