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

[pairtner]

Jonathan Harker may be the only one who will behave differently, from what I could tell during the trial -- for reasons we all are aware of. That man needs therapy to help with the experiences he went through.

[He really shows signs of trauma, poor guy]

Did you expect me to never apologize? Or were you planning in confronting me to demand an apology, next time we faced each other?

[Aiba doesn't mention that she did consider never apologizing by using the trial as her justification for it, but hey, she figures taking responsibility for her actions is important!]

[fuckingguy]

... Eeeehhh.

[ He has not thought it through enough to answer this! ]

More the second than the first?

[pairtner]

Understandable, although it probably wouldn't have worked. I have been told I'm stubborn.

[Hah, okay, no, in the end she would have buckled and apologized. Aiba can admit her mistakes, even if she doesn't like to]

[fuckingguy]

Nobody is going about and calling you "Aiba the Stubborn", though.

[ it is deeply unclear whether or not this remark is tongue-in-cheek! ]

[pairtner]

Nandor the Relentless tries to get something out of Aiba the Stubborn. Unstoppable force meets immovable object.

[If nobody calls her that she's more than willing to call herself it, apparently, hah]

[fuckingguy]

Okay, first of all, that is not how epithets work...

[ nandor literally gave one to a stuffed toy penguin a week and a half ago, he has no leg to stand on here ]

[pairtner]

If I say it does then it does.

[Hah, Nandor perhaps is right, but Aiba decided to act according to her epithet]

[fuckingguy]

That is exactly why it does not! Someone else has to say it, not you.

[pairtner]

Does that mean others call you relentless so often it turned into part of your name?

[She really had assumed that was just how Nandor called himself, heh]

[fuckingguy]

I... thought that went without saying, but, yes. The title was given to me many hundreds of years ago. [ ... ] For my relentlessness.

[pairtner]

What did you do to earn it? I have wondered that for a while.

[Relentlessness can happen in so many situations, half of them good, half of them pretty...bad. Aiba is trying to be open minded despite Nandor being a vampire, hoping that title wasn't because of something related to blood drinking in particular

[fuckingguy]

I was a military commander for the Ottoman Empire. So, you know... slaughtering my foes relentlessly on the battlefield, conquering, pillaging, that kind of thing.

[ This checks out with the way Nandor looks physically! The personality, maybe not so much. It's been a long 700 years. ]

[pairtner]

So you have seen history shaping up! Not only in wartime, but also ancient times!

[Apparently Aiba looks pretty impressed by that. It's not often you meet a living relic!]

[fuckingguy]

[ WOW!!! ]

I would not say ancient, necessarily...

[ he absolutely has self-described as ancient before, but hearing the times called ancient somehow feels worse? ]