46th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Wrestling with Stage 4 all day, Theo finally makes it to the phone. He can't take it anymore. He has to tell someone, and he's in a house full of drones now. He's got to get it off his chest.

An unfiltered call is placed. To cope with this, Theo has been drinking like a fish all day, and his voice is slurred but surprisingly steady.]

I'm a necromancer and a mass murderer. I raised up several graveyard's worth of corpses and let them loose on my city with the most powerful spell I could manage. It was stronger than even I could imagine, and ran out of control. They slaughtered people in the streets, who then rose up themselves to continue on their path of destruction.

While it happened, I watched, and I laughed. I was dying from the amount of life and energy it had taken from me to cast, but I didn't care. And it was all to make one man suffer. To make him realize that ignoring me for so long had its price.

I was caught by the FBI a few hours later. Instead of being brought to justice, an agent executed me on the spot. I deserved it. I deserved it and...

and I'm sorry I did it. Over a thousand people died. One of them was my father. If you don't believe me, I have the newspaper to prove it. Mayfield sent it to me ages ago.

[There's a pause, and Theo makes some frustrated noises before cursing and hanging up.]

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[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Another pause.]

What.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

It had to be said. To someone. Anyone.


I didn't feel bad about it for a long time, you know.

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[knitbadsweaters.livejournal.com]

Y-you regret what you did.....?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

…

For a long time I didn't. I still don't regret sending a message to my old teacher. I wanted to hurt him and the city he loved. But it got out of my hands. Went too far.

[ooeeooahah]

... was the cost worth it, in the end? For you, I mean?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I had knew there was a chance it was going to kill me from the start.

[ooeeooahah]

There's always that chance.

[ There's a pause, and then she quietly asks: ]

I'd like to talk to you more about it, may I come over?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I don't really have anything else to say. [Such a lie.]

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Really, should it be a surprise that Marisa can sneak into Theo's house? She heard that call and sneaked over to his place and inside. And she's wrapping an arm about him from behind, giving him a gentle hug and resting her head against his back.]

Shhh... Let it go, ze. I get it. I really do.

[She's Stage 1.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[It's a good thing he's pretty wasted, Marisa. Otherwise this paranoid guy would have jumped through the ceiling when she did that. Or blasted you with a gravity spell through the window. As it is, he still jumps quite considerably, but breathes a sigh of relief when he hears who it is. He doesn't turn around, though. he just chuckles bitterly.]

Yeah? I know you're all about blowing the shit out of everything, so I'm surprised you'd care.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[She's not letting go, so it works.]

You're a friend, ze. Might not be the greatest of friends considering I don't remember and all, but you're still a friend.

And... I had my own tumble with vengeance once upon a time. So I get it. I doubt many here will.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hnn. No, they don't. Ugh, fucking Mayfield! They keep sending me his shit, too, like they won't ever let me forget. That alchemy kit he gave me, that ugly hat, and his stupid cat!

[beardonfire.livejournal.com]

Ah, the undead are a nasty lot, aren't they?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm fine with them, so long as they're not attacking me.

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[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

There! I bet you feel better now, right?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No! This doesn't solve anything! I dunno why I even did it. Fuck.

[thief-of-truth.livejournal.com]

But you said yourself that you feel bad about it! Just admitting that is a pretty big step, don't you think?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Can you hear the face palm.] What have you been drinking, you're not normally that talkitive.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

The usual. A whole lot of the usual.

No. Fuck. I don't know why I did this. I just needed to do it.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I'm all for confessin' but I hope that didn't screw you over with anyone.

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[ex_seventh238]

Being sorry doesn't bring people back from the dead in your world, does it? [Despite the wording, the tone sounds rather neutral.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I know that! I've been telling people that! It doesn't change a fucking thing. But I've said it now. I had to say it. Shit...

[Oh god he's so drunk why is he talking about this]

[ex_seventh238]

[So Gil's ex-master is a necromancer...

Bah humbug, 8|]

...Hm. Well, it's your business. Just don't try anything like that here, though this town may not even have enough corpses for you to resurrect anyway. [Not going to give lecture, empathy, or sympathy. Just... throwing that out there, because.]