24th Resurrection - Tic Tic Boom

[sanctus_dei]

[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.]

Comments

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Got a mind of their own?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Well they do that, too, but...on exploding they have enough power to level a house or two.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Smiiiirk.]

That sounds fun. Why are they so combustible? What the hell are you building them out of?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Car parts. [Shrug.] I'd be cross if you exploded one of my clanks.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hnn. I'll try to stay away. But I'll warn you, I'm still working on my aim.

[He finally takes a drink of his tea, rubbing his eyes absently. Casting is rough on Theo, and he's pretty tired.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

It could kill us -both-. You ought do more than -try-. I would have been more worried if I'd known you weren't -aiming-.

...Have some toast, it'll make you feel better.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hey, I WAS aiming. But I'm only a few days into attack spells, so there's bound to be a slip up once in awhile.

[Oh yeah. There's toast. He looks it over as if waiting to be impressed before taking a bite.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Such things shouldn't be practised lightly. But I know they need practised. Perhaps lining up bottles on a ledge would be a good idea?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Anything in this town that gets destroyed fixes itself in a day or two anyway. What's the worse that'll happen? I get droned?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

You could wind up violently dying.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He waves that off.] That's happened to me several times already. What's one more.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Has it really? ...It's only happened to me once, and not -that- violently anyway. I still found it quite disturbing.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Since I've been here, I've been shot, eaten, and stabbed in the face. not to mention I died before I even got here. I'm pretty sure that's why I'm here. So whatever. What's one more death? It doesn't count in this place.

[Idly swirling the leaves about in his tea with a spoon, an avoiding of eye contact kinda move.]

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

...Why you're here? You have a theory about why you were selected?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

...I was killed and immediately woke up here. I know I'm not the only person here who is dead in their home world, too.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Oh. ...Not everyone is, though. I fell asleep at my worktable, nothing more nothing less.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I don't get that. But for me, it means this God-forsaken place is my home now. Or as I have cheerfully dubbed it, "Hell".

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

[She can't help but snort amusedly.] Perhaps you could go home with another when we find our way free of this place?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

You know, I already do have a standing offer, surprisingly. If that's an option, going anywhere but home is fine by me.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you do, Mr. Crawford. You're a wonderful person to talk to, I'd hate for that to be lost to the world.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He looks up at you now, looking confused. No one has ever said such a thing to him in his young life.]

....Uh. Thanks.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

...Of course. [Totally genuine.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[This is a guy not accustomed to compliments. Too suspicious. And now he doesn't know what to say.]

… are you going back to where you came from, or somewhere else?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Somewhere else. [A dreamy, far off look settles on her face. She's in love, and her mannerisms show it with the subtlety of a rocket launcher.]

I'm following my Darling home to his world.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Someone you met here then? Hnn. So are you one of the people working to bust us all out of here then? I know a lot of people here are up to something.