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Theo Crawford ([personal profile] sanctus_dei) wrote2010-10-16 11:05 am

26th Resurrection

[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.]

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-16 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Well I lost my entire make believe family too, so here's to us?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-16 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
So you're in a house full of drones now? That must be a pain in the ass.

...only the "wife" is in our house at the moment. It's annoying, but at least she cooks.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-16 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Just drones, yeah.

Been trying to stay the hell away from the house as much as I can.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-17 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't blame you. But you can only stay away for so long before they drone you into going back, right?

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yep, I've more or less figured out the limit by now.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
I tried skipping work once, and got droned after a bit to go in. Only a few days, though.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Ha, same. It's all about figuring out how much you can break the rules and get away with it.

...which sadly ain't much.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah it had no idea what Theo locking himself away in his study for three days.]

Nope. Can't have any fun in this town.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Nah, that ain't true. At least the women are good.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
...the only decent women I knew in town are all droned now.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
To have loved and lost... et cetera, et cetera.

When ya get knocked down, ya gotta get back up.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh hang on a second.]

No, no, it wasn't anything like that. They just all happened to be knowledgeable magicians, which is rare enough around here.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, so you go for mages?

I'm down with that.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Seriously Lancer, look at this kid. Do you think he could *ever* snag himself a chick?

He gives you an unamused look.]


[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[he's too oblivious to read looks.]

So not into that type? What's your thing, then?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head.]

I don't... what does it matter?!

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Of course it matters!

Gotta have something to do in this place. Or someone.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well.... [H-he really has no idea how to answer this.]

I suppose I don't have a type.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Sure ya do. Everyone's got a type.

And y'know? I'll help you find out what your's is.

[It's something to do, anyway.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
...that's not necessary.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Now don't be like that.

A bevy of beauties like Mayfield is a rare thing. If you don't make the most of it, you'll regret it forever.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[He still looks so unamused.]

...I highly doubt any of them would be interested in me.

[identity profile] hound-of-war.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ya never know until ya try.

If you just give up like that, ya've already lost.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2010-10-19 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
... most of the women in this town are idiots. The ones I knew worth talking to are droned now anyway.