42nd Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

Once upon a time, someone suggested to Theo that he use his gravity magic to fly. Ridiculous! Doing things like flying about on broomsticks is a stereotype, something to mock real spellcasters with, like they were the witches and wizards of old. Theo is a modern spellcaster, thank you, and he wouldn't be caught dead doing such a thing.

Except that it sounds like a whole lot of fun, doesn't it? Especially after half a bottle of wine.

Tonight, well after midnight, Theo Crawford is out in his yard with some spellbooks and mason jars of components. This isn't unusual in itself. He's drawing circles, making incantations and casting spells and small inanimate objects first, and quite successfully. His two crows sit nearby, waiting for him to try it on himself. Humans don't fly, they don't have wings! So they can't wait to see this and get a good laugh.

Trying this on himself is a much different story. It takes more skill in control, some understanding of physics, more spell components and more energy - which he lacks pretty much all over. Theo is too impatient, and tries these spells too early. Are you ready for some failure, Mayfield?

You may find Theo:
- Zipping several yards in the air, before attempting to land. Sometimes he crash lands, sometimes he doesn't. Still, Theo is a frail guy. That looks like it hurt.
- Stuck in a tree. Shut up he can totally climb down, okay
- Crash landing through your roof, or upstairs windows. Now THAT has to hurt.
- Hovering in the air a few yards up, not going anywhere. He's sort of worked himself into a corner.

Or any other manner of craziness you can think of. It's a bird! It's a plane! It's fail!mage!

Comments

[ooeeooahah]

In our world, we went underground after the Burning Times.

[ Ilsa places a glass of iced tea in front of Theo. ]

Even with the renewed interest in ecological balance, we stayed hidden. Too many of the mundanes don't realize that magic has costs.

And too many people don't realize that their actions have repercussions beyond what they can see.

So the Guardians protect them, while hiding behind outrageous stories nobody believes.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I can put a bullet in your head faster than you can crank out a spell so don't even try. Now which god is it?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Do you need any help?

[And unlike her former words, no amusement in her voice.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[He isn't actually poking Theo, just... near him. It's encouragement.]

Come on Theo, if you fall you're gonna break somethin'.

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

[The Captain dislikes this guy, but he can relate.

Floating down to a not so gentle landing. He pulls out a flask and hands it to Theo. It's mostly crappy whiskey.]

Have a drink and walk it off.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He's pretty woozy, so he stumbles forward and almost runs into Shiki when he gets him up.

He looks at the pile of rubble.] Well, good news is, town should fix that in a day or two.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Well if she can caught him, he'll be properly humiliated. And surprised. Otherwise, down they both will go.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Don't even try me. And I don't follow any damn god! We're probably not even from the same damn world!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Normally he'd be actually interested in hearing about this stuff. But right now, he feels like his head's going to explode. Obviously he needs more booze.]

"Mundanes" don't understand a damn thing about magic, but they sure think they do. Anyway. I gotta go.

[He gets up to leave, but not without a smidgen of wobblyness.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Stop it! I can do this! I'm not a child.

[He already looks like he's ran through everything else in the neighborhood today. And he has.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD BOOZE

In a moment of weakness, he snatches it from the Captain and has a swig. A long one.

He hands it back after it all clears and he realizes who handed him that, and who's voice he heard.]

You! Why did you-- You asshole!

[Note how he still can't get off the ground.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Suspicious look] Do you even know anything about gravity spells?

[headedforhope]

[She sets the glass shards to the side, out of the way. Theo's blood is on her hands, but she ignores it for the moment.]

No, you're not hurt that badly. I'm going to go get the first aid kit from the bathroom- stay still, Mr. Crawford, or it's just going to be more painful.

[There's a quiet but firm edge to her voice as she turns to go. Yeah, that cute and polite girl who asked you about chess? She's not here.]

[forgottenshiki.livejournal.com]

Yeah. What were you doing up there anyway?

[heartstar-blues.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you're welcome.

[Takes it back and takes a pull himself. Never fly sober Captain. Never deal with Theo sober either.]

You break anything?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Alright, alright, he'll put the stick down.]

How in hell did you get yourself stuck up there anyways?

[ooeeooahah]

Walk, at least until you're steady. If you can't walk a straight line, how do you expect to fly in a controlled manner.

[ She helps him up, not letting go until he's steady on his feet. ]

You know why so many use brooms? It's easier to control an inanimate object. Brooms were handy, since they were also usually made by the crafter, and already had the crafter's mark on them. Something to think about, maybe?

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[And he'll muster up all the strength he has to pull Theo back up to the branch, this time making he's... somewhat secure.]

Okay, try not to move at all before I get back, or this will just kind of be a waste of a good idea.

[And he'll just kind of leap... out of the tree. Yeah. That would probably hurt if he wasn't used to doing crazy stunts like that. Moments later he'll return with whatever sort of ladder he could find and raise it up as close as possible to the guy.]

Alright, uh... hopefully you can manage climbing down.

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I don't give two damn fraks. I know Emperor-forsaken sorcery when I see it.

[femtags.livejournal.com]

[While Minako fell down as she caught him, she didn't seem to mind]

See? I told you that I could catch you! ...Almost!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Nothing. I... missed my landing.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He's really not in much shape to argue. What he is in the perfect shape for is rambling.]

Good. Dying slow sucks. I don't... You don't need to bother, I'm just gonna go.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm not-- I was trying something out, okay?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I dunno. I can't feel anything right now.

[He might have, this time.]

So. I'm lying here helpless. Aren't you gonna break me in two or anything?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I can use a ladder! I'm not some sort of helpless kitten.

[What is being thankful. Theo climbs down, slowly; he's already covered in injuries, his clothing torn up as well. He's not had a good first day of this.]