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

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo isn't afraid of heights, but he's holding onto the tree pretty tightly. He's really sick of falling today. Bridge gets a frown, though.]

Oh yeah, it's just lovely.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[Well, the guy does look pretty pissed off. Better not try to do any further damage.]

Sorry, that was kinda in bad taste. Uhm, I could go grab a ladder or something if you'd like.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I got this.

....

[SLOWLY

tries to move, and slips. He's got too many bumps to the head and glasses of wine in him for this to work.]

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[Well, today is your lucky day, sir. Bridge happens to be a super awesome sorta-future-cop. He totally had time to reach out and at least grab the guys arm before he crashed... again. Although there's no telling how long he can actually hold on.]

Whoa there! You really should have went with the ladder idea. ...Because I'm not too sure how long I can actually hang on like this.

[Maybe it would've actually been better to let him fall? BRIDGE ISN'T THAT KIND OF PERSON THOUGH. He has to help everyone out okay.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[There's a pause. A longish sort of one, without eye contact, before Theo mutters:] Okay. Fine.

[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.

[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.]

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Technically, kittens really aren't that helpless. I mean, they do have claws and teeth and... uhm... I'll just shut up now.

[Good idea, Bridge. Don't want to piss off a possibly intoxicated guy. Especially when you're kind of unarmed.]

So, how did you get up there in the first place?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[The smell from this guy? You can upgrade that to "definitely intoxicated".]

I was practicing something.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

I see. Well, I know how that goes. I'm used to some of my 'projects' going horribly wrong. Getting blasted through a metal door isn't very fun.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He squints at Bridge. Ugh, so hard to focus for long.]

"Projects"? Magic or something else?

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[Now would be the perfect time for one of those hilariously huge sweatdrops from cartoons he used to watch.]

You alright there? You look like you might need to... sit or something?

Um, anyways. I guess you could call it magic? Technology is kind of referred to as modern magic, anyways. I just like trying to build or modify stuff. I'm just not perfect at it the first time is all. Science is all about trial and error, after all.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

'M fine. [He says, not being able to stand up straight very well. But to illustrate his point, Theo lights up a cigarette. It's a little shaky, but he gets it.]

Sounds like science. That's not magic. Though magic is sorta about that too.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Well, of course not. Just a bunch of people around here seem to think it is.

[Well, it's not like he condones smoking but they are outside, so he can't really complain. Besides, maybe it'll calm the poor guy down a little.]

So, you're like a wizard or something?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Spellcaster. "Wizard" is a bit old-fashioned.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Ah, I see. We don't really have any magic users back home. Just the few of us rangers that... kind of have these weird powers? 'course, I don't have them right now. But I heard you can eventually get stuff like that back.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Lemme guess - psychic powers? A lot of people around here have them. Must be nice to have power you don't have to work for.

Yeah. Wait long enough and you'll get it in the mail. Usually after something fucked up happens.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Well, for me, yeah. Kinda. They aren't at all like the psychic powers in all those old movies, though. For one, I actually have to touch someone to read their thoughts. And then, it's only what they are actively thinking of anyways. I dunno. I never really used that ability much anyways. I mainly stuck to aura sensing for tracing enemies.

...That really doesn't sound like too good of a trade, though.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

... You read thoughts. [SUSPICIOUS LOOK.]

Hardly anything in Mayfield is fair.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

[Yes Bridge just give somebody a list of your powers you've yet to regain.]

Well, yeah. That, the aura reading, that uh... I don't know what it's actually called, but like, I can touch an object and know it's past? Like who's handled it before or where it used to be. Kinda weird. Oh, and sometimes I dream of the future. Nothing too major.

[To him at least. He was still kind of jealous of Jack's passing through walls thing, and maybe Z's duplication. That sure would make things easier.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't know. We don't have psychic powers where I'm from. Though from what I've seen while here, most of them could be reproduced with the right spells.

Dreaming of the future sounds like a pain in the ass.

[buttery-tech.livejournal.com]

Well, on one hand it's pretty useful. I mean, if it's something that can be easily averted, then hey. We saved the world, or... something like that. On the other hand, it kind of sucks when it's stuff completely out of your control.