controlsthedie: concept sketch of Thanatos (You'll be killed by what'cha don't know)
Thanatos, Death Incarnate ([personal profile] controlsthedie) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2021-03-04 07:29 pm

Seasons don't fear the reaper

Who: Thanatos & OTA
Where: sleeper/passenger car hallways, greenhouse, training gym
When: Kazoo, Day 2 or 3 (after Jack's "Musical" Mayhem, before dance)
What: Death is being a dork: chores, flower growing, sword practice
Warnings: none


Chores: Death approaches the dust

[ A new month means a new type of chore assignment, apparently. At least this one doesn't need someone coaching Thanatos on what to do. He takes to the passenger area first, dressed in the train's standard blue hoodie and cargo pants to keep his own stuff clean. (Zagreus wanted to wear red not blue, so Thanatos just gave him the spare red hoodie he had.) Floating towards the ceiling with a feather duster in his hand, Thanatos gets to work.

Thanatos may not have paid much attention to Dusa while she worked (or at all really...), but he knows that she was always up high dusting the rafters. Sorry if he startles anyone going through a door to see legs dangling down. He's dusting the top of the door frame.
]

Greenhouse: Thanatos's Poppy Pot has sprouted!

[ Done with chores for the time being, Thanatos has returned to his usual way of dressing (chthonic death god style) and is crouched low to the floor. Mort is perched at the edge of a pot. They stare at nine tiny points of green pushing out of the soil. Thanatos is smiling, awestruck. (An expression that wasn't as rare when he was a godling days ago.) ]

They sprouted… they actually sprouted....

[ Thanatos speaks softly as if he fears being too loud would bring destruction upon them. Green. Growth. Life. He thought they would never sprout. They would never grow. Yet, here they were. Poppies, his and Hypnos's shared symbol, growing in this pot. Nurtured by Death of all people. ]

What do you think, Mort? Do they need more water?

Training gym: Trying not to float like a butterfly

[ There should be a mission coming up soon, and Thanatos is determined not to have a repeat of the last time. He had lost his powers, his divinity, and had become useless. He would have been a liability if other passengers hadn't come to his aid.

Gods, if Thanatos froze like that while Zagreus needed his help.... No. That's not going to happen. He's going to make sure that he can still fight, still protect… well, more than just Zagreus. It's still strange to think that he's developing a new role for himself on this train.

He summons his sword, not his scythe, and sets his feet upon the ground. Thanatos starts with a few basic motions when he notices he has company.
]

Pardon me. I'm not taking too much space, am I?
ourtomorrow: (Default)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2021-04-08 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
Hooray!!

[ Wormmon bounds for Thanatos's legs. If not stopped, or avoided, he plans to Nuzzle.

He plans to Nuzzle so much. This tall man looked like he needed a friend, and so does Ken-chan. Wormmon feels he has done good work today. ]
ourtomorrow: (DGMN02bd_EP42_14193)

everyone needs a wormmon. just following quietly behind and Believing.

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2021-04-09 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ken is a little startled too - but after a second, his mouth closes, he smiles, and he nods at Thanatos. It's okay. Wormmon is affectionate.

Wormmon being affectionate to people other than him is a sign he's gotten braver, too, so Ken's quite proud of his bug. ]
ourtomorrow: (:j)

i'll fund it

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2021-04-11 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
You too....Thanks for letting us.

Nice to meet you.

[ Wormmon has backed off politely, because he is a cuddlebug with good manners. ]
ourtomorrow: (observe)

damn straight

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2021-04-13 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Today Ken has learned: Death is thoughtful and considerate. It might not be his world's Death, but in its own way, that's comforting.

He's smiling as he and Wormmon return to their own duties. ]