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

[dullshooter]

That's beside the point. It's just nice to be wanted.

[bootyhunter]

You are!

[Dandy raises an eyebrow.]

Just not like that.

[dullshooter]

Next you'll be saying I have a great personality.

[bootyhunter]

I'm not even sure I'd go that far.

[dullshooter]

Ouch.

[But fair.]

[bootyhunter]

You're pretty tall, though! And a lotta girls like that in a man.

Actually, for some of 'em, that's all they're lookin' for. Maybe try your luck with one of those!

[dullshooter]

You think there's a limit for 'too tall'?

[bootyhunter]

Don't think so! Well, I dunno, not liiiike... Absolutely?

This place is pretty slim pickins, though. Plus, everybody in this looney-bin's got wacky opinions.

[dullshooter]

Are you just saying that 'cause none of them are interested in you?

[bootyhunter]

[Like that's ever stopped him before.]

...No?

[It causes him to reflect on the fact that there were twenty-five at the start, and now there are... Well, less.

This gives him pause.]

[dullshooter]

...Something's going on. You're thinking again. I can hear the sounds of struggle.

[bootyhunter]

That's just my stomach.

[Lies!]

I haven't eaten all day.

[dullshooter]

You should probably do that before you keel over and die of starvation.

[He knows that's a thing. He doesn't know to what degree.]

[bootyhunter]

Yeah.

[It's not true.

It's not true, and he knows it.

But it would give him an out.]

Maybe I'll go do...

That.

[dullshooter]

[Misfire nods, feeling like this awfully fumbled exchange should just be laid to rest right about now.]

Yeah. Go on, get.