Well, you see, I had a great idea for a gift! I thought: what if I could give Thanatos silence without him having to just poof away? But neither of us has that kind of magic, exactly, so I asked some of the locals for a suggestion. I said, do you have anything that could stop someone from talking if they're a real chatterbox?
[Such friendly folk, knowing exactly what to give him.]
So they suggested this! Ta-dah! You can just put that right in my mouth!
[ The message was a surprise to Death. Sure, they had met a few times, seen each other around Haven, and McCoy even helped Thanatos when he was freed from the SLUTs center, but to receive a personal goodbye message from the mortal? Well, it was touching. ]
Ah. Thank you. I too enjoyed meeting you Bones. I hope you take this as reassurance and not a threat but, I will see you again. I'll come for you sooner than later.
I'd like that Than. Ya a man who I won't mind seein when it comes. But don't think ya can't drop by before then if ya want. We have good conversations.
[ True to her word, Saraβs ready by 8 on the dot. Sheβs showered and dressed down in a black tanktop and a pair of jeans, washing a pair of wine glasses before she picks out a bottle of red while she waits for him to arrive. Thereβs music playing faintly from the living room, which is large and spacious, if not sparsely decorated after Barry had moved out. ]
[ Death can be postponed at times, but he always comes eventually. Much like tonight. Shortly after 8, the God arrives at her door and before he can knock or ring a bell or do whatever it is mortals do when they come calling, he instead sighs, giving in to the inevitable as the bell tolls loudly right at her front door. ]
π~Guh-dong~π
[ Honestly, it's not like he intentionally does it, it just sort of happens whenever he teleports somewhere like he did just now. Hovering there, waiting for her to answer, tempted to simply phase through and into her living space, but that would be rude now, wouldn't it?
He was dressed as he usually was, very little covering him under that long silky cloak of his, the tips of his toes just a few inches off the ground as he hovered almost impatiently to say he was a tad late. ]
ONCE YOU'VE BEEN BOMBED, YOU HAVE TO BOMB 8 OTHER PEOPLE! IF YOU GET BOMBED AGAIN YOULL KNOW YOUR REALLY SEXY!!1 IF YOU DIFFUSE THE SEX BOMB CHAIN, YOULL SUFFER A VERY UNSEXY BRAIN INJURY! BOMB WHOEVER YOU THINK IS SEXY!!
DUPLICITY CITATION No. 19133 Violation: Violent Public Disruption and Murder of a SIN Guard Fine: $2000 + 1 week jail + 3 weeks probation Payments must be received within 30 calendar days, or debts will be handed over to the Remittance Facility.
[Thanatos will find a bottle of golden colored wine with a purple bow around the neck of it and a little plastic charm of Mort, as well as a box of pomegranate candy waiting for him as a gift. There is also a note from Idia,] I donβt know if you like to eat like Hypnos does, if not, consider these an offering to you.
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Brother! I got this for you since everyone is exchanging gifts today!
(late but with love~)
[ Taking the gift and turning it over in his hands, a puzzled expression over his very so serious face. ]
so much love!!!
[Such friendly folk, knowing exactly what to give him.]
So they suggested this! Ta-dah! You can just put that right in my mouth!
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Ah hi Thanatos
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Would you mind very much at all if I were to call you instead?
Only, this technology. I struggle with keeping up with it.
text to voice
[And a moment later,]
Ah, hi? Again? I guess?
[Ehhh, text was easier for Idia to deal with but... this is fine. If Thanatos needed it.]
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Hey. I just wanted ta say I liked meetin ya, an I wish ya good luck goin home.
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Ah. Thank you. I too enjoyed meeting you Bones. I hope you take this as reassurance and not a threat but, I will see you again. I'll come for you sooner than later.
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AAAHHHHH!]
OMFG I DID NOT SEND THAT IM SORRY WTF HAPPEND I SWAR IT NOT ME!!1!
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text > action sorry no sorry!
this is wonderful
Poor Idia Lol!!
suffferrrr
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Nor did I know you had tits big or otherwise.
Part of me wonders if this isn't some sort of prank.
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text; @madonna4ever (event misfire)
or sitting on someone elses???
can make this happen for you tonight if you're in~
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I also can't say I ever expected this sort of correspondence from you.
All things considered, I should think this may be a prank?
Failing that, then yes. I am in tonight.
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A prompt visit
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[ Honestly, it's not like he intentionally does it, it just sort of happens whenever he teleports somewhere like he did just now. Hovering there, waiting for her to answer, tempted to simply phase through and into her living space, but that would be rude now, wouldn't it?
He was dressed as he usually was, very little covering him under that long silky cloak of his, the tips of his toes just a few inches off the ground as he hovered almost impatiently to say he was a tad late. ]
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Text; un: smokinbomb
( ) ) * )\ ) ( /( ( ( /( ( ` ( (()/(( )\()) ( )\ )\()) )\))( ( )\ /(_))\ ((_)\ )((_|(_)\ ((_)()\ )((_) (_))((_)__((_) ((_)_ ((_)(_()((_|(_)_ / __| __\ \/ / | _ )/ _ \| \/ || _ ) \__ \ _| > < | _ \ (_) | |\/| || _ \ |___/___/_/\_\ |___/\___/|_| |_||___/ONCE YOU'VE BEEN BOMBED, YOU HAVE TO BOMB 8 OTHER PEOPLE! IF YOU GET BOMBED AGAIN YOULL KNOW YOUR REALLY SEXY!!1 IF YOU DIFFUSE THE SEX BOMB CHAIN, YOULL SUFFER A VERY UNSEXY BRAIN INJURY! BOMB WHOEVER YOU THINK IS SEXY!!
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ATTN: THANATOS
Violation: Violent Public Disruption and Murder of a SIN Guard
Fine: $2000 + 1 week jail + 3 weeks probation
Payments must be received within 30 calendar days, or debts will be handed over to the Remittance Facility.
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Winter holiday gift