41st Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Look out below, Mayfield! There's something being dropped on you. It's small and light, made of wood... why look, it's a chess piece. It might have been dropped right on you or nearby you from above, by a large black crow. It sits on a phone wire, cawing. Does it sound just a little bit like laughter?

Elsewhere around town, Theo can be found searching for the pieces, grumbling to himself. A different crow is sitting on his shoulder, occasionally hopping or flying nearby to help look. Theo's talking to it.]

No, go over there. Higher! You're a bird, don't you have better eyes than people? He's taken almost all the pieces. Just know when I see him next time, I'm gonna wring his neck.

[They stumble across a piece every once in while, but didn't you just get hit with a chess a few minutes ago?]

[[Please just specify if you're approaching the first crow - he can talk to people - or approaching Theo and the other bird!]]

Comments

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Why don't you just tell them what to do?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Because!

[He doesn't actually like bossing them around like that. He *likes* them having their own personalities, not just having them be mindless automatons.]

These familiars don't... I highly doubt he knows where he dropped them all anyway.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll help you find them if you need help then.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No, it's fine. I've found half of them already.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

All right.

[she shrugs.]

So how are things in general?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Oh, just peachy. [That couldn't be sarcasm, could it]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

That doesn't sound too convincing. Are you pissed off about the prom or something else?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Shana is treated to some genuine surprise and confusion from Theo, followed by a sardonic laugh.]

The prom? Are you fucking serious? You think I seriously care--

Look, I have more important things to worry about than that.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

I knew you were smarter than you looked. Working on how to bust out then?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He rolls his eyes and slides back into annoyed mode.]

How many times do I have to tell people that I don't want to break out of here?

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

You're dead on the outside, aren't you?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Maybe when the rest of us figure out a way to go you could stay. Would you want that?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I've only been saying that for months now. Everyone in their oh-so-amazing escape plans don't keep in mind those of us who don't want to go home. I suppose it would only matter if one of these plans would ever actually work.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Well, I've always taken that into account, personally. So don't clump me in.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm surprised to hear someone finally has.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure most of the smart people know that, like Nagato and stuff. Anyone who actually has their head screwed on the right way. You can't depend on heroes of that.

[Hypocrisy theater there, little miss main character.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I've talked to some people who outright don't care. Whatever. You guys go ahead and do whatever the hell you want.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Don't lump me in with everyone else, I mostly work alone.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

And so do I.

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

You worked okay with me and that weird red guy though.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

That was different. There was an open attack going on. [Also that was for fun.]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

Say what you like, the results are what matters. Don't you ever wonder what you could accomplish if you actually cooperated with other people more often?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Whatever, I know how I work best!