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

[bootyhunter]

[*Recommended listening for this toplevel!

Dandy will not be present at the memorial.

While everyone else gathers to say their goodbyes to the dead, Dandy avoids the crowd and stops in the empty meeting room, looking lost in a train of his own thoughts. Hodaka had mentioned that the hostages had disappeared, but what of it? Were they sent back home, or simply locked into another prison, far away from the rest of them?

There's also a chance that their presence was a well-crafted, technologically advanced ruse. Each one could have been a hologram, with lifelike motions and quirks simulated from previous data.

He's unused to feeling so very useless and so very sad. If anyone in suite 4 catches him later, he'll be wandering about in his underwear. Sorry to Rossiu and Joy!!! But the babies are dead so um... Maybe it's fine?]

suite 4

[allatonce]

....... Please put on some fucking pants, Dandy.

[She's lying on the couch, Rain curled up on her chest, and sounds incredibly tired.]

[bootyhunter]

[He almost doesn't reply, but after some grumpty line-facing and a beat of silence, he speaks up.]

You've been to the beach before, haven't you?

Same difference.

[allatonce]

I'm just saying I don't want to deal with that [She gestures vaguely at all of him.] every day. I'm too lesbo for that.

[bootyhunter]

Yeah? Well then, what's it to you?!

If this is doin' nothin' for ya, then it's the same thing as setting your beady little eyes on a piece of furniture. Think of me as a lamp, only with better hair.

I wanna be comfortable.

[Rumination is the last thing on Dandy's to-do list, especially considering as there's nothing to do, except wallow and make sense of his emotions. He'd have punched a hole in the wall or done something crazy by now, but Jonathan's "consequences" have set a fitting example for the rest of the group.

He reaches to put his hands into what would be his pockets, faltering awkwardly with his hands. Right, he's in his fucking underwear.]

That's just the way the cookie crumbles, baby.

[He doesn't mention that he will not be making a habit of this, nor does he usually. It's not as though Dandy is uncomfortable in his own skin, he's perfectly fine with and even fond of the way he looks! He's just used to having roommates and being able to spring into action any minute. Additionally, despite his terrible pick-up lines, it's not his body that he feels a need to flaunt... Moreso his desperation and lonely horniness.

Dandy raises a brow at the cat.]

Is that thing potty-trained?

[allatonce]

I can see your dick, is the problem.

[She can't, really, but it's the principle of the matter. Pants in the suite!! That's where she draws the line!!]

Also Rain's probably better potty trained than you.

cw: (nsfw, bathroom things god im sorry???)

[bootyhunter]

No you can't! I tucked it into the little flappy thing!

[Nobody asked for that information.

Speaking of information, he's shitty enough not to have learned the name of Hodaka's cat.]

And that's not true, I've got nothin' on the Rain when it comes to poor bladder control! The clouds are always pissin' all over us, all willy nilly!

[allatonce]

Wh—

[She sits up, careful not to dislodge Rain, so she can stare at Dandy in disbelief.]

The cat's name is Rain, idiot.

meeting room

[dullshooter]

[Honestly, it would be weirder if there wasn't anyone in the meeting room, considering how occupied its been the past week. Still, seeing Dandy there, looking lost in thought is...weird. Dandy has thoughts, sure, but they're usually X-rated or completely stupid - as Misfire understands it, at least. So seeing him here, pensive as one could describe it, strikes him as nothing short of wrong.

From behind he raises his nerf gun, and fires.]

[bootyhunter]

[Surprised, he catches the nerf pellet- A startling display of coordination from a clumsy and typically buffoon-ish putz. Damn, where did that come from?

Another one of his many selves, probably.]

Ohhhh, whoa! Cupid's ammunition's gotten a lot more... Compact, these days.

[He moves his head around, searching for the source, just missing Misfre. Really, of all the things to mistake this shit for... Especially after a murder?!]

HELLO? I'M READY TO FALL IN LOVE, BABY!

IS ANYBODY THERE?

[dullshooter]

[If Misfire couldn't rely on Dandy to be Dandy, the very fabric of the universe would fall apart, probably. When he calls out, he saunters in and leans against the wall, a shit-eating grin on his face.]

Well? Am I what you've always dreamed of?

[bootyhunter]

[Now he is scowling!]

Back off, you bucket of bolts! I'm not in the mood.

[There's a lot on his mind, unfortunately.

He really should be nicer.]

[dullshooter]

No one is, pinhead.

[You know what he's gonna shoot him again for that.]

That's why I'm here. I don't think you think a lot and I'm worried the unprecedented stress of it might break your brain.

[There are better ways to say 'I wanted to see if you're okay and maybe cheer you up a little bit', but Misfire doesn't know them.]

[bootyhunter]

Yeah.

I don't.

[With the implied note of, "For good reason." He makes a disgruntled sound at the new nerf pellet.]

I'd rather just do! Thinkin' too much doesn't ever getcha anywhere! The thoughts just stay locked up in your mind, poisoning your beautiful bod! There's a reason all those brainy young people start having health problems when they're togglin' too many calculators!

[The hostages are gone, but he doesn't know where they went.

And he can't be certain they were ever really here, in the first place.]

Why are you gettin' all up in my business about it? I was bummin' around on my own.

[dullshooter]

[He can’t help but sound frustrated.]

You answered your own question with the ’bummin around’ part.

[bootyhunter]

Okay! So you've answered the "Why?" thing.

[Dandy huffs. QT and Meow are certainly not the worst companions when you're feeling own, especially the former, but they aren't people, and they certainly aren't ones to ask the right questions when Dandy is truly having a hard time.

In all fairness, he doesn't make it easy for them. Dandy prefers to keep his true sorrows to himself, in the hope that ignoring these issues will lead to them fading from his memory in due time.]

What're you gonna do about it?

[dullshooter]

I don’t know.

[He shrugs.]

This?

[He…fires the nerf gun again.]

Meeting Room

[pairtner]

...they really are gone...

[It's quiet, but there she is, looking into the empty isolation room. Truthfully she almost didn't think the Mayor would really take everyone out of there]

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy looks over his shoulder, peering at Aiba with a quizzical gaze.]

Well, duh?

[For once, he doesn't sound like he means to offend.]

Hey, Aiba...

[Oh no. It is coming, no, nO...!]

Was that one-eyed guy your boyfriend?

[pairtner]

...they may not truly be gone. They might be somewhere else in the city.

[Apparently Aiba is no optimist at all, hah]

Are you insane?! Of course he isn't! We're partners and nothing else, and I know way too much about his tastes.

[Hah, do you ever, Aiba]

[bootyhunter]

Ooooh! Easy, it looks like you're startin' to get your wires crossed.

[He wiggles his fingers to accompany the horrifying sound-effect that follows.]

Bzzt-bzzt!

You're so, so angry! And yet ya still can't shut up about him, huh?

[Dandy, you started this conversation. This is your fault!]

Me-thinks the bionic lady doth protest too much!

[pairtner]

If I were made of flesh I would suplex you right now!

[Doth protest, hah]

I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I HATE IT HERE!!!!

[bootyhunter]

[GRINNING WICKEDLY:]

Now that sounds like fun. ♥

[pairtner]

You really are insufferable.

[How can people like Dandy exist, she really has to wonder]

[bootyhunter]

[It's a miracle his skull hasn't be crushed yet!

Technically, it has? But not in this place. We don't need to get into that.]

You're the one who can't seem to accept the truth! Why else would you be getting so heated, huh?

If it didn't mean all that much to ya, you'd have pulled a much smarter tactic outta your robot bum and brought up something else!

But here we are, stuck on the topic of Dada.

[IT'S DATE!!!!]