[There's a very small knock on the door. A rabbit was standing just outside of it, a wagon behind her with a cake the size for normal human consumption, not rabbit sized, was on it. Judy had help from the apartment staff, of course, but this was a delivery she wanted to make personally as much as possible!
The cake was a carrot cake, she didn't know Thanatos's palette, so it had been a guess. Something mildly sweet as a thank you. She waited nervously at the door, foot tapping rapidly as she pocketed her carrot pen and notebook with the address for Thanatos.]
[First off, he would like to know how she found him. He hardly makes his location public and she would have had to go to some effort to track him down to Hypnos' house.
His brother isn't in and he normally wouldn't answer the door, but Judy will only have to wait a minute before she has the death god standing (floating) in front of her, looking ever-so-slightly curious to see her there.]
There's another soul here- or rather, Hythlodaeus thinks, there is the suggestion of aether that lacks a definitive soul, but is yet similar all the same. That intrigues him far more than anything else here, so he sweeps over and smiles at the man he comes across.
"I was not expecting to run into another here."
His eyes, glowing brightly in the dim light of the graveyard, fix upon Thanatos curiously. Everything about the man screams that he doesn't wish to be disturbed, but since when has that stopped Hythlodaeus?
The work that has been done to the graveyard has done much to settle the spirits whose bodies rest there, but some of them remain restless and likely will no matter what is done to improve the conditions of their afterlife.
Thanatos has little quarrel with such spirits so long as they aren't trying to cause problems for anybody else. Hythlodaeus would find him perched on a tomb with his scythe held loosely in one hand, seemingly engaged in conversation with someone that would only be very thinly visible to his aether sight.
The death god glances to the side, barely looking at him.
"I can indeed." He gestures to the spirit, unaware of their impatience. "I can perceive their soul, if nothing else."
He moves idly over to a gravestone, considering sitting on it before deciding it would be disrespectful, perhaps. He instead brushes it off and stands by it, hand gently resting atop it.
Thanatos can see them clear as day, but for someone not so connected to Death as he to even be able to sense them... Well, he knows that some humans possess the skill, in small ways. It isn't something he has ever really involved himself in, personally.
Too busy with his work.
"This place is teeming with restless spirits, unwilling to move on for one reason or another."
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Shortly after the bubble incident
Date: 2025-11-30 05:03 pm (UTC)The cake was a carrot cake, she didn't know Thanatos's palette, so it had been a guess. Something mildly sweet as a thank you. She waited nervously at the door, foot tapping rapidly as she pocketed her carrot pen and notebook with the address for Thanatos.]
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Date: 2025-12-08 01:10 am (UTC)His brother isn't in and he normally wouldn't answer the door, but Judy will only have to wait a minute before she has the death god standing (floating) in front of her, looking ever-so-slightly curious to see her there.]
at the abandoned graveyard
Date: 2025-12-21 05:18 pm (UTC)"I was not expecting to run into another here."
His eyes, glowing brightly in the dim light of the graveyard, fix upon Thanatos curiously. Everything about the man screams that he doesn't wish to be disturbed, but since when has that stopped Hythlodaeus?
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Date: 2025-12-26 07:44 pm (UTC)Thanatos has little quarrel with such spirits so long as they aren't trying to cause problems for anybody else. Hythlodaeus would find him perched on a tomb with his scythe held loosely in one hand, seemingly engaged in conversation with someone that would only be very thinly visible to his aether sight.
The death god glances to the side, barely looking at him.
"Nor was I."
It's part of why he comes here.
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Date: 2025-12-26 08:54 pm (UTC)"If you are having a conversation, I can leave... how curious that you can hear them, however."
He can only see the suggestion of the aether there, and that's it. He most certainly cannot speak with the dead. What an intriguing talent!
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Date: 2026-01-01 02:53 pm (UTC)"Chthonian deities have a connection to the dead that most others do not."
Then his attention slides back to the spirit, who is (slightly impatiently) waiting for their conversation to continue.
"But you can perceive them. I find that more curious."
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Date: 2026-01-02 03:26 pm (UTC)"I can indeed." He gestures to the spirit, unaware of their impatience. "I can perceive their soul, if nothing else."
He moves idly over to a gravestone, considering sitting on it before deciding it would be disrespectful, perhaps. He instead brushes it off and stands by it, hand gently resting atop it.
"There are a few here, lingering."
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Date: 2026-01-07 11:51 pm (UTC)"You are correct."
Thanatos can see them clear as day, but for someone not so connected to Death as he to even be able to sense them... Well, he knows that some humans possess the skill, in small ways. It isn't something he has ever really involved himself in, personally.
Too busy with his work.
"This place is teeming with restless spirits, unwilling to move on for one reason or another."
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Date: 2026-01-08 01:14 am (UTC)He smiles then.
"A job that was almost assigned to me, but... ah, I do not possess half of the power he does."
Though he is powerful in his own right, he knows full well that there is none more powerful on Etheirys than Emet-Selch.