46th Resurrection

[sanctusdei]

[Wrestling with Stage 4 all day, Theo finally makes it to the phone. He can't take it anymore. He has to tell someone, and he's in a house full of drones now. He's got to get it off his chest.

An unfiltered call is placed. To cope with this, Theo has been drinking like a fish all day, and his voice is slurred but surprisingly steady.]I'm a

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[sanctusdei]

[Another pause.]

What.

[sanctusdei]

It had to be said. To someone. Anyone.

I didn't feel bad about it for a long time, you know.

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[knitbadsweaters]

Y-you regret what you did.....?

[sanctusdei]

…

For a long time I didn't. I still don't regret sending a message to my old teacher. I wanted to hurt him and the city he loved. But it got out of my hands. Went too far.

[ooeeooahah]

... was the cost worth it, in the end? For you, I mean?

[sanctusdei]

I had knew there was a chance it was going to kill me from the start.

[ooeeooahah]

There's always that chance.

[ There's a pause, and then she quietly asks: ]

I'd like to talk to you more about it, may I come over?

[sanctusdei]

I don't really have anything else to say. [Such a lie.]

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[adropofjupiter]

[Really, should it be a surprise that Marisa can sneak into Theo's house? She heard that call and sneaked over to his place and inside. And she's wrapping an arm about him from behind, giving him a gentle hug and resting her head against his back.]

Shhh... Let it go, ze. I get it. I really do.

[She's Stage 1.]

[sanctusdei]

[It's a good thing he's pretty wasted, Marisa. Otherwise this paranoid guy would have jumped through the ceiling when she did that. Or blasted you with a gravity spell through the window. As it is, he still jumps quite considerably, but breathes a sigh of relief when he hears who it is. He doesn't turn around, though. he just chuckles bitterly.]

Yeah? I know you're all about blowing the shit out of everything, so I'm surprised you'd care.

[adropofjupiter]

[She's not letting go, so it works.]

You're a friend, ze. Might not be the greatest of friends considering I don't remember and all, but you're still a friend.

And... I had my own tumble with vengeance once upon a time. So I get it. I doubt many here will.

[sanctusdei]

Hnn. No, they don't. Ugh, fucking Mayfield! They keep sending me his shit, too, like they won't ever let me forget. That alchemy kit he gave me, that ugly hat, and his stupid cat!

[beardonfire]

Ah, the undead are a nasty lot, aren't they?

[sanctusdei]

I'm fine with them, so long as they're not attacking me.