43rd Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[It's this simple, Mayfield: Theo Crawford comes home to find a black and white cat asleep on his bed. This is not his cat. It does not belong to anyone in town. But he recognizes it immediately.]

Aristophanes?!

[The cat rouses, seemingly happy to see the familiar face, and walks over to Theo demanding attention. Any members of the household or visitors who investigated the exclamation will find Theo staring dumbfounded at large tuxedo cat.]

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[He hasn't forgotten the girl who murdered him during Mayfield's last event, either. Revenge will come, but Theo has learned some patience since he's come to live here. Every day in Mayfield was the same. He was irked about be snuck up on, but felt better when he found out the prizes for the battle royale were pretty lame. His paranoia will be in overdrive, though. Anyone out today who is within a block or two of Theo, and can sense magic, will be able to detect strong protective spells radiating from him.

He's sitting on a park bench, reading a spell book while making notes in another. One of his crows sits on his shoulder, gently chattering at its master. The other is teasing the tomcat, squawking and dancing around it, but the cat doesn't really seem to care.]

Deimos, would you leave him alone already? If he claws you, don't come crying to me.

[The cat looks at Theo, who returns a flat look.] That's not an invitation, so don't get any ideas.

[Approach?]

Comments

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken smiles and waves at the birds, he kinda likes the annoying little things now.]

Just checkin' up on you. Last week was kinda hellish.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hnn. I spent most of it dead. What about you?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Yeah...same here. [Ken gives Theo a look that's half embarrassment and half annoyance. ]

I died the first day.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Me too. It was my own damn fault for not paying enough attention. Won't happen again, that's for sure.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Getting jumped sucks. Whatcha up to?

Oh. [He notices the cat for the first time) The crows have a friend.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Working on new spells.

Hnn. Got him sent from home. He's not mine. Mayfield has a weird sense of humor.

[The cat is dozing on the bench next to Theo, not paying much mind to the new visitor.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

He's not yours? Huh, I wonder why Mayfield sent him to you then. Still, he's so cuuuute....[Sorry Theo, Ken loves cats.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Oh geez Ken, have some dignity. Or so thinks the guy who spends all day talking to birds.]

He belonged to my former mentor. They send me his stuff on occasion, the sick bastards. Still, I think he'd notice the cat's gone missing.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Hey, when all of your friends have cat breed code names, you get a little fond of the creature.]

Well, considering the way this place works, I doubt it.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

He's a normal cat, mostly. He's immortal. He's older than both of us combined.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Eh? Really? Wow, and I thought your pets couldn't get any weirder.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

He's normal in all other respects, though his laziness reaches new levels, even for a cat.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

That's not surprising, that's what cats are built to do. They eat, and they sleep, and that's it.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

A lot of people use them for familiars, but I never saw the appeal.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Tradition I guess? [Ken shrugs, he doesn't know how much of Theo's reality is more like story to him.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Maybe. I never had familiars until I got here, and the crows have been much better than I think a cat would be.

[That makes the crows very happy. They squawk and flap.]

Yeah yeah, quiet down.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Goodness! I just heard you praise something! [Ken pretends to be shocked] The world is surely going to end soon!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[LINEFACE.] I don't think that exactly counts as "praise".

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken pokes Theo on the cheek] coming from you it is. I'm glad they get along. The cat back home would have been hunting those birds in a flash.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Swat!] Any cat would be stupid to go after crows. They're way too big. Aristophanes is just too lazy to be bothered.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Well someone is a cranky kitten] I know, but this cat when he was younger, had a lot of balls.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Which he would have lost going up against crows. Well, maybe not this one. [He pats Phobos, who quietly squawks at him. Heeeey.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Probably. [He laughs a bit at Phobos's indignant noise]

Well, I'm glad to see you doing well.