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isleofavalon2021-08-25 09:34 pm
inevitablerest) wrote in isleofavalon2021-08-25 09:34 pm
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🧙 WHO: Thanatos & Zagreus
⚔️️ WHAT: Just two awkward af gods being awkward af
🕒 WHEN: Non-specified time in August
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: None yet
***
[It's been a while since the mirrors, what his reflection had said, and what Zagreus had heard. He hasn't addressed it and, in classic fashion for himself, hasn't even tried to. Emotions are difficult enough without complicating matters. But it still bothers him. The idea that he's only doing what is expected of him isn't entirely untrue, though it's not because he doesn't want to do those things.]
Zag?
[When he steps into their shared home, ducking slightly to get through the door, he has a parcel in one hand which he very carefully places on the low table in the living area. He straightens up and looks at the bag, the contents carefully concealed with thin paper, and a tiny frown worries at his brow for a moment.
Not an unusual expression, to be sure.]
Zagreus! [He calls again, this time a little louder.
Mm... is he even home?]
⚔️️ WHAT: Just two awkward af gods being awkward af
🕒 WHEN: Non-specified time in August
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: None yet
***
[It's been a while since the mirrors, what his reflection had said, and what Zagreus had heard. He hasn't addressed it and, in classic fashion for himself, hasn't even tried to. Emotions are difficult enough without complicating matters. But it still bothers him. The idea that he's only doing what is expected of him isn't entirely untrue, though it's not because he doesn't want to do those things.]
Zag?
[When he steps into their shared home, ducking slightly to get through the door, he has a parcel in one hand which he very carefully places on the low table in the living area. He straightens up and looks at the bag, the contents carefully concealed with thin paper, and a tiny frown worries at his brow for a moment.
Not an unusual expression, to be sure.]
Zagreus! [He calls again, this time a little louder.
Mm... is he even home?]