40th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Mail call! Theo's at the mail box on his way home when he notices there's been a delivery. Inside is a small envelope with his name on it. Great, more bullshit from home, he thinks. Whatever it is, is small and most likely metal.

He takes it inside and opens it at the kitchen. Out of it falls a small .38 caliber bullet which clatters to the table. Looking at it closely, it's smeared with blood. Theo stares at it blankly. He immediately knows what it is.]

You sick sons of bitches...

[Family members are free to come across this scene.

Later, Theo can be found walking around town, glad the weather is finally warming up. He's looking rather sullen, but accompanying are his two crow familiars. One flies ahead, or slowly around him, and the other sits on his shoulder. He's also talking aloud to them, and they chatter back.]

No, I really can't explain it. I missed a lot of it. There was a highway, and then a robot, and... no, you're not going out to the highway. There's nothing there.

Except maybe bears.

[Approach/accost/etc?]

Comments

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[That is a person he'd really rather not talk to again in fear of dying of acute embarrassment. Lucas is on the verge of ducking his face when something else catches his attention.]

. . . U-Um. Excuse me. Sorry. Is your name Theo . . . ?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He stops and turns around, giving the kid a quizzical look. He seemed familiar, but how did he know his name?]

...Yes. Why?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Oh. I've, um. Met the crows before.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, they get around and bug people a lot.

[The braver one protests. They're just being friendly!]

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas smiles a little.]

That's probably closer. I think I was the one who bugged them first, actually . . .

Um. It's nice to meet you for real, Mr. Theo.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

So you can understand them, I take it.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. I was a little curious. They're a lot smarter than most of the animals around here . . .

[justiceinamask.livejournal.com]

[And who should be out taking a stroll but the very redhead Theo killed not too long ago? His sword is - as always - strapped to his back, his gaze distant. Not thoughtful, though - heavens, that would either be terribly unlike him or indicate that nothing good was going to come from it.

As it is, the conversation is all that draws the redhead's attention. That the crows are chattering and he can't understand them reminds him of Vayne, actually, and he approaches only partly because of that.

In spite of their... rather troublesome first impressions, he seems relaxed and unworried, raising a hand in greeting.]

Hey! You're that... uh... Theo, right? I think that was what she said...

[Something wrong with this scenario? He's not droned, that's obvious enough... so why the relaxed greeting? ... Pretty much, that's just how Flay is.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo instinctively jumps back from Flay, eyes wide. The crow on his shoulder caws in surprise, and the other quietly lands nearby, wondering what will happen.

He also whips out his small spellbook from his coat pocket. This is a mage equivalent of drawing a sword.]

Wh-What do you want!

[justiceinamask.livejournal.com]

[This? This is the most incredulous :| face you've probably ever seen, Theo. Really, you kill a guy and he's not even mad, so you draw weapons on him all over again?

... Oh. Right. People aren't used to Flay yet.]

Well, I was thinking we could talk. I mean, you don't strike me as the type of guy who usually goes attacking people for no apparent reason. If you are, I guess I'll have to do something about that...

[He still hasn't drawn his sword, in spite of the reaction. No sense in making things worse - which is a rare occurrence, for the redhead.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[A common occurence in this redhead is paranoid overreactions, which he is having right now.]

"Talk"? You expect me to believe that? I blew off you're damn head!

[justiceinamask.livejournal.com]

[Whether it's something he just hadn't thought about or something he doesn't think matters is up to Theo to decide. Still, he shrugs.]

... Well, yeah, there's that. But hey, I came back, right? We didn't kill Isolde just because of what she did to Roxis, or anything... Okay, maybe that had as much to do with Vayne's powers as anything, but still... C'mon, let the past go! [His arms cross over his chest.] I mean, I can drop my sword, if that makes you feel more comfortable...

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Half of that he didn't really get, but it doesn't matter.]

Wh-what do you want to "talk" about, anyway.

[He's still on the defensive, though.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[Shana just looks over to Theo, her expression is sad, in a way.]

"Did you learn anything from the kind of crap the town tried to pull on us?"

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[FROWN.]

I don't need to be moralized at.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

"Who was moralizing? I was just asking you a question, not judging you."

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Hi my name is Theo Crawford and I'm paranoid with a mildly guilty conscious.]


No, I didn't, okay?

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Why not? I mean... I bet you got pretty screwed by Grady, didn't you? Did you even live through it? I know that things went pretty badly for most of the people who sided with him eventually.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I knew he wouldn't come though, but I don't really care. It's over now anyway.

no worries, i will backtag forever!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo snaps out of it with a start, giving Nina the same blank look for just a moment before returning to his usual self.]


...Hnn. What.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo snatches it up and shoves it in his pocket for now.]


...it's nothing.


I see you're back to normal.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Just another sick joke. That's all this town ever sends. If you're lucky, maybe they send you something worthwhile.