Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27461238-20151012234458/@comment-27260597-20151021191822

DatAsymptote wrote: "Mixing things up, say?" Death arched an eyebrow. He lowered and quitened his voice. "If it's not too much to ask, how are you going to mix things up? I mean, it is common amongst guardians to not let our children suffer, but getting that past the authorities is a different matter."

"Rebel," the Reaper considered the word. "Honestly? Not a bad idea... not a bad idea at all. I myself am sick of getting mocked by my colleagues for 'perishing physicians and dying doctors'. I'm sure they don't mean too ill but..." He sighed. "Surely you must understand how painful it is, raising your children with blood and tears, building from rock bottom to the highest canopies, only to watch your hard work, your dedication flicker dead like a snuffed candle, and have that snuffing out done by yourself, no less?" "Yes," Poseidon shook his head sadly. "I have lived for long and longer still, and it pains me to see anyone with that much potential perish, with a prewritten death too." He considered the Reaper's question. "Well... I honestly would love to see how things turn out for the little one if she didn't have to die. I've raised generations of her ancestors, and safe to say, wondering about their futures is something I've done quite a lot." He continued slowly. "As for mixing things up, I don't know exactly how this whole destiny thing works, but I'm sure there's a loophole or some sort of way we can not let our children go and die and just watch..." He considered this before quickly saying, "No, I just don't know what came over me- just, forget it," He looked over where his goddaughter was mingling. "Maybe we'll have an answer when this feud is over."