I'm John Constantine, son of a bitch. [John smiles widely and reaches for Thor's hand, giving it a firm shake. So that was it, then. The actual Thor of Norse mythology. He has to repeat the phrase in his head to fully wrap his head around it, but after meeting so many varied people here on BASE, why not?
When they part, he returns his attention to the hammer.] Discerning, eh? [Sounds like a challenge. John's not the strongest person in the world, nor is he worthy of much other than a punch to the face, but that won't stop him from trying. He returns both hands to the handle and lifts. Or. Attempts to lift. It doesn't budge.] Is it enchanted or something?
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When they part, he returns his attention to the hammer.] Discerning, eh? [Sounds like a challenge. John's not the strongest person in the world, nor is he worthy of much other than a punch to the face, but that won't stop him from trying. He returns both hands to the handle and lifts. Or. Attempts to lift. It doesn't budge.] Is it enchanted or something?