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.

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

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

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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.]

Comments

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Ok, well... that's pretty cool. But still, you get a skeptical glance. But also he really wants to try that.]

And how do I know I can trust you?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

A king such as myself has no need for deceit. I could kill you where you stand if I wanted to.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, likewise, pal.

[He walks up and roughly takes the flask from you and looks at it. He looks it over.... alright well it does smell pretty awesome.

Fuck it, this is Mayfield. He's died 4 times. What the fuck else could happen? He takes a drink, but not before shooting you one last glare.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[It's wine that even the Sumerian gods love. Well, the Sumerians were well known as master wine makers anyway and Gil only kept the best.]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[It's so goddamn good that it catches him off guard. He stares at the flask in disbelief for a moment. Then he takes another drink to confirm that yes, it really was that awesome.

Way to enable the alcoholic, Gil.]

...Jesus Christ.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Everything in my treasury is of this quality.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Using all his willpower right now trying not to chug this stuff]

Ok. Assume I decided to... pledge allegiance to you or whatever. What the fuck does that all mean, anyway.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

It means you recognize me as king.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

And that's it? Nothing else? What's the damn catch?

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I told you that deceit is below me, mongrel.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I don't trust every guy who comes strolling down the pike claiming to be ancient kings. I don't believe that you can't have some other plan in mind.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

[taking another drink out of his cup. he doesn't need to grace you with a reply]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Frowns at you, then his cup, then at you again.

There's got to be something. Otherwise you wouldn't have to ask me or make me any kind of offers.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

I have no wish to repeat myself.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Thankfully Theo has surprisingly strong willpower usually. He shoves the flask back at you.]

You tell me what it is you want, and maybe we can talk.

[Will he be back? Maybe. But for now, he's leaving.]