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

[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?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He wasn't expecting to hear that! The question obviously rattles him.]

W-what?! What the fuck are you talking about?! Seriously, what's the worst you can do to me? Kill me again?!

[Uuugh. He grabs his head. Yelling hurts.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[To be fair, there's a lot of curiosity in this for Ken. He's never had to talk to someone after Rage!killing them, and he had often wondered what he'd say to Kase or Sister if he was given the chance, so Theo was a bit of an experiment.]

So I don't scare you then. Then why are you huddling way over there?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Holding on to a fence post for dear life is what he's doing. The crows caw something again, and he tells them to shut up.]

I'm not huddling! I'm trying to get the hell home. Christ Ken, I raise the damn dead. You think stupid shit scares me?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Time to test the theory. This is going to hurt but since when does that really bother him. He uses the pillar he's leaning against to haul himself up into a standing position.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo holds his ground... perhaps only for lack of a place to go. He's afraid to let go of the fencepost. He gives you an angry look.]

What are you trying to prove?! I thought you couldn't walk?

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Not very well, and not very fast, and it hurts like a fuckin' bitch. But if I have to I can. How do you think I got out here anyways? If Miakis had her way I'd be strapped to the couch.

[And he takes a long,dragging, painful step forward.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Backs up a bit]

So? Look at you! You can't do anything to me like that anyway!

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

No I can't, but you still backed up. [He points at Theo] No more zombie attacks and I wont have reason to attack you ok? You're pretty much safe.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Sure. We'll see.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Ken just stands there, leaning on his good leg.]

That was my other job back home...dealing with the people that the police couldn't for various reasons.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

A mercenary? Vigilante maybe? That explains a lot.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

We called ourselves assassins, but a vigilante would be a bit closer. We took out bad guys, killers, rapists, slave rings, pedophiles, that sort of thing.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Ain't that just swell. I guess you can add necromancers to your resume.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Believe me, you and your zombies aren't the freakiest shit I've dealt with. Try facing down a tentacle monster and we'll talk.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I've seen some pretty ugly summons in my life. I'd like to see you try and take out a chimera.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

How about a giant werewolf. [Ken smirks, at least Theo seems to be chilling.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

...Werewolf. Really. Those are extinct where I'm from.

[A bit more chill but suspicious as always. But he's still hanging on to that fence post, unsure of what to do with himself.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

Look if you're really that determined to get home, I can call one of your house mates. [He's not going to force Theo to come in if there is any other options. He may just have to accept the fact that he's lost him.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[O-oh god so tired. He was still struggling to keep his eyes open. He couldn't picture Tlachtga caring, and he didn't feel like a lecture from Kay.]

No, Christ, don't do that. Fine, I'll stay here. Ugh.

[The crows caw again. They're laughing at him now. He once again yells at them to shut up.]