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Thanatos and Orpheus // Private Thread for the Win

[Continuation from this awkward thread, of course. Thanatos brings Orpheus back to the dorm room and proceeds to set him down on the futon. Of course, he didn't bother to untie the yellow scarf from around Orpheus' eyes. Orpheus also gets to be treated to complete silence for a moment before there are sounds of Thanatos slipping off his black suit. He then sits on the futon right behind Orpheus and finds his hands against Orpheus' temples as he begins to pet. There's even a slight smile to his words once he speaks.] If you couldn't tell, we're at the dorm room now. You'll be all right...

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[What do you mean snap out of what?Maybe his would take longer to wear off...? Hell, his voice was still cracking when he yelled just before, and even now there was that painful burning sensation reminiscent of when you'd contract strep throat as a child. Yeah, that's gotta be it. Wouldn't be him. No, couldn't. It's just the stupid mall it's not him it's not him it's no-

Train of thought derailed yet again, only this time by an involuntary shudder at the nails, immediately biting his tongue to stifle any sounds that would follow. Just keep up that mental mantra of it's not him it's not him he wouldn't do this and those last words bring up enough sense of self to swing the arm just now broken free up to try and hit you upside the head with enough force as he could muster. Accursed mall, how dare you make him say such things. Come on, sir, get a grip already! Because admitting this is of your own free will... Nonono It's not him it's not him]

[Thanatos was about to continue massaging Orpheus' back when he suddenly gets hit upside the head with enough force to knock his head back with a loud 'clonk.' It also seems the hit was able to force Thanatos back to normal because right after he's hit, he cries out and moves off of Orpheus in a panic. ... In which he then falls off of the futon and crawls backwards until he can't crawl back anymore. Please hold, Thanatos is going to keep his back to the wall and struggle not to flip out as what he was just doing floods back into his conscious. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck what was he even doing Orpheus was never going to forgive him for this.]

[A few seconds just frozen in place. Was aiming on instinct, but it actually connected? And it got him off... Yeah, cue sitting bolt upright and yanking off the blindfold, wincing a bit at the light until his eyes adjust. Just going to stare at the scarf for a moment, breathing just a bit ragged and tremors shaking his whole body. Funny thing about a fight-or-flight response: while useful in a short-term moment of acute stress, when remained in for too long there are numerous negative effects. But we can ignore that.

It takes a few more seconds afterwards to realize that Thanatos was missing. Where? Looks up to lock eyes on the other now curled up against the wall. Blink. Forgive the slow response time. Blame the aforementioned phenomena for it.] ... Are you all right now?

[Clutches at his face.] No...

[What now? Even in the current adrenaline-deprived stupor, that much gets through.] No?

No, no... I didn't mean to, I... [Digs his nails into his skin deep enough to cause a small amount of blood to flow.] I don't know what came over me! This is all my fault, how could I let that happen to you? I never would have done that to you...

[There's a slight wince at the sudden bloodletting before lowering his gaze back to the floor. Would go over to try and console you, but you'd probably just back away anyway. Not to mention the constant tremors were making it hard to sit up straight, let alone standing or walking. But...]

I know that already. Relax.

[Struggles to relax at Orpheus words. Breathes in. Breathes out...] Orpheus, I-I'm so sorry...

Edited 2009-05-09 05:03 (UTC)

I know it wasn't you... [Spoken calmly enough, if you ignore that underlying strain that reeks of a certain cosmic horror. If there is ever a face to lay blame on for this? Hello, misplaced aggression. And not the good kind.]

Will you be all right...? I-Is there anything I can do?

I'm fine. [Says the one still shaking.] I'm more concerned with your sake, actually... You're always so hard on yourself about things like this.

Of course I'm always hard on myself like this, I deserve it... Especially now.

No, you don't. If was the mall's influence that did it. You are not responsible.

[And have that strange aura from before of 'Do not fight me on this one'. Because I will make you agree if I have to.]

[Is silent for a moment as he rubs at his eyes and ends up smearing blood across his face. Whoops. Oh well. Looks down at his bloody hands as he droops forwards.] Can I still touch you...? I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable...

... [If that wasn't so morbid, it might actually be amusing. Come over here so I can clean your face off before you make it worse.] Of course.

All right... [Sniffs and gets up so he can walk towards Orpheus. Once he's at the futon he flops his butt down onto it and leans against Orpheus' chest.]

[Has to keep his gaze on the floor, since watching any movement would make the migraine worse. But at least the shaking's stopping. And the moment you sit down, there's one arm wrapped around you in a half-embrace, the other one giving you a handkerchief to wipe your face with. And judging from the lack of bloodstains, it's not the one from before.] You look like an extra from a horror film.

... I do? [Looks at Orpheus in shock for a moment before he ends up just snorting in complete laughter at that comment. At the same time he also takes the handkerchief offered by Orpheus and wipes at his face until it is also bloodstained like Orpheus' last one was. Poor Orpheus, always having to replace those articles of fabric. ...Next time just get a red one.]

[Like he cares. Pocket dimension, yo. Though you actually do get him to sit up and stare at you, eyes somewhat unfocused. ... Did I say something?] ...?

[Once his face and hands are as clean as possible... Thanatos cocks his head at Orpheus before he then just goes back to settling against Orpheus' chest.] Thanks... I feel better now.

Good. [And that's all the warning you get before he falls back to laying on the futon, just waiting calmly for the last bits of adrenaline backlash to go away. It's a lot more comfier now that you're no longer insane.]

[Proceeds to flop right on Orpheus and closes his eyes.] Mm...

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