16th Resurrection - No Place Like Home

[sanctus_dei]

[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?

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[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

What have I got to lose at this point? At this point I'm more curious about what you think you can do with it.

About all I can do is this. [He traces something on the back of his wrist, muttering something quietly to himself. Suddenly, the fingers come to life, though it looks like not entirely under Theo's control.]

That won't last too long. Too much effort for to keep doing that though. I'd have to keep it animated and keep it from rotting.

[saviorofkorugar.livejournal.com]

"That's rather impressive. I have something that should work on a more permanent basis, though. Please hold the hand as still as you can."

[Natu concentrates for a moment, and the green ring on her left middle finger flares to life. Out of thin air, various high-tech medical apparatus made of solid green energy appear from out of the ring, including a powerful magnifying lens that fits snugly over Natu's eye.]

"This will only take a few minutes. I just need to connect the nerves and make sure your cells don't reject the graft."

[Natu injects Theo's wrist with a local anesthetic before beginning the operation. After a green whirlwind of needles, forceps, and other various medical tools, Natu seals the wound shut with a precise laserlike blast of energy.]

"There. That should do the trick. Try moving the fingers slowly after the numbness wears off."

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo looks surprised. That's not what he was expecting, obviously. He watches the whole surgery interested. When it's over, he takes a look. it's still clearly not his original hand, but looked a lot healthier.]


That was... something. What did you just use?

[saviorofkorugar.livejournal.com]

The power ring issued to me by the Green Lantern Corps. It's capable of manifesting energy constructs according to the will of its wielder.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Huh. That seemed like it took a lot of magical energy, but it seemed to have done a good job.

What do I owe you?

[saviorofkorugar.livejournal.com]

Not as much as you might think. The rings are quite efficient, though without my power battery, the charge will eventually run out. As for a price... ((OOC: assume she quotes him something reasonable for 1950s medical services.))

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Interesting. [He puts it together in his head of how he thinks it works. At least compared to how he knows magic works. All he knows is, he's kind of jealous.]

[He nods.] Send me a bill. All this and I don't think I ever got your name, doctor.

[saviorofkorugar.livejournal.com]

[Smiles and extends her hand for a shake.]

"Doctor Soranik Natu of the Green Lantern Corps."

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Returns the shake.] Theo Crawford. Well Dr. Natu, you'll have to clue me in about this Green Lantern Corps sometime. For now I better get back and get some goddamn sleep for a change.

[saviorofkorugar.livejournal.com]

Yes, that would be a good idea. Let me know if you run into any problems with the hand.