12th Resurrection - How to Make Friends & Influence People

[sanctus_dei]

[A pale young man sits alone at the park at an outdoor chess board during the afternoon. There's pieces on the board, and a few have been moved around. Mostly, he's reading through an old, old book as he sits there. There's no title on the cover, or if there was, it rubbed off ages ago. There's another book sitting next to him too on the bench - just a run-of-the-mill library book on basic car care. He smokes as he reads, and occasionally puts the book down to make a move on the chessboard. Yep, against himself. He has no one else to play with at the moment. Captain Crankypants here knows that he needs to make allies if he ever wants to overthrow this town, or crack its mysteries... but he also really hates 90% of people, and wouldn't know how to make friends with someone if his life depended on it. And without his spellcasting ability, there wasn't much he could do...

Nonsense! There's plenty Theo's capable of... right?

He also knows that he needs to find a relaxing hobby in this town before he goes completely mad. After all, he was just threatening to beat a girl with a wrench for messing with his car that he doesn't even *care* about. And that he already pretty muched FUBARed it on his own. Obviously mechanics will require more study before he jumps in head-first again...

So this was as far as Theo could make it to being social. He's outside, what more do you want? Well, maybe you want to join in and play some chess. Or maybe you just want to point and laugh at him for being a bitter loner. The choice is yours.]

Comments

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Funny, you don't look much like a sailor.

Hnn. You're lucky. A good teacher is hard to find.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

Someone had to keep the wind in the sails.

So you still have those books? Is that one?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Of course. Mayfield better not think they can take those back.

[He holds up the one he was reading, well worn with a brown leather cover.] Of course. Brushing up on the basics of defensive spells. Things have been too quiet around here lately, and if the town ever manages to give me back my spellcasting, I'll be ready.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

Can I see or are they still off limits?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He thinks about it, while lighting up a cigarette.]

Maybe. Under supervision. Some of them are very old and very rare. One of a kind.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

I'll be careful with them, promise~

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Sizes you up while taking a long drag on his cigarette.]

What do I get out of it?

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

Depends. What do you want?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Has the town given you back anything magic related yet?

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

Just my fire. Unless you want one of my dresses. Way too small for you, though.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no thanks.

Hnn. Well, at least bring something good to drink if you come over. Good booze is hard to find in this place.

[resurrectinto.livejournal.com]

[Grins broadly, almost catlike.]

I'll do that. See you around, Theo!~ Have fun with your game.

[And with a quick wave, she's up and meandering away.]