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.]

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Restaurant

[giddyundertaker]

[ Sometime after the eulogies and speaches, the Undertaker goes about mingling with whoever did come... Which included this guy, apperently! ]

Nandor... Good for you to come.

[ He wasn't really smiling until now. ]

[fuckingguy]

Yes. It is [ uhhhhhh ] a fine service, given the circumstances. [ And in a lower voice, but like, not nearly low enough, he adds: ] Did you notice how I did not let your name slip during the discussing of vampires?

[giddyundertaker]

Thank you. [ He would have said more if Nandor didn't tack on the vampire thing.

So the guy is utterly convinced. Nodding and grinning at that. ]

[fuckingguy]

[ HE MAY BE STUPID

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It is a strange line of work to put yourself in, though, you must admit. I mean, yeah, you get the bodies, but the benefits tradeoff...

[giddyundertaker]

[ Refuge in idiocy. ]

It's rather lucrative, actually. People spare no expense on funeral preparations.

[fuckingguy]

Perhaps. But does it not make you uncomfortable to work so closely with places of worship?

[giddyundertaker]

... Not entirely.

[ He's kind of used to it. Sort of. ]

[fuckingguy]

And also, the blood cannot possibly be that good for you. We are talking, what, hours old? Eugh.

[ You would think this would be getting him closer to recognizing that the Undertaker is, in fact, not a vampire! The key word here being "think." ]

[giddyundertaker]

Who said I was drinking from my clients?

[ Let's see how long he can be duped! ]

[fuckingguy]

... You are not?

[ Then what is the point?? ]

[giddyundertaker]

No, why would I?

[ The point is a secret. Though you are a funny guy. ]

1/2

[fuckingguy]

As I said, it is disgusting and I would not do so myself, but...

[ And, for no real reason, something suddenly fits into place in Nandor's mind, and everything clicks. There's the fact that the Undertaker hasn't seemed quite as on-edge as Nandor would expect, closing in on the end of two weeks without blood. The immunity to religious references. The, by comparison, normal sleep schedule. The very, very blunt fangs, which Nandor has avoided bringing up because he assumed it would just be embarrassing for him. All of these he's attributed to the Undertaker being from another universe, but in reality--]

[fuckingguy]

Have you been a fucking energy vampire all this time?

[giddyundertaker]

. . . A what?

[ Sorry, the Undertaker genuinely seems incredibly confused by this turn of events. ]

No! I don't even know what those are!

[fuckingguy]

Then how do you explain you being so calm this week?!

[giddyundertaker]

Because our brilliant Mayor chose someone I hardly care about, that's why!

[ Great! Now he has to explain himself... At least he's got his profile to back him up. ]

I would have been more concerned if they put Lord Phantomhive in that box. You know how human nobles are, almost completely helpless without their servants... Even more so in Phantomhive's case, given his age.

[fuckingguy]

... Great point, if I knew who any of those guys were, but I would like to counter it with we are starving to death over here! I am not talking about some old man you know, I am speaking of...

... shit, are you feeding off this too?

[giddyundertaker]

How? I don't even know how to do that.

[ By the way, the current Lord Phantomhive is thirteen. But let's argue about that after we get this sorted out. ]

[fuckingguy]

Okay, perhaps it is true your eyes are not glowing right now, but I can never see them to begin with!

[giddyundertaker]

[ ... It's an impressive feat to make the Undertaker shake his head and sigh heavily. ]

What am I going to do with you... Sir. If you are able to keep a secret better than you're able to hide your own vampiric nature, I can and will prove I am not one of these so-called "energy vampires."

[fuckingguy]

Hey, I have concealed what I thought was your secret so far, have I not?

[giddyundertaker]

That you have... [ He smiles. ] And I thank you for that. Now, if you wouldn't mind following me to somewhere more private...

[ And so he heads off into the elevator...

> Follow the Undertaker? ]

[fuckingguy]

[ Nandor definitely tips his head to one side, like a concerned husky, for a few seconds... but then, of course, he chooses the least self-preserving option.

He follows the Undertaker into the elevator. ]

Okay, so what is this proof?

1/2 CW: mention of suicide

[giddyundertaker]

[ He chats a bit while he's making sure the door is closed. ]

Well... Firstly, in case you're not aware, the position of Grim Reaper is actually a job shared by multiple people - those who have offed themselves, specifically. The reapers are given a list of people who are going to die and every day they must go out and review their cinematic records... Just to be sure they're not needed for society or whatnot.

[ He brushes a hand through his hair... ]

It's supposed to be a neutral role, so the rules are very strict, but... As skilled as I was, I got to a point where I couldn't follow those rules anymore.

2/2

[giddyundertaker]

So...

[ The Undertaker turns to Nandor, his bangs partially pushed out of the way so that one can see his very green, faintly glowy eyes. ]

... I quit!

[ Ah, yeah. And now that Nandor has a better look at the Undertaker's face, he will notice it is weirdly youthful and also lacking in eyebrows for some reason. ]