#thanatos & artemis 02

[deathsknife]

Location: A covered table on Helicon, Kalavria week 1 Status: for @ohartemis​

Swear to Chaos, Than’s sticking to Hypnos’ prescribed alcohol allotment. He is. It’s for this reason he’s very specific with the bartender: two mottled pineapple margaritas, hold the tequila for one. Yes, he’s sure. No, he doesn’t appreciate the look the bartender slants at him. ( He’s not, actually, one hundred percent sure. That would have required asking Temi for her drink order and eating into their precious time to drink and complain ). 

He leaves a nice little tip, drax winking in the late afternoon sun, despite the – perceived – unwarranted judgement and cuts a path back to Temi and their perch at the edge of the world. Except – except Than pauses, assesses the identical drinks in their hands with a sharp downturn in his mouth. He sets them both down onto the table between them and assesses some more. Fuck. 

“One of these is virgin. Anyone’s guess which.”