Theo Crawford (
sanctus_dei) wrote2010-08-04 09:18 am
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18th Resurrection - Fallout
[Theo wakes up the next day from his fight against Ken with a start. That's three times he's died since he's gotten to Mayfield, fourth overall. He laid in bed staring off into space for awhile. He didn't just die - he was viciously murdered by the last person he expected to do so. But it was to be expected, wasn't it? People weren't to be trusted, especially here. Ken was no exception.
With that, Theo gets up, and immediately goes to his study, locking himself in. He doesn't come out either, unless absolutely necessary. He avoids talking to anyone. It's just him and his books. Magic was the only thing that doesn't let him down, so in his study he stays to distract himself with his research.
But he couldn't stop thinking about what happeneed. His brain wouldn't shut it off.
Then there's that problem in Mayfield when you lose track of time and skip your job. After a few days, Theo wakes up again, all cheerful and droned, going about your average drone morning and heads into work.]
[Theo will be droned this morning! He's pleasant and cheery despite looking like utter hell. He had locked himself away for a few days with nothing but his books and a few bottles of wine to keep him company. No food, no sleep, no sun. After he gets to the library and the droning wears off, he goes about his job and the rest of his day, trying to avoid even so much as looking at another person, let alone talk to them.
After work he'll be found on a bench at the park, looking miserable as ever, sitting with his two zombie crows, reading, and chain smoking like a fiend. He may or may not also be slightly drunk. He's reading another one of his old magical tomes. The creepy crows will suspiciously eye anyone who walks by. Feel free to pester him while droned or not, at any point~]
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Wanna see something cool?
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....do I?
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[digging in her dress and pulling out the hand size, octagonal shaped, mini-hakkero. baby, this son of a gun is a nuclear reactor of magical power]
Check it out!
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What the hell? What IS that? Did the town send it back to you?
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And they just gave it back to you. Just like that. Jesus fucking Christ. Not that it's any good to you here. Level the town and I'm sure everything would be peachy fucking keen the next day.
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I guess they're pretty powerful. Are there any here? I haven't noticed any demons from my world here. Not that hunting anything here is worth your time.
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[He's guessing the answer is no since he hasn't heard any giant explosions recently.]
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[standing up and preparing to do just that]
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Anyway, he's waiting to be impressed.]
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then blinks.]
Hnn. Not bad.
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