“Depends on you, doesn’t it?”

That little grin of Ky’s told John exactly how likely that was, but sure – like John had already implied, he wasn’t fazed. That was one thing about hanging around hellspawn – you never knew how things would play out, but you could always count on them to be eventful.

John thrived on eventful. Part of him always longed for chaos.

“You know me, mate. Or at least my reputation.” 

_{“I know enough.”}

_{Not that Ky would use that information against John ( at the moment at least ). Maybe when push come to shove, he’d lay out on the table of fate everything he knew, but there was no fun in it. None that he could think of at the moment at least.}

_{“Just like I know it depends on how far you’re personally willing to go. ‘Cause, I dare you to go all the way.”}