Funeral Service for Adaman and Hodaka Morishima

[giddyundertaker]

[ An hour or two after the first trial's end, Hild and the Undertaker set out to invite as many people as possible to the Restaurant for the funerals of our dearly departed friends.

Why the restaurant of all places? Because there aren't enough chairs and tables elsewhere.

Indeed, some of the tables have been moved against the wall to make room for the seats. The chairs have been set up in four rows of six, like an improvised theater or a church. To the side, a small buffet has been set up courtesy of Obi, Mafuyu, and Hild. As for the main event? Two tables have been set up and decorated in black fabric and white flowers. In lieu of a live viewing, two drawings referenced from the profiles have been set up in the center of funeral wreaths... They're not the best, due to the artist's handicaps, but it does look like Adaman and Hodaka at least.]

Comments

[onemillion]

I hope you can hear us, Adaman. There's much I wish I could say to you, but I will leave it at this: thank you. We will never forget you or what you've done here. My hope is that your journey is a safe one, and that one day you will be reunited with all those you hold dear.

[His hands are shaking, but his voice remains steady.]

[sixthnonsense]

[Hagakure takes in another breath to ground himself before breaking his stance to…ah. If Rossiu is okay with it, he puts a hand on his shoulder. He’s not the greatest at offering legitimate comfort, but he’s trying.]

You did really good, Ross.

[onemillion]

[He doesn't flinch or even really react for a moment, but then he slowly lowers his hands and glances over with a nod.]

...Thank you. My own relationship with religion is... complicated, to say the least. But I felt this was the best way to remember and honor Adaman.

[sixthnonsense]

That’s understandable. Religions’s not an easy subject. But I’m sure he would’ve appreciated you reachin’ out to him and Almighty Sinnoh like that anyway.

[The weight of today hasn’t quite lifted off of his shoulders, but he does feel like this helped, if only a little.

Still…]

Are you gonna be okay? This isn’t really…something I can give advice on, obviously. None of us ever knew how to deal with the night after a trial…

[onemillion]

Yes, I think so as well.

[That question, though... Rossiu's gaze drifts back out to the ocean and he's silent for a moment before nodding.]

I can only imagine how difficult it was for all of you.

[When he looks back, he seems to have settled, finding some of his usual composure.]

I truly am sorry that you're forced to experience all of this again. Thank you, for both your help today during the trial and... for this. It wasn't my intention to worry you.

[He'll be fine, because that's his job. There isn't any other option but to pick himself up and keep going.]