Thanatos and Orpheus // Private Thread for the Win

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[Continued from here. Thanatos holds his yellow scarf to his chest with one hand as he also clutches onto Orpheus. He was still wet, and so shivering from the freezing cold rain, but at least Erebus' roars were fading now that they're on the same universe as the Velvet Mall... Otherwise, there's only that terrible thudding in his chest as his heart struggles to relax from the onslaught of pain he had just gone through. He was mostly quiet except for a few strained gasping noises while Orpheus carried him.]

It's so cold...

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[Sets the warm clothes down next to Orpheus and proceeds to strip off his wet suit and under shirt before wrapping the towel around him and rubbing him as dry as Thanatos possibly can get him. He's trying to hold in his panic as his Assistant convulses like that. Shh shh Orpheus it will be all right. Once he's dry enough Thanatos slips on the warm shirt. It didn't matter that Orpheus was dead, this was his best friend suffering like this. Anyway, same steps are going again only with Orpheus' pants now. Strip, dry, then slide the other pair of sweatpants onto him. There. Now there's just his wet hair, but Thanatos' wasn't all that better, so simply just have a towel wrapping around the blue hair before Thanatos stands up and tries to get Orpheus up with him as well. To the futon!]

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[And somewhere behind that black miasma obscuring his vision was that other figure moving around frantically. 'You'll get yourself even more sick doing that kind of thing.' But the words still won't come out. Even feeling his actions everything was too far gone, nerve endings probably shorting out to try and ease the pain even if it wouldn't help. It wasn't right to make him do all this. Especially after having to deal with Erebus at the beach and still being affected by that storm and now this. Stupid stupid stupid why did this body have to give out halfway through I could've made it the rest. But no. And that gives way to the quietest of whispers in a dying voice, and only the first half of "sorry" before it dies off into a whimper and another set of pained coughs leaving more bloodstains on the ground. But then the eyes close and... silence. March 6th moment, be back later. Though at least you can tell he's still alive with the constant seizures under Erebus' onslaught.]

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[Wraps his arms around Orpheus for a moment into a tight hug. At least now the both of them were dry enough... He then shifts and drags Orpheus to the bed, his lungs starting to wheeze, though he ignores since Orpheus had dragged him all the way there to the dorm room in the first place. This small distance was nothing to Thanatos. Once close, Thanatos lays Orpheus on the futon and proceeds to lay down with him before tucking the two of them in between the blanets. Sure, Orpheus was still cold, but Thanatos didn't care about that as he finally allows himself to collapse on Orpheus' chest. He wheezes for awhile and closes his eyes, trying to calm his still thudding heart as Orpheus' seizures under him.]

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[It's always like living through some horrible nightmare. This side of the connection again... two years younger, still in that uniform, staring down blankly at those visible wires digging into his skin that he feels every single day on the other side. Suddenly unable to move against the restraints save for grabbing onto them even tighter to brace against the inevitable. But the pain searing his hands was nothing like when that monstrosity bears down on him, trying to yank the seal itself off the door. Knuckles white in their grip, blood ever-flowing from the open wounds. Don't scream because that makes the seizures on the other end even worse... Other side.

You're still there, right? Still safe from this thing? It takes a moment to find the concentration needed to do, especially harder against that constant banging and the roars, but still managing to mentally reach out back through that lifeline Igor created and touch down on the one left behind. I'm sorry so sorry I'll be back soon to take care of you I promise

Silence. No movement except for the constant spasms of the assistant beneath you, but you could almost swear there's still someone there. Arms wrapped around you tightly in an embrace to ease your pain, warm tears falling against your head to calm you down. Or maybe there's nothing even there...]