43rd Resurrection

[sanctusdei]

[It's this simple, Mayfield: Theo Crawford comes home to find a black and white cat asleep on his bed. This is not his cat. It does not belong to anyone in town. But he recognizes it immediately.]

Aristophanes?!

[The cat rouses, seemingly happy to see the familiar face, and walks over to Theo demanding attention. Any members of the household

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[sanctusdei]

[He looks up. He figures he did something wrong again. The crows caw a greeting at Nina when they see her. The cat is indifferent.]

Hnn? What?

[sanctusdei]

Hnn. I got killed and was dead for a whole week. Not much to worry about I guess.

[weiss_tank]

[Yeah, Ken is gonna approach, concentrating Theo holds no danger for him. Yet. Whatever, he can dodge.]

Oy! Theo! There you are!

[sanctusdei]

[He's not aiming for you, Ken, you're safe. It's Bernkastle and Cain who better keep on their toes. The crows squawk at Ken, saying hello.]

Here I am. Did you need something?

[weiss_tank]

[Ken smiles and waves at the birds, he kinda likes the annoying little things now.]

Just checkin' up on you. Last week was kinda hellish.

[sanctusdei]

Hnn. I spent most of it dead. What about you?

[flameyedhunter]

[Shana is just watching Theo and his spell book, like a little sneak. She's got on a new black cloak over her mayfield-issue pretty little teenager clothes, which looks rather patently ridiculous.]

[sanctusdei]

[He knows you're watching, and he doesn't need his crows to tell him someone's spying to know.]

What do you want.

[flameyedhunter]

I was checking on you. Afraid or something?

[sanctusdei]

Why are you checking on me? And afraid of--

[Oh right, she can detect the spells.] People just spent last week murdering others in the streets. What's wrong with a little precautionary measures?

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart walks up to Theo, noticing the mass congregation of birds.]

Dude, what's with all the crows?

They might be trying to get your eyes.

... nice cat by the way.

[sanctusdei]

[Well, to be fair, it's only two that are the familiars, but they do sometimes attract others from the neighborhood. He vaguely points to Phobos and Deimos though, without looking up from his book.]

These two are my familiars. The cat's not mine.

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart chuckles.]

Oh wow, you mean you're a wizard or something?

[sanctusdei]

[He looks up at Mart, frowning. Why is that funny?]

Yeah. Got a problem with that?

[headedforhope]

....a new addition to your band of critters, is it, Mr. Crawford?

[Mami does indeed approach, if with a subtle and hidden wariness, and doesn't get too close. She still can't sense the magical energies of others, so she's unaware of the spells; no, this untold suspicion is born from certain conservations held during the event, where she steeled herself to shoot Theo down should he be targeting anyone in the church.]

[sanctusdei]

[His eyes raise to Mami a moment, then go back to his notes.]

Hnn. He just showed up today. He's not even mine but Mayfield thought he was, I guess.

[The cat walks to the end of the bench, watching Mami.]

[headedforhope]

Does that make him as good as?

[she watches right back]

...and does he have problems with being petted? I'm not interested in getting clawed.

[sanctusdei]

I guess so.

No, he's the laziest damn cat ever. I doubt he'd bite anything.