Theo Crawford (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sanctus_dei) wrote2010-05-10 01:40 pm
sanctus_dei) wrote2010-05-10 01:40 pm
5th Resurrection - Joke's on You
[My, my. That's a large delivery sent to 337 Brady Lane! Several small, heavy crates are dropped off sometime early in the morning for one Mr. Theodore Crawford.
Theo comes out to look at them, frowning, cigarette in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other.]
What the shit is this. KAY!? Who the HELL would send us stuff in the mail?
[Sure, he's paranoid, but he's also morbidly curious. He pops the lid on one of them to take a look. His eyes grow wide, and - miracle of miracles, Mayfield - he smiles. He grins ecstatically, holding up old, worn books. He laughs. They were the one he worked so hard tosteal get, only a few months before he was brought to Mayfield. Several dozen rare spell books.] Unbe-fuckin-lievable!
[He flips one open frantically. He finds the easiest, stupidest spell he can find, one that doesn't require any components. Something even he could handle. Holding up the book, he recites something in Latin, and gestures with his free hand.
Nothing. Grr. He tries again. Zip. GRR. One more time. Zilch! He throws the book down angrily and storms back inside, grabbing the phone.
Call to everyone. Yep, everyone. He speaks quickly, almost growling. He is LIVID.]
Is this someone's idea of a JOKE?!! To send me all these books like this?! Don't you know that these are FUCKING USELESS IF I STILL CAN'T CAST?! Real goddamn funny, Mayfield! Don't think I won't figure out a way to use them. Just you fucking wait.
[The phone is slammed down.]
Theo comes out to look at them, frowning, cigarette in one hand and a mug of coffee in the other.]
What the shit is this. KAY!? Who the HELL would send us stuff in the mail?
[Sure, he's paranoid, but he's also morbidly curious. He pops the lid on one of them to take a look. His eyes grow wide, and - miracle of miracles, Mayfield - he smiles. He grins ecstatically, holding up old, worn books. He laughs. They were the one he worked so hard to
[He flips one open frantically. He finds the easiest, stupidest spell he can find, one that doesn't require any components. Something even he could handle. Holding up the book, he recites something in Latin, and gestures with his free hand.
Nothing. Grr. He tries again. Zip. GRR. One more time. Zilch! He throws the book down angrily and storms back inside, grabbing the phone.
Call to everyone. Yep, everyone. He speaks quickly, almost growling. He is LIVID.]
Is this someone's idea of a JOKE?!! To send me all these books like this?! Don't you know that these are FUCKING USELESS IF I STILL CAN'T CAST?! Real goddamn funny, Mayfield! Don't think I won't figure out a way to use them. Just you fucking wait.
[The phone is slammed down.]
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Considering that, in most worlds, the general populous tends to dislike necromancers... I have to wonder why you'd freely admit to your specialty, especially when you currently don't even have the means to use it. Or do you happen to come from one where Necromancy is acceptable by the public?
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To be honest, what can people do here to stop me? Yeah, Mayfield took it from me, but maybe the WILL give it back to me someday. What is anyone here going to do about it?
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Not that it is something I would do to you, but... well, it's something to keep in mind in case the other residents of the town take offense to you.
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Confidence is good, but you should be careful not to be overconfident.
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