[Theta does try and get out for a walk at least every here and there. She'd go mad if she didn't, and love Albedo though she does, they're similar enough that they'll both go mad if she stays around him =constantly=. So she's out and about by herself, and she spots a car with an open hood. She wanders over and clears her throat, but she doesn't do more than that--wouldn't want to startle him and make him mess something up, after all.]
[That's a funny story about the wine because Gil is every so picky about what kind of wine he's served and he's bitching out the drone bartender because he thinks it's crap.]
You call this wine, you mongrel? How dare you serve me watered down grape juice and call it fine alcohol.
1 /throws plotting out the windowclairvoyeurOctober 3 2010, 18:10:05 UTC
[Someone is brooding. Someone has been brooding since the incident at the Smiths' some days before. Having brooded in his 'own' home for long enough, that someone is on the move looking for somewhere else to brood.
That someone is Brad Crawford, who has managed to find himself in the park and is mildly interested in the idea of a game of chess. It's possible he'll have to wait until the crows win. It's also possible he'll have wandered on by then. Perhaps just a glance over the game with idle curiosity, then.]
[Well, there's this red head talking with two crows. One sits near him, on the edge of the chessboard, and the other on the opposite side, cawing at him and occasionally poking at pieces.]
[Would you believe Crawford's seen much, much more ridiculous things than a man playing chess with crows? Because he probably has. Repeatedly.
Usually he would just walk by without comment. The way his mind--all of Schwarz's mind, recently--has been tampered with completely, however, makes chess overly appealing. Only a total shut-down would prevent this part of his mind from being able to work forward into the future. So he'll be standing about a foot away examining the pieces with a faint look of familiar affection on his lips.]
[Oh hi there, fellow supposed-to-be-dead-person. Mokuren sees you talking to the crows in the park and feels kind of wistful. She hasn't been in Mayfield long, but she really hates not having her powers. What sucks the most is not being able to commune with plants, but not being able to commune with animals comes a close second.
What's a girl gotta do to get her powers back around here? Maybe this guy knows. So she walks up to him and attempts to make small-talk.]
But these ones are different. [That's a statement, not a question. As the lunar base's biologist, it had been Mokuren's job to study Earth's animals. She knew crows were the smartest birds on the planet, but they weren't typically smart enough to want to try their talons at chess.]
You're right. That's because they're also my familiars. The process tends to... bond you to each other, so they take an interest in whatever I'm up to.
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Yeah?
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Making improvements?
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Hnn. More like practicing at this point. Seeing what I can do.
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You call this wine, you mongrel? How dare you serve me watered down grape juice and call it fine alcohol.
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All the alcohol here is crap, pal. But it's better than nothing.
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That someone is Brad Crawford, who has managed to find himself in the park and is mildly interested in the idea of a game of chess. It's possible he'll have to wait until the crows win. It's also possible he'll have wandered on by then. Perhaps just a glance over the game with idle curiosity, then.]
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No, you'd be lousy at it.
Because you're a bird, that's why.
No!
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Usually he would just walk by without comment. The way his mind--all of Schwarz's mind, recently--has been tampered with completely, however, makes chess overly appealing. Only a total shut-down would prevent this part of his mind from being able to work forward into the future. So he'll be standing about a foot away examining the pieces with a faint look of familiar affection on his lips.]
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Now could you get the hell up already? I think someone ACTUALLY wants to play, dumbass. Yes! Shoo!
[The bird flies over to a nearby branch to sulk. The other stays close to his master.]
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What's a girl gotta do to get her powers back around here? Maybe this guy knows. So she walks up to him and attempts to make small-talk.]
Isn't it sort of unfair to play against a bird?
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I don't want to play against him, but he's insisting.
[The bird caws and flaps it wings in protest. Theo shoots it a frown.]
Honestly, all the animals you find in town act as empty-headed as the drones, so they're not exactly the best opponents anyway.
[The other crow chatters something at him. He rolls his eyes, and then pats it on the head.]
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Hah, this is pathetic. I'm tempted to use the post office just to get a good glass of wine.
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Don't think I haven't thought about it. But I don't trust them enough for an even halfway decent trade.
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