✵ I won't let pain turn my heart into something ugly

[cantgetanyworse]

🧙 WHO: Jane Porter (cantgetanyworse), Thanatos (inevitablerest), Poison (writtendestiny), Red Wine (judgementor), & Mogget (themogget)... and perhaps you.
⚔️️ WHAT: September event aftermath/closed top levels, and October catch-all.
🕒 WHEN: Last week of September and through October.
🗺️ WHERE: Noted in prompts.
⚠️ WARNINGS: Warned where required.


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✵ Jane Porter
  + [CLOSED] for Walter
  + [CLOSED] for Hypnos

✵ Thanatos
  + [CLOSED] for Zagreus
  + [CLOSED] for Hypnos

✵ Poison
  +

✵ Red Wine
  +

✵ Mogget
  +

Comments

for Zagreus (@bloodandlife)

[inevitablerest]

[Without any real emotional connection to Celliwig, or to the fate of the people there, Thanatos pits himself against the dragon with only the intention of ensuring as few deaths as possible. He has the advantage over some when the thing takes to flight in being able to go up along with it, but the fight is more wearing on him than he ever thought it might be.

And still, even with the effort turned towards it, they don't succeed.

Thanatos sits at the edge of the smouldering ruins of the town with his scythe laid down at his feet, his clothes ripped and blood soaking through the fabric in several places. He's... hurting in a way that's entirely unfamiliar to him, even being as it is that he's not unfamiliar with the concept of being beaten in general. His head is aching too, though he expects that's more from the over-exertion of magic than anything else. Or perhaps it's the smoke.

He looks up, his attention moving sluggishly across the wreckage in front of him. He'll just... He just needs a minute, then he'll get up.]

[bloodandlife]

[Zagreus goes after the dragon because he considers himself a veteran hydra slayer, which from everything he's been told is just a dragon with more heads that can't fly. Even if that weren't the case, he would have gone simply because he's a strong combatant and they need those to stop the dragon from destroying the city. Of course, it doesn't hurt that Thanatos is going, too; they do spar, of course, but it just isn't quite the same as fighting for real alongside him.

A fight becoming dire is nothing new for Zag, either, and he manages to keep up with it somewhat in flight with buoying gusts of wind. But when that white-haired woman - who definitely seems to know what she's doing - asks all the blood mages to band together and slow the dragon down, Zagreus joins them. It takes him away from Thanatos' side long enough that by the time the battle is over and quite thoroughly lost, he has to hunt the god of death down to find him again.

When he does, he races toward him across the rubble, heedless of his own injuries and the way his vision swims a little after so much continuous magic. He's so used to being bloodied and beaten that his own wounded state barely registers, but...]

Thanatos! There you are!

[He skids to a halt just in front of Death, eyes wide with dismay.]

Oh, no...is that--Than, are you all right?

[inevitablerest]

[The pit of his stomach jolts when he hears the worry in Zagreus' voice. He looks up, forcing himself to sit up a little straighter despite the way doing so pulls on a couple of small, congealing injuries that are trying to stick to his clothes.]

I'm fine.

[He isn't fine, but he pushes himself to his feet (markedly leaving his scythe on the ground) and places his hands on Zagreus' shoulders. Thanatos is bleeding, but so is Zagreus, and Thanatos knows which one he cares more about at this moment in time.]

No need to worry about me. Are you all right?