Memento Mori

sunshineandsemtex:

[Ryoji’s thought patterns are actually almost disgustingly adorable, and Jim resettles the feathers of his wings, the motion seeming instinctual.]

I’d take care of your language, my dear- taking me and having me are two entirely different things.

[He smiles, and there’s a momentary spark of something ageless and greedy in his eyes, a vestigal piece of what Death used to be before it was given a human body and a human name and the first bit of humanity that softened it until it became what Ryoji is now.]

Death has everyone, one way or another. Time delivers us all to the same place. So one day, when your mortality comes to greet you, I will take you. And I will cross the river with you. And you will be in my domain, and I will have you.

[His grin turns silly again, and oops. Back to normal!] So, I believe my language was correct this time!