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.]

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[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan is silent on the way back to the hotel. He doesn’t respond to anyone’s words or actions. Instead, he looks distantly at the ground, spacing out the whole time.

When they finally arrive, Jonathan tears away from everyone else and sprints to the elevator, slamming the buttons and running off to his room and locks himself in before anyone can stop him.

Jonathan does not attend the memorial.

He only emerges late that night, around 4 am, after he makes sure that Suite 1 is completely empty of anyone in the living area. Jonathan silently makes his way to the garden to see the memorials, just staring at them both for several long minutes.

Before he collapses to the floor, sobbing hysterically.]

Closed to Forrest

[hotpaprika]

[Between Jonathan hiding in his room and going to the garden, he writes a letter, which he places at Forrest's bedroom door.]

Dear Forrest,

I wanted to formally apologize for my repulsive behavior today. I had said things that I regret and I am sorry for letting my emotions get the better of me. I am writing to you so you can deal with it how you want to. You may dispose of it or not, I will understand either way.

I wanted to particularly apologize about the statement of you abandoning me. I unfortunately had experience with trusting people and them turning around to stab me in the back, but I should not have taken it out on you. It was a horrid thing for me to say and I deeply regret it.

I am deeply sorry about your own hostage situation as well. I did not mean to disregard it the way I did. I should have found solidarity in the pain we have both experienced. We have both suffered and I did not mean to act like I only cared about myself.

You do not have to forgive me. I will not judge you if you think me a monster. But I did not want to die with such things unsaid.

Yours,
Jonathan Harker

EULOGIES

[giddyundertaker]

[ The Undertaker stands in front of the setup, looking more serious than usual. He delivers the opening remarks in a solemn tone. ]

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have gathered here tonight in the wake of great tragedy to mourn the loss of Hodaka Morishima and... Mister Adaman. A gentle boy, and a fearless leader. Two young souls who driven to an early end. I regret not having known them personally or having enough time or resources to care for them properly, but we ought to be allowed to mourn them all the same.

Now, If anyone wishes to say something about the desceased, please come up and do so now.

[onemillion]

[Rossiu is silent on the ride back. Aside from the way his hands are trembling and a stormy expression, he seems mostly composed. He doesn't waste any time returning to Adaman's room to find Leafeon. What was it Hodaka had said about taking care of a pet...?

"It's nice. I'd recommend trying it. Taking care of something... It can be nice."

...Right. Taking care of something instead of focusing on himself sounds like a good idea. Leafeon needs help too, and Rossiu can at least try to provide that.

For the time being, he focuses on telling Leafeon what transpired and taking one (1) very sad fox to go get food. Thanks to one of Adaman's letters, he at least knows what to feed Leafeon!! You can find them in the restaurant near the back having taken some chairs that weren't used for the memorial service, where Leafeon is sitting in a chair and nibbling on the snacks Rossiu has picked out for him. Rossiu himself looks up when you approach.]

How are you holding up?

[Or, if you're someone Adaman has left a letter for:] Here, Adaman left this for you. [Take your incredibly upsetting deadletter!! Rossiu has not read it, don't worry.

While he won't participate in the memorial service properly, Rossiu and Leafeon will remain for some time, watching the others. Rossiu seems to have settled a bit, though the result is that he's just sort of blank... Well, it's fine, surely.

Eventually, Rossiu finds himself back in Adaman's room. At first he starts cleaning up almost mechanically, as if there's really any point in that. It's something to do with his hands and it feels better to leave the place in somewhat decent shape. Leafeon really did a number on this place so it isn't as though he's going to be able to fix everything up, but he does his best. If you come by now, you're welcome to help?? Maybe don't try to loot the place while he's here.

If you swing by later... you'll find Rossiu is still in here, but this time kneeling before the window, hands clasped in prayer. It's been seven years since he last prayed to anyone, but it only seems appropriate now. You might catch him specifically praying to Almighty Sinnoh, or maybe he'll notice your presence before that.]

...Ah. My apologies, I was just... saying a word for the departed.

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy has barged his way into the suite and has a pack of melting ice cubes sealed in layer of plastic bags. He bangs on Jonathan's door repeatedly.]

Open up, ya ding-dong!

All of this ice is gonna melt, and then it'll look like somebody pissed all over the floor!

Give me a chance to explain myself, why don'tcha? God!

[visiblepattern]

[Forrest goes to the garden.

That isn't entirely accurate, granted; the first thing he does is return to his room - to stuff his blood-soaked dress down the tube to be returned tomorrow, and to take a shower because there's blood on him too and in the end he emerges from his room dressed in that black suit and tie that he's been provided. …He takes a moment to write a letter back to Jonathan. And then - only then - does he go to the garden.

He doesn't attend the memorial service proper; he's used to being alone for important moments. Why would it be any different now?

He gathers some flowers in his hands and makes his way over to that small pond, kneeling in front of it and setting to making a pair of wreaths, his hands light and his touch gentle. And then he sets them afloat on the water, and he brings his hands together over his chest.

He remains that way for an unnaturally long time; anyone approaching him for whatever reason might be able to hear what he's doing.]

And so, Almighty Sinnoh, I offer this prayer unto you
Seeking comfort and peace for your loyal servant, Adaman
And even though his time with us may now be over
I ask that you assist us in making the most of the time we have left
That those of us who were left behind may carry with us his memory
As well as the lessons taught to us by his unyielding spirit
May you watch over us, as you watched over him
And may all things happen as you will it, at the time you deem it necessary
As such I deliver him unto you
Surely with sorrow,
But also with the knowledge that he has found solace in you.

[He's... He's doing his best. The most he can really hope for is that Almighty Sinnoh accepts it.

He'll slip back into the restaurant after the eulogies have been said and done; he wouldn't have known what to say, anyway. So he can be found there, noticeably not eating anything, just sort of...off in his head for now.]

The Garden

[giddyundertaker]

[ Alas, the only memorial in the garden at that hour are the funeral wreaths with the pictures in them. The Undertaker wasn't able to retrieve the bodies before Eleanor and Fontaine had everything cleaned up, and there currently aren't any materials for a proper headstone. So these will have to do until he can get a hold of something better.

As for the man himself... Well. It seems he had some trouble sleeping and slipped out in the middle of the night. He decides to visit the gardens on a whim, thinking he would be alone with his thoughts.

Instead, there is a sobbing Jonathan.

The Undertaker dares not make a sound as he approaches. He doesn't even try to scare him. He just stands nearby, allowing the poor man to grieve. ]

garden

[buriedstar]

[ Unfortunately Seo Dawon keeps a very wonky sleep schedule, or something like that. Why else is he up at 4am? He's drawn to the garden because of thee sobs, relatively silent in his approach. ]

Oh, are you trying to prove your usefulness by watering the plants?

[howveryglib]

[Gaius helps to set up the memorial, and he does stick around for some eulogies, but it's... not particularly long before he leaves to go outside. As "outside" as he can go, anyway. He can certainly do speeches, but he's not good at emotions especially when he's pretty deep in his own feelings, so he'd rather be out in the... "fresh" air.

Of course, the only place where that feels like... a thing is the garden, which feels kind of. hm. Well. Given that the stakes have been made obvious, it's hard to tell if they will discourage other attempts and the garden will be the only place someone dies or if the whole place will end up metaphorically stained with blood. He hopes it's the former. He wants to lead the other captives to the former.

But as he takes a seat and pours himself some Malort 'neath dark waters and looks up at the ceiling, he kind of gets the feeling it'll be the latter.]

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy, who is now Making Himself "Comfortable" in Suite 4, is waltzing around in his underwear with a slightly tousled pompadour. He leans against Adaman's doorway while Rossiu cleans.]

Today was such a bummer! Would've preferred a sweet collection of bum-bums to that, butt, eugh.

Do you need any help sortin' his things?

[fuckingguy]

[ This pronouncement is followed by the 15th bloodcurdling hiss of the day, and then an exclamation with some seriously forced cheer. ]

Oh, Jonathan, Dandy came to visit! Do you want to see him as well, or should I tell him to take his snacks and go?

[ He's already in, Nandor! You let him in! You're a vampire, you know exactly how this works! His face doesn't smile to match his voice, and he looks mistrustfully at the ice cube bag. ]

Gonna drip all over the floor...

[onemillion]

[Good to see Dandy is back to his normal self— oh god please put on some clothes. Rossiu blinks for a moment before shaking his head and deciding he's not going to comment on that. You do you, Dandy.]

No, I... didn't plan on going through them any further than I already have. I just wanted to tidy up in case Leafeon wants to remain here.

[Which he probably will, our leafy friend comes and goes as he pleases.]

restaurant

[buriedstar]

[ Seo Dawon attended the eulogies, though he seems to have hung around as the crown starts to thin. ]

I'd ask how you're doing, but I think the first question I should be asking is 'have you eaten?'

[hotpaprika]

[He continues sobbing for a few more minutes, just letting himself into the arms of despair. When Jonathan finally goes to wipe away his tears he catches The Undertaker from the corner of his eyes and jumps, looking absolutely startled.]

O-oh, I am so sorry, I can get out of your way now.

[He begins to get up to leave.]

[visiblepattern]

[You can have this on yours before he goes downstairs.]

Dear Jonathan,

Assume that you may do likewise with my response; read it, destroy it, or do something in-between. Whether it is read or not is ultimately up to you.

I do believe that emotions were running quite high at the trial, and as such many things were said that were either not clearly expressed or otherwise simply not what we meant to say. I do not believe you to be a monster, at the very least, nor do I believe that you're going to die anytime soon. I think it's clear no one wanted to take you up on that offer, at the very least, even if it was made in the interest of protecting those younger than yourself.

I do certainly agree that it's tasteless that we're being made to do this at all, and I didn't mean to insinuate that we should just all roll over and accept it. At the same time, please understand that I still believe acting on the incentives at all is a matter of personal choice, and as such I believe the culprits should be treated with compassion, but still found out in the first place. It would have been doing Adaman a disservice to do otherwise, and honestly I believe the guilt would have eaten Hodaka alive in the end.

I am sorry for arguing with you at such an inappropriate time, and likewise for calling you a disgrace. I know how it feels to be called such things to your face, and I didn't like it when it was done to me, so I shouldn't be doing it to others. I'm also sorry that your wife was involved in this; let's say that's another thing I understand.

Hopefully we can speak more moving forward.

Yours,
Forrest

[hotpaprika]

[He looks away from Seo, hugging himself.]

Please... I wish to be alone right now...

[visiblepattern]

[Oh... Oh, goodness, hello. ]

I haven't, no. I suppose I wasn't feeling up to it.

[hotpaprika]

[There is gentle sniffling from the other side of the door.]

I am not taking visitors currently.

[buriedstar]

[ He sighs. ]

Is that why you didn't show yourself earlier?

Adaman’s room

[sixthnonsense]

[The whole…after party deal sat weirdly with Hagakure, so he mostly hung out in his room to decompress for a while. Eventually though, he thinks about Leafeon and wonders how the poor Pokémon is doing, so he stops by Adaman’s room. Only he finds Rossiu too.

He hears the prayer to Sinnoh before he clears his throat so he’s not eavesdropping any further.]

Hey, Ross? D’you…mind if I join you in that?

[buriedstar]

[ Thinks for a moment. ]

In that case...up for tea?

[bootyhunter]

Doesn't matter! I mucked up your mangy mug, so now I'm here to pay the price.

[He'll have to change tactics-]

You better bust this thing wide, [Dandy kicks at the bottom of the door!] or I'll start goin' on a tirade about every titty I've ever been titillated by! In super-duper detail, baby! YEAHHHH....!!!

[onemillion]

[Rossiu would rather avoid the garden, but he has a letter to deliver and... well, Gaius isn't anywhere else. So here he is, letter in hand, trying very hard not to look in the direction of the pond.]

Gaius. I apologize for the interruption.

[But clearly he's not sorry enough to not interrupt. Hi, good evening, how's it going other than "poorly".]

[visiblepattern]

...I don't see why not, actually. Thank you.

[giddyundertaker]

[ He shakes his head and walks closer. ] No need. I'm more than used to the sounds of mourning...

[ ... He smiles gently when he's close enough. ]

Thought you could use some company, though. Mind if I sit with you?