This Is Your Death

[inthebone]

It was supposed to all be over. Her Grandfather was back, and there wasn't any more need for Susan to be...in the family business, as it were. She could go back to being normal, and doing normal human things that didn't have anything to do with skulls or ravens or anything like that.

And if she still sometimes forgot that she was meant to be normal, and walked through a door, well...that was just a momentary lapse. She was normal most of the time, and if she just concentrated a little bit harder she was sure that she could manage to be normal all of the time as well, thank you very much.

So naturally, just when she was doing so well, it all had to go and get ruined.

OH, NO, she said with dismay, when she'd felt it settling on her as she walked out of the privy. The Duty. She wasn't supposed to be doing with! Not anymore, not with her Grandfather back! What on the Disc was her Grandfather doing, that she was getting pulled in again?

"If he's decided to...to take a day off I will...I will..." she started, before realising that following that sentence up with 'kill him' wasn't really possibly in this case. "I will tell him how disappointed I am, that's what I'll do!"

By the time she'd reached outside and called for Binky, her dreary school uniform had already transformed into the black dress she'd worn last time. And she found that suddenly, without her even realising it, there was a scythe in her arms.

"Can you take me to him?" she asked Binky, but he whinnied at her and butted his head at her pocked. She reached inside, and there was an hourglass. "Alright, alright, I'll do it. But you'd better take me to him straight after."

She looked at the hourglass. There was a name at the base - the name of someone who would soon have an appointment with Death. Or Susan Death, anyway.

[[ooc: Alright, so the idea here is that your character is dead, or about to die, and Susan has to come and reap them.]]

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[inthebone]

"What about their last names?" She says briskly, apparently missing the shy smile entirely. "I can find anyone, but I need to know their name. Their whole name."

[i_speak_softly]

That's a bizarre ability, but Don isn't going to question random superpowers.

"We're the Hamato clan."

[inthebone]

She's Death (or at least, she is at the moment). Death finds everyone, sooner or later.

"Right," she says, trying to sound authoritative. "Get on Binky, then."

She hops up herself, although there's no saddle. But Binky doesn't let people fall from his back.

[i_speak_softly]

"Uh." Don eyes the huge animal. "I don't really know anything about horseback riding."

[inthebone]

"You don't need to. Not for Binky," she says.

[i_speak_softly]

Um. Okay.

Don vaults up onto the horse, trying to land lightly. He wishes there was something to hold onto, but, well, he's a ninja. He'll figure it out.