Clarith (
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theairlock2017-06-17 02:38 pm
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It floats away, a small wish with tears and a little regret
[ After the entire trial, Clarith gets to work. If Rii-san won't make the memorials, she will, and if Rii-san does, she'll supervise. And then, she'll slip a letter under each door. ]
Please join me in the gardens for a funeral and then a wake in the first floor rest area.
- Sister Clarith
[ When people arrive, Clarith is waiting with her Levin Bible in hand. Afterward, they can all file into the rest area, where hopefully someone has made food! She's sure someone would have, but she wanted to just... Get the funeral done. ]
Please join me in the gardens for a funeral and then a wake in the first floor rest area.
- Sister Clarith
[ When people arrive, Clarith is waiting with her Levin Bible in hand. Afterward, they can all file into the rest area, where hopefully someone has made food! She's sure someone would have, but she wanted to just... Get the funeral done. ]
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He... He's already gone, Queenie-san.
[ He's not sure how else to phrase it right now ]
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[Choro she's going to tug you over and wrap an arm around your waist, lean into you as much as she can.]
What do you mean? He... he wasn't imperius'd anymore...
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When Jack was gone [ he debates telling her that her attempt to help him didn't work, that Jack was only pretending, but at the end of the day Rhys did come back, just not by her hand. So for now he focuses on that ] he told us what actually happened. They were... both trying to kill themselves. He just didn't consume as much of it as Angel-chan had before Jack took over, so it worked slower...
[ That's as simple as he can make it right now. ]
...He passed on in front of us, before a vote could take place. P.A.L. didn't get a chance to execute him.
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Her hand goes up to cover her mouth, gasping in a breath and she felt ill. Why hadn't she pushed? Insisted that Angel stay with them last night. She was supposed to be her friend. She should have been able to help her, give her hope.
One harsh hiccuping breath and she wasn't sure if she was going to cry or be sick. She'd held her, just hours before. And Queenie hadn't listened.]
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He doesn't really know how to comfort Queenie right now though, what he could say to make it better... maybe he really is useless. The most he can think of doing is wrapping his arms around her. ]