A certain Death God still isn't feeling the greatest.

Head buried in the covers, he tries to will his headache to go away, but...that coupled with how weak he is and his stomach. This is just getting to be too much.

Chicken soup or Theraflu will not help, but you're welcome to try anyway.

[pretend this is totally just after to Avatars of Doom ( Read more... )

Looks like somebody shanghaied the Mall kitchen for today.

And also brought in a ton of cookbooks. Yes.

The sounds coming from the kitchen indicate that whoever's in there, he sounds pretty goddamn busy.

Investigate?

[open to everyone. Ryoji-toast needs to get his cooking groove back. It's been thousands of years, you guys!]

Well, that whole Capslock of Rage thing at the Mall didn't treat Thanatos kindly.

No sir.

One would think that he's be used to certain abuses, given his History, but everyone in the Mall is usually so nice.

So...yeah.

Sitting on the Dorm roof, roosting thinking...

Clearly he should be bothered.

Yes.

So.

An ordinary day, yes? Usual routine for Thanatos.

Wake up, check himself in the mirror, fix his wi-

...

Where...Where are his wings?

...Where's his sword? It was next to the bed, wasn't it ( Read more... )