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.]

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[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He knows he's not going to be able to get up yet, so now is a good time for a cigarette.

He looks over at Len.] You're the one that sat on me. Who was sitting in the snow in the first place.

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

The snow doesn't bother me. I normally live in a snowy climate after all.

... You just looked comfortable. That's all.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Not me. To hell with this shit.

How the hell could I look comfortable while upturned in a snow bank?

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

Y-You just did! Deal with it!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He looks confused, the annoyed.] Whatever.

[Time to stand up! Slowly. He manages to get over the snow and onto his feet, but who knows for how long.]

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

*Len will hop up and hold onto his pant leg; she'll also hold up her other hand.*

Hah, do you need me to do everything for you? Put your hand in mine.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

'M fine. Don't need any help. [He rubs his eyes like a tired child. What street was this, anyway?]

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

Liar... I won't tell anyone. I'm in a bad mood tonight.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hnn. Fine. Whatever. [He knows he's too wobbly to get along by himself anyway. He needs to stop letting himself get this bad.]

What the hell puts you in a bad mood?

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

Hah, why should I bother telling you?

... I guess if you said something stupid I could just let you fall.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He's too tired to deal with this attitude.]

Then don't tell me! Christ.

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

I-I wasn't going to! Deal with it!

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Fine. Whatever. Stop yelling. [Rubs his forehead.]

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

... Y-You could have asked nicer.

*Cling. Shut up she's affectionate today okay...*

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[You're lucky he's plastered, Len, otherwise there's no way he'd let you get away with that.

It's at this point that it dawns on him that he's not sure where he is.]


...Where're we going?

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

To your house. Unless you want to come to mine?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No. Mine is fine.

[Looks around]

...So where is it.

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

Be patient. We'll get there eventually.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Hnn.

[He'll be quiet now. Honestly you could lead him to any house and he'd probably believe it was his right now. He's too drunk & tired to fight it.]

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

*She can always snuggle him at his own house.

And here we are. Len will lead him into the front door as an excuse to let herself in.*

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Oh. Here already. Uh, thanks. I guess.

[He goes in, no invitation but he's not thinking about locking the door behind him.]

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

*She'll walk right in after Theo.*

... I'll take this as payment. I'm not going to do anything weird, okay?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Anyone who says something like that is up to no good.]

What?

[tsunslut.livejournal.com]

I already said I'm in a bad mood. I don't want sex.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

...So what, then?