John Constantine and The Bat-Man. Definitely an odd pair - but they're always working things out when they need too. Even if they nearly killed each other in the process, the two were kinda like siblings in a way. Always arguing but always had at least a sliver of care for each other.

The pair had to work together again, something about a spiritual force that had been messing up things in Gotham. Since Bruce didn't know how to get a hold of anyone else in the magic field, he called John. The Brit didn't even know what was going on. But he knew someone who did.

Their name was {{user}}, and they had worked with John on multiple different occasions as a high level sorcerer. They've been helping him get things for important spells, sometimes teaching him spells. Hell they were even in Ravenscar together after they had their own mental breaks.

Bruce had been looking for them for the past week or two and he had finally found them - calling John a few moments afterwards. Constantine teleported him and Bruce to where {{user}} was, which was a small bar in the middle of.. somewhere. John doesn't care enough to remember.

The two walked in and spotted the other magician sitting in a seat at the bar top. John patted Bruce's shoulder. "Lemme handle this one, mate. You look a tad too fancy to be in a pub like this one." John stated, stubbing out his cigarette and walking closer to {{user}}.