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chicago ♔ bury me deep just to cover my sins
WHO || Buffy, Spike, Finnick, Myri, Dawn, Archer, Elena, Kat, Gar, Mark, Burt, Des, Rafael, Violet, Francesca, Luthir, and more~ [closed]
WHAT || Jade's burial.
WHERE || A cemetery, Chicago, IL
WHEN || July 8, 2013 [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam
[ As the processional exits the church following after the casket, the Knights and co. might be surprised that a rather large crowd has gathered out here, apparently holding some kind of intense candlelight vigil in jade's honor, now that twilight is beginning to fall. Those who take a gander over at Burt might almost see the halo of innocence over his head as he avoids eye contact doo doo doo.
Either way, the cameras don't follow for this part, and so everyone just gets to participate in the slow walk past crying eyes of strangers who didn't even know Jade or Rafael or any of them, towards the nearby cemetery, where they position around the still open at the top casket as its placed next to the grave that will house her.
The priest begins to intone in elvish once more: final funeral rites, the long farewell bid to their kind, and the promise of reunion in the lands of light. ]
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Then he turns to everyone who's arguing over Jade, still, when she really should be past all that.]
Work it out after we're done here. [And guys, it's really pathetic when Spike's the voice of reason.] Last thing we need's another corpse to keep her company.
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He's right, enough. You. [She glares at Keijen, die in a fire, but it has absolutely no heat to it. (Intimidate 6) Just looking at him brings all the nightmare feelings of helplessness to the forefront.] Shut up and back off. She's a big girl, she can speak for herself. And you, Nadia. [She looks at the girl warily, but if anyone is going to accept weird occasionally divine familial relationships it's going to be Vi, however begrudgingly. And it's pretty damn begrudgingly.] You can stay, if you'd like.
Now can we please finish this and then ya'll can rumble in the parking lot like Jets and Sharks?
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[ the priest still looks hesitant but says the final words of the rites, and then nods at his attendants to move to close the casket. Luthir squeezes violets other hand, looking down at the clasped fist where she holds the necklace. It's clear he wants to say something but can't because keijen is RIGHT THERE, so instead he gives her as encouraging of a look as he can. ]
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But she's not getting involved right now. Enough people have done it already, and its a funeral.]
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Keep your eyes to yourself, slimeball. [he gives nadia a look that's not judging nor particularly pleasant, but she gets spared the death glare treatment. for now. that said, he turns back to the proceedings.]
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[She moves forward as the cover is being closed, but she has already said goodbye, she doesn't need to say it again. Fingers splay against the wood as she bends down near the head of it, letting the broken necklace tumble down into the grave next to it. She takes off the little corsage -- there was a reason for them, okay -- and places it on top of the casket, before patting it fondly and moving back to her place... blushing again as she passes Keijen and absently rubbing the mark Jade's necklace left imbedded into her palm from holding it so tightly.
Death bed promise fulfilled.]
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A spot check of 15+ will notice the way Keijen eagle eyes onto that necklace, watching it fall into the casket with a strange unreadable gleam in his eyes, Violet long ignored now. A spot of 18+ will notice Nadia beside him, absently touch at a chain at her own neck... and a 22+ might notice the tiny hint of green where it's tucked into her neckline: exactly like the stone set in the necklace Vi just buried.
The lid is sealed, and Keijen continues to watch it with a strange half-smile on his face, although Nadia's expression is much gloomier. She doesn't look like she's going to cry - but she does look somewhat deeply unhappy, or unsettled, as the casket is lowered, and others move forward to drop their flowers atop it as well.
She's holding one single red rose, and she takes a few steps forward after Mark and Kat and Gar have deposited theirs, lofting it to her nose to inhale with closed eyes and a set frown, and then letting it fall, stepping back beside Dumage. ]
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He falls back into line and stares straight ahead, somber and quiet now, noticeably keeping his hands folded within easy each of the inside of his jacket. Three guesses why.]
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her grip on dawn loosens, ready to act if this gets messy, but she's sincerely hoping to prevent a fight from breaking out at the funeral so she doesn't move herself. she does, however, lean in to ask des beside her in a quiet voice. ]
Do you see that?
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I did.
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He whispers back, but his hands remain where they are.] This might get nasty. Fair warning.
[Because, you know, he and Italia are crazy and have temper problems...]
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All right, love?
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She can't explain it, but she found a reason to trust Nadia before, and she's not willing to let that go just yet. She shifts herself back a few steps until she can stand beside Kat and drop her voice lower.]
We have to help her.
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To Francesca, he mutters:]
Trouble, I'd imagine. Possibly future grave robbing. I'm not the person to ask.
[HEY DUMAGE HE MEANS YOU.]
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Not here- not now. If we can separate them, maybe...
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[He leans over to Elena, but makes no effort to really speak quietly...]
So... Who's the shithead?
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Oh, now we're fucked. The international man of mystery's gotta weigh in.
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