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

[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.