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

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

There's not a lot of animals to work with in Mayfield. Gotta work with what you've got.

[Don't let him fool you, Archer, he loves them.]

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

[It's because only the birds would put up with Theo on a regular basis. He shrugs]

Your call. It's just a suggestion. Maybe get your pieces as wood, so they won't be inclined to take them.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It'll be hidden too. Well whatever, they're his now. And I'm still not teaching him how to play.

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

Why would you even teach a crow to play in the first place?

[Theo are you that lonely...]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm not. That's why he's mad.

[fatesjanitor.livejournal.com]

Why not just put it down then. What good is a familiar that won't respond to your orders.