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Theo Crawford ([personal profile] sanctus_dei) wrote2011-07-01 12:38 pm

45th Resurrection


Theo tended to side with Sartre about that whole "hell is other people" line. But Kay had kept telling him that maybe if he made some friends, maybe he wouldn't be so miserable. But he's fine alone! He's always been alone. So why should that change?

Except that maybe, after 14 months in Mayfield, Theo could no longer stand the boredom that came with living in this town. He's exhausted his spell components that he can't replace here. He's read through all of his books countless times. He's taught himself a whole new set of spells an refined how gravity spells can be used - if he were at home, he'd have the attention of the magic community, and in a positive way this time. He had to do something, since his beloved necromantic spells are virtually useless in Mayfield.

But now he's done with that too. So now what?

He has nothing in common with people. He finds most of them to be stupid, ignorant and useless. There's only one person he gets along with in town. Ken Hidaka is the only person in town that Theo actually likes hanging out with, and even Theo doesn't know why. Most other people he knows, he just argues with, like Nina and Kay. Hell, he never even got along with his Servant, back when that pact still existed. Theo hasn't even talked to Gilgamesh since he regressed.

Theo knows he has to do something. He has to get out of the house, and find something else to do. Being left with nothing but his own thoughts, locked away in his study, was getting to be too much. It's really too bad though, that Theo is certifiably paranoid, gets nervous in crowds, is frequently drunk and is completely socially inept. At least he has his familiars to keep him company and cheer him on!


Theo Crawford: man about town. Here we go, Mayfield.

1) Theo's at the park, animal companions in tow. He sits in the grass, a large black and white cat asleep next to him on one side, and a smallish crow on the other. A larger crow is playing catch with him. Theo has a small rubber ball that the rolls over the grass, throws in the air or propels it all the way across the park with a gravity spell. The crow gleefully caws and chases after, returning it to his master. Maybe the ball and bird have come your way, or maybe you're just curious as to what in the world is going on here. Whatever it is, feel free to harass them.

2) Theo has the hood of his car popped open, and is tinkering around in the hood. He's in his driveway, book next open next to him. Self-taught in the art of care car, studying it when he first got to Mayfield, he's neglected it for awhile. Time to try again. Are you passing by? Have any pointers for him?

3) Are you at the bank, or do you work there? Theo does, and he's attempting to be helpful or interested. This translates to Theo sort of hovering about people, or near the watercolor or common areas looking awkward and uncomfortable. This is just not working out, is it?

4) Theo is often at the bar, but he's usually in a lone barstool in the corner, reading alone. Today, he is sitting in the middle of the action. Maybe he should talk to people. He looks lost. Why is this so terrifying it's only getting worse as the day goes on oh god. Oh, he knows! Maybe he'll buy you a drink. Whoever you are. Yes, that is what people do to make friends. Buy drinks for other people.

5) When he finally gives up, either getting too bored or distracted, he's coming to Ken's house. He may or may not be plastered at this point. Knock knock, Ken.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
As usual. Cuz it's the only crap we got.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. They're my familiars, and this one - [[indicating the one he was playing with] - is always bored and bugging me.

[identity profile] kinpika.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
Too afraid to ask me for anything?

[identity profile] weiss-tank.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
You, Theo, need a hobby then. Something easily accessible. I mean, I don't mind teachin' ya more fighting stuff but that's not going to keep you entertained for long.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't know if you'd bother.

[identity profile] riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Crows as familiars. And he had a cat? Oh, even better.]

...so you're playing fetch with it.

[identity profile] kinpika.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
You never asked to find out.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Glaring at Gil, he knocks back the rest of the wine in the glass, then slams it down on the bar next to Gil.

Then, his voice dripping with so much sarcasm:]
Then would you do me the honor?

[identity profile] kinpika.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Say please.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[He practically bares his teeth in anger. You're lucky he's an alcoholic!]








Please.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Like what? There's noting to do here. Feel like a goddamn rat in a cage sometime.

[identity profile] kinpika.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Alright!

[A jar of wine made from grapes appears on the bar and Gil slides it over.]

[identity profile] weiss-tank.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
I know that. [Ken dealt with the coffee now that the water was ready.]

Being trapped in this place is enough to drive anyone batty. [Not that he'd come out and admit this place was wearing on him too.]

I dunno, isn't there anything you enjoy doing other then drinking till yer pissed?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Not much else you can do with a crow. Plus, he likes it.

[He gives the crow an affectionate pat on the head, a weird move coming fm Theo, even if you weren't creeped out by the bird itself.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Theo looks at it, back at Gil, then pours himself a glass, taking a careful whiff before he tries a sip. He doesn't trust you more than he trusts anyone else.]

[identity profile] kinpika.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[How can you not trust this face it's good wine really]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
[He smirks.] I dunno. That's always fun.

[identity profile] weiss-tank.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah but doesn't it get old too? [the 'smartass' is implied as Ken handed over the black liquid.]

I mean, it's just booze.

[identity profile] riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Nope, definitely creeped out by the bird.]

Right. So are all magi this weird where you come from?

[identity profile] the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Always good to be able to fix the things you use to get around.

They're quite popular here it seems, even for "small" town.

[identity profile] politerudeness.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
A...ah... alright, then. [ stares across the room in horror.... well, it's supposed to be in horror, but it's exactly the same as his previous expression. he turns to theo and bows politely in gratitude ] Thank you very much.
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[personal profile] spellbent 2011-07-02 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Warren just sort of eyes him blandly, then his gaze flicks to the cats ] Your familiars seem to be multiplying.

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[identity profile] flamesofkaraya.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, hey, animals! Hugo may try to beckon one of the cats to come over and play with him.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's indeed what's going on. Sometimes Deimos gets distracted, and when he spots an onlooker, chatters at him excitedly, like he's trying to say something. He drops the ball at Charlie's feet.

His master does call to him, though.]
What are you doing, birdbrain?

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