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sanctus_dei) wrote2010-07-10 10:31 pm
sanctus_dei) wrote2010-07-10 10:31 pm
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16th Resurrection - No Place Like Home
[Theo wakes up back in Mayfield, and he's not sure if he's relieved or not. Being still alive, that was good. Still possessing the hastily-attached hand given to him by Fran, not so good. The stitches were red and irritated, starting to look infected. Wires poked in and out of the skin in an effort to replace nerve function. But it didn't work.
After Westport, Mayfield returned his collection of spell books. They were back again, so maybe...
Theo quickly went outside to check the mail. Sure enough, there was an envelope in the mail box with his name on it. Inside was just a card with an arcane inscription on it.
It was a spell for raising the dead.
Grinning, Theo sauntered back inside, and headed straight to his study. Taking one of the books off the shelf, he picked out a simple spell he could cast without any components. A few words in Latin, a few hand gestures, and suddenly all the light in the room was dampened, as if it was suddenly sucked away.
A small light did appear after a moment - the lighting of a match for a cigarette. Theo chuckled.]
About damn time.
[Better keep it under wraps for now though. For now, time to get this hand fixed. Healing spells were too difficult for him, so better get it fixed the old-fashioned way. Time for the phone!]
I don't know where that insane blonde scientist is, but she did a number on my hand, and now I'm some sort of... science experiment gone wrong. And before this thing gets infected and fucking kills me slowly, I'd rather have this taken care of. Any doctors out there up for a challenge?
After Westport, Mayfield returned his collection of spell books. They were back again, so maybe...
Theo quickly went outside to check the mail. Sure enough, there was an envelope in the mail box with his name on it. Inside was just a card with an arcane inscription on it.
It was a spell for raising the dead.
Grinning, Theo sauntered back inside, and headed straight to his study. Taking one of the books off the shelf, he picked out a simple spell he could cast without any components. A few words in Latin, a few hand gestures, and suddenly all the light in the room was dampened, as if it was suddenly sucked away.
A small light did appear after a moment - the lighting of a match for a cigarette. Theo chuckled.]
About damn time.
[Better keep it under wraps for now though. For now, time to get this hand fixed. Healing spells were too difficult for him, so better get it fixed the old-fashioned way. Time for the phone!]
I don't know where that insane blonde scientist is, but she did a number on my hand, and now I'm some sort of... science experiment gone wrong. And before this thing gets infected and fucking kills me slowly, I'd rather have this taken care of. Any doctors out there up for a challenge?
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It's almost the same way here. People here are worried about going home or getting out without even knowing fully what they're in.
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I know, we just don't have enough information about this place, and what we have is piecemeal.
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