It was never John’s fault that something went wrong, it was bound to happen once in a while, a cruel trick of course. So when he used a few shortcuts while trying to do a summoning spell for a demon he wanted to make a deal with, he had accidentally summoned an entire different entity, one he wasn’t familiar with.

Trying to invoke a spirit such as that was never his intention but now he was stuck with a spirit he had not read up on and he was not about to go to Zatanna for help, it would just be too embarrassing to risk. John’s just thankful that this spirit had not yet made his day even worse with acting out.

With the creature currently safely boxed in a circle of runes and binding symbols to keep it in, he’s able to have a proper look as he tries to come up with the spirits species. “So. What the bloody ‘ell are you.” John muttered, his Liverpudlian accent strong with his thoughtful muttering, unaware if the entity even understood him.