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sanctus_dei) wrote2010-09-20 08:20 pm
sanctus_dei) wrote2010-09-20 08:20 pm
24th Resurrection - Tic Tic Boom
[Are you paying attention today, Mayfield? I hope so, or you might accidentally get blown up.
Theo's out on the town, holding an old and faded leather-bound book in one hand, and gesturing with the other. He has a flat expression while he mumbles some words in Greek, casting some spells. He's out today practicing some offensive magic spells, since Marisa was asking him with help on them the other day, he figures he should practice. He wasn't very strong with attack spells, but what else did he have to do in this boring town besides practice on things around town?
Mayfield, you're being treated to small explosions all over town. There's a rush of air and a spark, and things are goin' kaboom! Your car, your shrubs, lampposts, mail boxes, dog houses, whatever. But, his aim and his casting of such spells is a bit off... which might have to do with the fact that, as usual lately, he's a bit drunk.
What else has he got to do in all his boredom when half the people in town he used to talk to now avoid him like the plague, and one of the last people who did now seems droned permanently? It was weird enough having Shina's drone call him "Mr. Crawford", let alone seeing her acting so vapid and NOT drinking tea...
Want to stop him? Join in on the fun? He may not even acknowledge you, and really doesn't give a rat's ass if he gets droned.]
Theo's out on the town, holding an old and faded leather-bound book in one hand, and gesturing with the other. He has a flat expression while he mumbles some words in Greek, casting some spells. He's out today practicing some offensive magic spells, since Marisa was asking him with help on them the other day, he figures he should practice. He wasn't very strong with attack spells, but what else did he have to do in this boring town besides practice on things around town?
Mayfield, you're being treated to small explosions all over town. There's a rush of air and a spark, and things are goin' kaboom! Your car, your shrubs, lampposts, mail boxes, dog houses, whatever. But, his aim and his casting of such spells is a bit off... which might have to do with the fact that, as usual lately, he's a bit drunk.
What else has he got to do in all his boredom when half the people in town he used to talk to now avoid him like the plague, and one of the last people who did now seems droned permanently? It was weird enough having Shina's drone call him "Mr. Crawford", let alone seeing her acting so vapid and NOT drinking tea...
Want to stop him? Join in on the fun? He may not even acknowledge you, and really doesn't give a rat's ass if he gets droned.]
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But cautiously, cautiously....her last impression of this place was that witches were not welcome here, and hell if she'll reveal herself so soon to a guy who just made a mailbox explode, because maybe he hates witches too. So instead it's time to play the "innocent schoolgirl" act- something she's very, very good at, because isn't that what she wishes she could honestly be?]
Hey, mister?
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What.
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You're the one who caused those explosions, right? Do you mind if I ask how you did it? I-I don't mean to be rude, I've just...never seen anything like that before.
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He waggles the spell book up near his face.]
Magic. They don't have it where you're from?
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Oh, that was magic? They do, but....well, it's not like yours at all. Waaaay less impressive!
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Hnn. And I just started studying attack spells a few days ago, too.
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[Well, that's at least half-true; elves DO make helpful housekeepers.]
Studying? From that book, right?
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Yep, you got it. Got me a one-of-a-kind collection.
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[Because the last thing she wants to establish herself as is a threat.]
Where'd you get it from? Not from here, I'm guessing.
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[It's obvious he never thought that way.]
The town returned them to me a few months ago. But I've got them locked up tight, so don't get any funny ideas.
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[Looks a bit genuinely hurt- the thought hadn't even crossed her mind....although maybe it should have. So the town gives stuff back? Hm....Margarita seems to cheer up a good deal.]
Oh, I didn't introduce myself. Sorry, I'm Margarita Surprise. It's nice to meet you.
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Doesn't matter. No one's getting through my defenses anyway.
Hnn. Theo Crawford.
[Time to blow something else up. How about that fence across the street? Casting another spell, it explodes into a shower of splinters.]
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Whoa!
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You still can't have any fun in this town. All this damage will be gone tomorrow anyway.
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It does? Huh, I didn't know that....
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Sounds useful to me. If we're going to be stuck here, at least we won't be living in ruins all the time.
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[another lie, this one not so smooth; she crosses her arms and turns away]
I guess it's true, then, what I heard- murder must happen a lot here.
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[At this point the tired magician plops himself down on the nearest curb. All that dynamic casting's worn him out.]
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....you look beat. I didn't think I was talking that much.
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