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[buh_bye]

About 4 days after this Death sat at a table looking over a menu, it wasn't like he needed one. He was wearing his usual suit but instead of his cane a small scythe laid on the table. He might offer dinner to someone who sits with him. 



(OOC: The thread in the link is somewhat horrorsih, so if you scare easily or don't like the creep factor, I don't suggest clicking.)

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[runningred]

Jay's looking much healed (mostly by magic and vampire blood) and back to his normal self now that the dye is out of his white forelock. A forelock he touches in respect as he passes Death's table. "Evening sir."

[buh_bye]

"Hello, Jay," said Death, "Are you hungry?"

[runningred]

"Ravenous." He nods to the seat opposite Death, waiting for permission to sit. "How have you been?"

[buh_bye]

Death cocked his head.

"I have been well," he said, "Please sit."

He offered the menu to Jay.

[runningred]

"Thanks." He glances over the menu. "I didn't even know there was a menu, I just ordered whatever came to mind or as her for suggestions."

He looks it over. "Mind you, that steak sounds nice! I could probably do with some red meat."

[buh_bye]

"It is an affectation," said Death, "But sometimes I enjoy looking at them. Please order what you like."

Death smiled, "How are you?"

[runningred]

"And I'm sure she loves making interesting suggestions this way. Some of the descriptions are... colourful." He orders and grabs a soda, sipping it slowly.

"I'm... better than I was. It's been an eventful Christmas. More than I'd like."

[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Hannibal Lecter is around. He is Bound here, after all.

Specifically, he comes to Death's table today, and looks at him, head tilted in question like an auger of curiosity.

"Hello, Death," he says. "Care to tell me what that scene in the stacks was all about?"

[buh_bye]

"Sit," said Death. He offered the menu at the Hannibal.

He figured this human deserved most of the truth about what happened.

[cook_the_rude]

"No, thank you," Hannibal said. "I prefer to cook for myself. But perhaps I may order a glass of wine?"

[buh_bye]

"If you like," said Death. He flagged a rat and ordered a bacon cheeseburger with fries. He also ordered fried pickle chips as a starter.

[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Lecter ordered a red Cote du Provence wine.

[buh_bye]

Death cocked his head.

The wait wouldn't be long for their orders, but he didn't think that explanations over an empty table would be fitting.

"Ava," said Death, "is a soul from my world. And when she was alive, she did some very bad things."

[hadyougoing]

Ava hasn't had a great week, and catching sight of Death doesn't do much to improve matters.

After a heartbeat hesitation, she crosses towards his table, taking him in: suit, scythe, menu.


"You busy?"

[buh_bye]

"Sit," he said brandishing the menu at her.

Death owed her an explanation.

[hadyougoing]

Ava nods and pulls out a chair.

Slowly, she sits down.

[buh_bye]

"Please order something," he said, " I ran into Hannibal today."

He said this in passing, as if it were totally normal.

[hadyougoing]

Distantly, Ava replies, "Tea would be nice."

A pause.

"How was that?"

[buh_bye]

"He threatened me," said Death with obvious amusement, "You aren't hungry?"

[skeleton_king]

"Death."

Jack comes over from the bar.

"I have missed Christmas."

[buh_bye]

"You did," said Death, "Were the cells comfortable?"

[skeleton_king]

"They were not uncomfortable, merely boring." Jack says.

[buh_bye]

Death offered the Skeleton King the menu.

"Did you learn anything?" asked Death. There was also a small box on the table, it just was suddenly. He pushed it over to Jack. It was a holiday box complete with a bow and a tag with Jack's name on it.

[skeleton_king]

"I learned a lot of Christmas origami." Jack says.

He looks at the box and beams.

"Why thank you! I'm afraid all of mine were confiscated or escaped."

He opens it.

[buh_bye]

It is full of chocolates and cookies, the kind that don't spoil quickly.

"That is fine," said Death, "What about not kidnapping people?"