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

[daimakaicho]

[ It doesn't really take a rocket scientist to figure out who he's referring to. ]

Well, if someone gives you grief about it, you can always send them to me, okay? I'll give them a piece of my mind.

[ w i n k. ]

[fuckingguy]

[ nandor's fear boner and nandor's stubborn, borderline chauvinistic need to be the one who deals with this sort of thing himself instantly start throwing folding chairs at each other, and he is simply left to pick up the pieces! ]

You are from hell, yes, Hild? Does this sort of thing not trouble you?

[daimakaicho]

[ dusts off hands. her work here is done. ]

Not really, no. Good luck charms can be a problem, and some others that I know have certain weaknesses to hard rock and enka. [ pauses, before elaborating: ] Certain kinds of traditional Japanese music.

[ too bad it's never brought up if anything actually affects hild like that, or if this is just mara's burden of getting dunked on constantly. ]

That isn't to say that our relationship with the divine is anything but tenuous, but at least I can say the Almighty's name without bursting into flames.