thanatos ( @morteuse ) — i will tell you, this is a recent dissolution.
she would much prefer to have this conversation in any situation than in the dirt and unable to move. the memory of being struck hard on the base of her skull bubbles to the front of her foggied mind, full of death's cloying murkiness. the paralysis should only be temporary if it was not the killing blow (if it was, that was a bigger issue). the being that hovers over her is familiar and not at the same time; a smell intimately known like a lost lover on another's person. laureline knows what he is and what he speaks of without needing to think too hard — thank whatever god might still hear her prayers. she has only ever known the aspect and never thought she would meet another form of death. if they had any idea of how this all worked, it wasn't like this. ❛ is this a promotion of some kind, then? ❜ her throat is bone dry, lips barely moving as she draws on muscle memory from a different lifetime. ❛ two hundred years of service, and i get a humanoid rather than something non-corporeal to speak with? ❜
