26th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[Today Theo can be seen arguing with the drone of Marisa out on the street! H-He may be drunk, SURPRISE. She looks a bit frightened, and he's sort of following after her as she tries to skitter away, ranting.]

Come ON! Not you too!? Margot, then Shina, then Tlachtga and now this?! Christ Al-fucking-mighty!

M-Mr. Crawford, I really don't have any--

Stop calling me that! What the hell is this town doing?!

I'm sorry, sir, but I really need to get to get home!

[And off she trots. Theo is left standing there, looking confused and crushed, which melts away quickly to anger. He turns to head home after a few moments. His two crow familiars join him then, and chatter support at him. To most others, they just make crow noises, but he can obviously understand them. Or maybe he IS just really drunk.]

Maybe, I don't know.

...

No, she's droned too. ...For awhile now.

...

What?! No, he isn't... I don't think he is. Not that it goddamn matters!

...

Because! He doesn't... talk to me anymore, remember?

...

Are you crazy?! What do you know, stupid bird...


[It goes on like this for awhile as he walks through town. But, it results in Theo ending up at Ken's house on Partridge Drive. Feel free to stop him during any of this, or answer the door when he knocks. Loudy.]

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[knowsitsname.livejournal.com]

[Is heading down the street when he sees Theo arguing with drone!Marisa. He's close enough that he can hear the conversation, and hearing it confirms one of his worst fears at the moment: Marisa has been droned. When she leaves, he goes up to Theo.]

So she's been droned, then.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He shots you a nasty glare a moment - who the hell is this guy? - but then he nods.]

Yeah. Shit. Soon everyone I know will be.

[knowsitsname.livejournal.com]

Is that so...I'm sorry to hear that. I was hoping nobody I knew would be droned so soon after I got here...

[Especially not Marisa. But he won't admit that out loud.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

It's happening to every goddamn person I know. Christ. I wonder when it's gonna be my turn, at this tate.

[knowsitsname.livejournal.com]

Still, doesn't one go home if one is droned? Though admittedly, the thought of acting like a drone is a little disturbing...

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

So people say. Sometimes they come back. Shit... I mean do we really ever have any way of telling unless they DO come back?

[knowsitsname.livejournal.com]

It's hard to say. There are a lot of mysteries in this place...

[hound-of-war.livejournal.com]

[Lancer runs into him as he walks around, looking pissed off.]

...you okay?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[O-oh hey look it someone he knows who isn't droned. Awesome.]

...I hate this goddamn town.

[hound-of-war.livejournal.com]

So what happened this time?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Everyone I ever talked to seems to get droned. I'm surprised you're not, at this rate.

[hound-of-war.livejournal.com]

You cursed or something?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I'm starting to wonder.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[Has been kinda moping about the house, still smarting from the attack from Schuldig and Farfarello, opens the door. At least he remembered to look through the peephole this time]

Theo? What are you doing here?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Theo's crows hang back on the fence, but one of them caws when it sees Ken. Theo turns around and tells it to be quiet.]

I..... ok, so you're NOT droned. Okay. See, I TOLD you two he wasn't!

[Unsurprisingly he's not exactly sober.]

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[SIGH] Why don't you come inside Theo, I don't think you should be walking around tipsy.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Don't you love babysitting him?]

No, look, I'm fine. It's nothing. [Just some BABYLONIAN WINE, that's all.]

I just... everyone I know... they've gotten droned. Like within the past month. I just...

[He points back to the crows.] They said I should see if you were or not.

[weiss-tank.livejournal.com]

[It's a party. Oh well, Ken's kinda used to it]

Theo. In. NOW. I'll open a window for them to perch on. [He is going to point inside the house like an exasperated mother.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Alright alright. Fine. [He wanders in. The crows fly up to the porch now. It should be noted they're no longer undead. Healthy living crows!]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[don't mind Gil, he's just sitting on the porch, drinking out of the shiniest, golden, jewel encrusted goblet you have every seen.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[You get a glare. And he doesn't even know what to think of that cup. But you get a sarcastic greeting.]

Your majesty.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Greetings, mongrel. How about I offer you a deal?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[That wasn't what he was expecting to hear.]

...what could you possibly have to offer me?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Proclaim your allegiance to me and I will allow you to partake in the world's finest wine.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[A moment of surprise, then he laughs.]

Yeah, right! How am I supposed to believe THAT?