34th Resurrection

[sanctus_dei]

[What does Theo do when he's bored? He gets drunk! And he certainly gets drunk a lot. Today's no exception. You'll find him:

A) At the pub, at a table. Somehow, his two crow familiars have snuck their way in with him. One is sitting on his shoulder, chatting at him quietly. Theo talks aloud with it. The other is flapping from table to table, sitting on chairs and curiously looking at other patrons, eavesdropping on conversations. Occasionally he returns to his master and fills him in on any juicy tidbits he overheard. Feel free to annoy/talk to/attempt to shoo Theo and his feathery friends.

B)Outside, there's someone who's fallen over in a snowbank! Maybe it's outside your house or you're passing by, but there's Theo, stuck there like an upturned turtle. There's a dropped flask a few feet away, and the crows are sitting with him unsure of what to do. The braver one gently pecks at his knee. The other one is doing the crow version of laughter.]

Quiet! Shut up! 'Course I can get up. Just gimme a minute.

[It's not going to happen. So what will you do? You should probably point and laugh and leave him there, but you can try and help him if you want.]

Comments

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Hahah-

[mfw snow on my face]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[A smirk. And then he actually laughs. He flop back down in the snow though.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

You fool. Consider yourself lucky I will look past that.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

What, you gonna kill me over a snowball? So what.

[He lies there, staring up at the sky.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

You would do well to learn proper respect.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He scoffs at that.] I could say the same to you. [He figured he better get up before he gets completely soaked with snow. It takes a lot of effort but he sits up.]

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

You are not a king so what respect should you get?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Cuz you're not a king in Mayfield. But we've been over this. 'M not having this agrument again.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Because it is a losing argument for you.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[A sigh.] Whatever.

[Ok, time to get up. It's a slow process but he eventually makes it. He lazily brushes snow from his coat.] What the hells treet is this, anyway.

[kinpika.livejournal.com]

Tch, Stone Street.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Oh he is way off then.] Hn. Great.

[Starts wandering off, makes it as far as the nearest telephone pole and stops thanks to being dizzy. But he plays it off as if he just thinks now's a good time to light a cigarette.]