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 cuts the spell, and drops to the ground, and looks for nearby cover to duck behind. Maybe he doesn't have flying down, but he has attack force spells down to an art now.]

What the fuck are you doing?!

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Thinking about getting rid of a frakking heretic. So what Dark God is it today? You don't look girly enough for Slaneesh.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Were those even words?!]

What in God's name are you talking about?! You might have a gun but I'm not unarmed here. Back the fuck off and I won't touch you.

[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?

[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!

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

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

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

So-fucking-what! You think I'm the only guy in town who does shit like this? Now, are you gonna leave or am I gonna have to cave in your skull?

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

If you aren't the only one, I'd be glad to pop a bullet in all of your heads. I'm telling you to turn around and go. I'd sooner drown in the dead Emperor's ballsweat than turn my back to you.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Go around and shoot people left and right, I dare you. See how fast you get droned for good.

I'm not going anywhere! You think I trust some random gun-toting maniac?

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

The only maniac here is the guy dabbling around with the Warp to do his magic.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

With the what? I don't even know what the hell you're talking about anyway. Just get off my back already!

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

I'm giving you 'til the count of fifteen.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm not playing this game. Leave already!

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

One.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[NOT MOVING. 15 seconds is plenty of time to ready a spell to blow off Cain's head. Should take less than ten.]

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Two.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He slips behind his cover a bit more. This guy may just shoot on three for all he knows.

Cain will hear some muttering, though.]

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Three.

[And you're so damn correct. He opens fire.

Not one bullet. All seven in the clip.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[The bullets rip through the mailbox Theo was hiding behind. 4 of the bullets slam into him. Theo screams and slides down to the ground with the thud. However, he's realized from this view he's got, there's a clear line to Cain's feet.

He'll bleed out on the sidewalk soon, but Cain's got about three seconds to make a hasty retreat, or he's getting a force spell tossed at him with enough power to break one, if not both, of his ankles.]

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

Oh frak!

[As in there wasn't a head shot, oh frak. He starts to make like a tree and leaf but his sword sheath gets caught up on the ground and he stumbles a bit. Damn the bad luck.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[The spell is cast, and doesn't exactly hit where Theo planned, but hey he's in the middle of dying. It should at least hit one of Cain's legs with about 200 pound's worth of gravitational force.

That's the end of Theo's energy, but that's good enough for him. He won't know if his spell hit.]

[hideandhero.livejournal.com]

[Well, frak. Someone is going to have to go visit the church while on one leg.]