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

[visiblepattern]

Of course.

[...]

I trust you to know better than I do, and to do this in general if it becomes a necessity. You could have killed me very easily on Tuesday.

[fuckingguy]

Yes. Not to insult your prowess in combat or anything, it is just a fact that I could have ripped your throat out on numerous occasions.

[ It's just the kind of thing you think about, when you're a miserably hungry old man with a lot of reason to kill! He continues a bit more awkwardly, less because he just mentioned using Forrest like a chew toy and more because, once again, he can feel the conversation turning towards him being semi-decent. ]

But, as I said before... not how I would like things to go down. You were not the only one to offer an ear to me that night. Probably a sizeable influence on why I did not try to slaughter anyone. [ So, thank you. Thank you is what he is saying here, only he doesn't think every vampire is going to die in a matter of days now, so it's significantly harder to get the words out. ] I would not repay such kindness with more slaughtering.

[visiblepattern]

[...Good god. Okay, we're just going to...scoot right past that mention, that sure was something.]

Well, the offer to listen is always open as well. Mostly I'm just glad that it helped, however. I already knew I couldn't bring myself to murder anyone on Midori's behalf; she would have hated me for it. So I'm glad that I could help in any way.

[fuckingguy]

[ Oh, right. Other people have loved ones who might not want to see them just murder people! And while that would not have stopped Nandor, it did stop Forrest, so clearly this is working for him. ]

Is she your girlfriend, this Midori?

[visiblepattern]

Midori is my wife, actually. We married very recently.

[Says the seventeen-year-old, because this is Fire Emblem.]

[fuckingguy]

[ No, this is normal, this scans!! Like, yes, he was 17 in the late 1200s but that's fine, standards haven't changed, it's everyone else in the game who's wrong. ]

Oh, congratulations. Rather an unfortunate time to arrive in a place like this.

[visiblepattern]

[See! See, Nandor gets it. That is a cursed string of words, but Nandor gets it.]

It is. Hopefully she was able to return home more or less all right...

[fuckingguy]

I am certain she was. If they had just rudely dropped them off wherever... well, that is not important. But I would know.