45th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

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.

Comments

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah. They're my familiars, and this one - [[indicating the one he was playing with] - is always bored and bugging me.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Crows as familiars. And he had a cat? Oh, even better.]

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

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

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.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[Nope, definitely creeped out by the bird.]

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

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Maybe not every caster has crow familiars, but there's nothing unusual about having them.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

I've definitely never seen anybody playing fetch with a familiar before.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

They get just as bored as I do. Besides, it was his idea.

[Deimos flaps and squawks in agreement.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

[The crow was just going to get this look in return.]

...So what's up with the cat, is that another one?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No. He came from home, but he's not even mine. He belongs to my former teacher. Meet the immortal cat.

[Said mortal cat is lying against Theo's leg, tail lazily swishing as he dozes in the sun.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

An immortal cat.

You've got to be joking.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm not. My mentor - former mentor - tested an immortality potion on him. Turns out it worked. But he refuses to part with the alchemical recipe. [He frowns deeply. He could go on all day about how much he hates his mentor.]