[04: video] - I know you said he's just a dog astray

[The impact with the ground triggers the PCD's on button and the video flicks on. The camera has landed against a rock or something, giving it a skewed view of the sky, of skeletal trees and grey clouds. There's movement though, against the trees. A familiar figure, usually careless and flippant, with a pet name and some irritating compliment on his lips. This time, however, Thomas looked focused, and he moves with lean, predatory grace as the cavalry saber in his hands gleams silver. He's moving between the stand of anemic trees, sparring against invisible opponents, practicing or reliving some old encounter, every so often the saber biting through a tree limb to send it to the ground.

The feed continues in this vein for a few minutes, before a sweep of silver above the PCD sends a skeletal tree branch falling on top of the PCD, obscuring its view once more.
moment of serenity

[scene] - I'm gunning down romance It never did a thing for me

The tombstones popped up overnight like mushrooms after rain. Thomas had ignored them at first, dismissing them as another quirk of the strange place he'd found himself. He'd been busy anyway, rearming himself with a rough, rust-pitted kukri he salvaged and an old cavalry saber. It didn't fit quite as well in his hand as his own did, but that would change. In time.

So it wasn't until the second or third day that he took the time to look at the tombstones themselves. He wouldn't have then, even, if a glint of gold hadn't caught his eye. A pentacle of gold set in white marble. Directly above it, the words HERE LIES HARRY DRESDEN,. Below, HE DIED DOING THE RIGHT THING. Once Thomas saw those words, his eye never stopped seeking them out even as he forced himself to look away. Which was how he noticed the other tombstone.

It wasn't as well cared for, simple grey stone instead of polished marble, worn and covered in a thick coat of moss and ivy. Only two words could be read amid the ivy and crumbling stone, but they were more than enough to convince Thomas he didn't want to see the rest. JUSTINE... BELOVED. And no matter how quickly he walked away from the pair of tombstones, the twin monuments to his greatest failures, he would find them again in the fog, appearing ahead the moment he thought they had been left behind.

It was fitting, somehow.
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keeping decent

[02: video] - Life is fraughtless, when you're thoughtless

[About five minutes ago, a sharp popping sound could have been heard from one of the emptier buildings in the city. And only now does the video come on, with Thomas looking disheveled, to put it mildly. He's got yellow pulp clinging to his hair, and his clothes are clinging to him again, this time covered in what looks like apple juice.]

[still, he doesn't look particularly embarrassed, just a little sheepishly smirky]

So, fermenting apple cider explodes. Who knew.

[ooc: on-line or off, either is fine. He'll be cleaning up his mess for a good long while, plenty of time for multiple people to drop by.]
even more drinking

[01: video] - I hold out for one more drink Before I think I’m looking too desperately

[The video flicks on to reveal a dark haired man, grey eyed and looking somewhere between weary and pissed. He's also soaked to the skin, his shirt plastered to a just-muscular-enough chest and dark dark hair dripping wetly into his eyes. For someone who looks like he's been wandering in the rain for an hour or so, Thomas still manages to look very attractive. Some people can just pull off the drowned rat look, it would seem. He eyes the camera skeptically, the swings it wide to show a couple of dilapidated buildings.]

Who the hell moved the liquor store?

[The fact that he doesn't even seem to be in Chicago anymore? Doesn't seem to bother Thomas for the moment.]

Application for secondcityrpg

[OOC Information]
Name: Lyra
AIM / E-mail / LiveJournal: lyrangalia for everything ever.
What characters do you play here already, if any? None yet

[IC Information]
Character Name: Thomas Raith
Series: The Dresden Files
Gender: Male
Age: early to mid 40s, looks in his 20s

Species: White Court Vampire

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bedroom eyes

Application for xi_rpg

NAME: Lyra
AGE: 25
EMAIL ADDRESS: lyrangalia at gmail dot com
OTHER CHARACTERS: Lara Raith (truewhitequeen )

NAME: Thomas Raith
SOURCE: The Dresden Files, book-verse
AGE: 21
ROLE: Currently works two jobs in Salem Center under the name Thomas Romany: a receptionist at the Salem Center House of Hair during weekdays, and a barista at Starbucks at night. Eventually will become a student/teaching assistant/residential advisor at the Xavier Institute.

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