Funeral for Serenity

[Aaron]

(ooc: cause this saturday is not going to be the funeral game, again.. This is where we can post our thoughts and sch about the entire situation. I'll set scene and such.)

Scene:
Its a cold Friday morning in the Graveyard of the awakened. A slight bit of drizzel rolls down from the sky. A simple red stone marked rests on a small plot where the body would be. Something burried in its place.

Mortemor stands back by the two marble coffins watching. Niether approaching on this one or speaking. dressed in his usall baggy pants, and circular sunglasses. A twist, hes wearing a button down shirt untucked.

Through the Ceremony he rests a hand on the white marble of Sparkles. His face held still, as he closed his eyes. His lips moving as he sung something silently. With ease, as the ceremony was done, he walked up and put down a sprig of Baby's breath, and a single bleeding heart flower. Turning slowly as in deed the death master was walking once again in the foot steps of anger.

Its cold, wet and damp, as its time again to bury one of the fallen magi to the earth...

(ooc: post something if your character would be there and if they say anything.

[Timothy]

Morgan actually shows up for this one. He's not nearly the relaxed Acanthus of even a month ago. Something paler and darker surrounds him, even showing through on this dreary day when all takes on a death's pallor.

He is dressed in complete black, the celtic cross fully visable around his neck, a black long coat keeping the rain off of him. His cutlass is mounted at his side, his pistol opposite. More piercing than these, however, is the gaze in his eyes. He seems to be lost in time, anger, dispair, sadness, and a slight tinge of fear contained all in that sea of light blue...the windows to his soul.

With neither smile, nor comment, he stands there. Through the eulogy, the rememberances, and the cautionary notes. No tear comes to his eyes, though it's obvious it should. Another of our numbers gone...is that 5 now? 6? More? Is it bad that we've lost count?

In his mind, he replays another believed lost. Without a word, without the ability to be helped, another is gone. Serenity is not the only one he mourns today. He died protecting us, protecting a sleeper, protecting the veil. Soon we will "bury" J as well.

He shakes his head. Today we mourn Serenity. Tonight, we will find time to mourn J. All the while, we mourn our own personal losses...for make no mistake, they are mounting.

Tomorrow, however, the Dogs of War will be loosed, and they will be the one's mourning.

As he walks away, you can hear a faint and almost despondent voice slowly singing... "Yo ho....yo ho....A pirate's life for me...."

[Ki]

Ki shows up as well. She's not very talkative and is kind of distant if talked to or if asked questions polietly asks if they can talk later if it is anything too extensive. Too many things going on in reality and in her mind. When the speaker is done she goes up to the red stone and lays a feather on front of the stone whispering something softly in her native tongue. She'll walk towards the back of the ceremony and stick around after long enough to see if everyone is realtively alright but then quietly leaves.