19th Resurrection - Drunk. Again.

[sanctus_dei]

[Ladies and gentleman, good people of Mayfield: Theo Crawford is drunk. Drunker than the skinny little lightweight has ever been in his young life. Sure, he liked alcohol before he got into town, especially a good wine. But Mayfield has pushed him into some places mentally where wine seemed to make thing seem a whole lot more pleasant. The more wine, the less Mayfield irritated him. Well, sometimes.

He's also drunk to the point where he's a gotten whiny, and hopelessly lost. After leaving the bar - hurry Theo, before Shizuo comes in for his shift - and taking a few wrong turns, Theo has gotten completely lost in the residential area.

So, be treated to one very drunk, very cranky, very whiny teenager wandering around. He's on your lawn, staring and squinting at your house and mailbox, wondering if it's the right one. He might have even opened the door and stumbled in before realizing this isn't the right place. At one point he's accompanied by his two undead crows, who caw and chatter at him, and who he speaks with.]

IT'S NOT MY FAULT. Why did ANYONE ever think building towns like this was a good thing. Honestly. It's fuckin' nauseating and if I ever make it home, I'm fuckin' burning down the first suburb I see. You can take that shit to the bank.

[The crow on his shoulder chitters something at him.]

Well YEAH. You're some kinda... freaky Mayfield drone crow. Even after I turned you. You're just a stupid bird. Of COURSE you like this place.

Stupid bird. Which way is the house?!

Comments

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You need people as much as the rest of us do. You just don't like to admit it cause you're so cynical. [Ken shook his head].

If it makes you feel any better I didn't want to kill you.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Dunno. Done fine so far without 'em.

Coulda fooled me. Unless you just really like going for overkill.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

I gave you every chance to stand down Theo! You didn't even mention to the last minute that you couldn't!

[Oh no, Theo was not going to lay all the blame on him. Sure some of it belonged there, but not all of it.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Now is the time to sulk. He shakily pulls out his cigarettes and attempts to light one. It takes a few tries.]

I planned it that way.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You planned it that---Theo! Are you telling me you meant to die?! [Now Ken is just shocked, he can't believe his ears.]


Were you that upset Theo?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I planned on burning out. What the fuck does it matter? I'd come back. But it happened too fast. Way too fucking fast. They were good, they were powerful. But there was so few. Shit. [He squeezes his eyes shut and rubs them.] I probably fucked it up somewhere along the line. I wanted to see how far it could be taken. I've done better. Shit..

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken was silent for a moment, a brilliant flash of understanding of that position going through his head. What, sports players do it all the time with out meaning to.]

Well, they were a bitch to take care of, that's for sure.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo chuckled humorlessly.] Well that's something.

[At this point he's attempting to stand up. It goes very poorly.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

You're staying here tonight Theo.

[Ken tries to make it clear through his voice that Theo really has no choice about this. He can't let the man wander drunken and lost through the town, not with the type of people here. He isn't the scariest bump in the night right now and it makes him nervous. Besides...maybe it would do as an apology for killing him. He does still feel bad about that even if it was completely warranted.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

What?! Are you insane? No way. Which way is Brady? [Second attempt goes a bit better. He's on his feet, but for who knows how long. He feels very undignified.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Theo you can barely walk! I don't want you tripping over your own feet and face planting into the side walk. I'm sure your crows would agree with me.

[Ken has somewhat figured out that they're dead birds, but they aren't attacking people and seem to rather care about Theo's well being.]

I'll get Miakis to come help you inside.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Said crows, sitting on a telephone wire above their master, caw at Ken. They're agreeing with him. Theo waves a dismissive hand at them.]

Oh what do you guys know.

[He looks up and down the street. He knows where Ken lived... at least he thought he did.]

Son of a bitch I hate this town.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

They know a lot more then you do right now. Theo, please, what do you want me to do?

You live a long ways from here and I can't walk you home.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Turns back to you, looks you up and down.]

What'd you do to yourself anyway?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken groans and shakes his head.] I got shot. Again. I don't have my Kevlar back yet. At least the other guy got worse, I'd rather these.

Oh yeah, stay away from a guy named Schuldig, he's a nasty piece of work.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you fucked up his face good too. ...got your what back?

Schuldig. Never heard of him. That's German. I'll remember it.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Kevlar, it's a bullet proof material. [Ken had forgotten that Theo came from a time where it didn't exist.]

Yeah, he's sadistic, temperamental, and once he gets his telepathy back he will fuck with anyone who catches his eye. You think I'm bad, you should see his work.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Bulletproof. Sounds handy.

Wait, telepathy? How does it do it? Is he human?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

It is handy, but they haven't found a way to make it less fuckin' heavy. And yes, he's human. I think. As far as I know. He sure bleeds like one. He's from my world so I know him well enough.

Come on Theo, just get in the house.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No telepath where I'm from is human, no matter how human they are. _{Goddamn demons.}

[He sighs.] I got this. Brady is just... over that way.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Wrong. Brady is the other direction. How much bad booze did you drink Theo?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Trying to remember... keyword is "trying".]

I dunno. A lot. What's it matter?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Are you trying to give yourself alcohol poisoning? That stuffs bad for your liver and your brain! It makes you stupid.

[He has strong opinions about alcohol]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

So what if I do! Even if the booze is fucking awful, it's at least something you can do here.

[That is, when Shizuo's not chasing him out for being a minor.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Hmm, a thought occurs to him.]

Are you really that scared of me?