posted on 5-7-2003 at 11:12 AM
It's an overcast day, the type that threatens to rain, but probably doesn't mean it. Libby was pretty much silent through the whole subway ride to the church, which is on the edge of the city, surrounded by a few multi-story buildings. The church building itself is fairly new and fairly large, the sign of a growing and modern congregation. Libby waits outside the wooden double doors for a bit, looking for a familiar face. After a bit, she glances over at Becky.
"I guess all it takes to make you attend church regularly is for us to have a wedding or a funeral every week, huh?" she asks weakly.
posted on 5-7-2003 at 12:46 PM
Becky looks up at the dull sky and then says with a wry smile, "I think i'd rather it was a wedding, right enough."
She pulls at the material of her dark dress and then brushes a hand through her hair, as if not sure what she should be doing. She doesn't like wearing dark clothes though they make her look a lot more grown up and serious - although that might just be because of the funeral.
posted on 5-7-2003 at 01:25 PM
Jasmine presently appears at the church wearing a simple, black dress.
"Hi...."she says very quietly, not knowing what else to say, and stands around rather awkwardly, unsure if she should wait outside or go in.
posted on 5-8-2003 at 11:54 AM
"Perhaps the others are already inside," Libby murmurs, stooping to smooth the low hem of her rather conservative black dress which she generally reserves for funerals. She adjusts her hat a little. "Although I guess it doesn't matter if you look a mess at a funeral." She slowly walks into the foyer and the church beyond...
posted on 5-8-2003 at 03:03 PM
Maeve was inside sitting next to her sister in the front row. She sat there staring down at her feet, trying to look everywhere but up at the coffin in front of her.
A few rows behind her an elderly couple sat there crying softly.
On the other side there were two young people that looked to be
in there early twenties, a girl and a boy. About 10 or so more
people were expected, some of them Serena had known from her old
job at the grocery store.
posted on 5-11-2003 at 10:04 PM
Libby walks forward to Maeve and Ashley, offering her condolances and saying how sorry she is for all of this (and that Daniel sends his love). Donald is there as well, and waits his turn to talk to Maeve, trying to make small talk with the others. He looks rather like an abandoned puppy, although he knew Serena even less than Jasmine or Becky did.
A rather ugly man, tall and thin, with brown hair, small eyes and a long nose, and wearing a black suit, sneaks in as best he can. He sits in one of the back pews, a dazed, rather unhappy, expression on his face, his thin lips drawn tightly together. He doesn't cry.
posted on 5-12-2003 at 02:50 AM
Becky follows after Libby but doesn't really say much - she's never been to a funeral before and doesn't want to upset anyone by saying the wrong thing.
posted on 5-12-2003 at 02:26 PM
Jasmine stumbles through her condolences and quickly takes
posted on 5-12-2003 at 07:12 PM
Maeve nods at each of them and tries to assure Libby that none of this was her fault and that she has nothing to be sorry for. She on the other hand feels the weight of guilt crushing her shoulders.
She forces a small smile and murmers a few hellos before returning her gaze to the floor.
posted on 5-12-2003 at 08:25 PM
"It's not your fault, either," Libby says softly to Maeve, before going to sit further to the back.
"She's right," Donald says quietly, glancing back at Libby, then looking at Maeve with slightly troubled brown eyes. "There's nothing you could have done differently." If Maeve has opened up to him at all in the past week or so, this isn't the first time he's reassured her like this; he's been over to visit every day since the incident.
posted on 5-13-2003 at 04:09 AM
"Never got the point of funerals," Becky murmurs under her breath, as she sits next to Libby. "No one i knew ever got one...least not the rats like me..."
posted on 5-13-2003 at 06:50 AM
Maeve sighs deeply and then softly, "I could have stayed away like I had planned, but there is no need to go into that today. Take a seat, we should be starting soon."
posted on 5-13-2003 at 11:01 AM
Libby sighs, glancing at Jasmine, then at Becky. "Don't talk like that. And if you *were* to die here, we'd certainly give you a funeral, whether you left us a body or not."
Donald sits next to Maeve, looking forward at the casket, his shoulders drooped, which makes him look a lot less capable than he usually does. "If anyone's to blame, it's not you," he says softly. He looks back at Maeve, then slowly puts his fingertips on her hand.
posted on 5-13-2003 at 02:31 PM
"Still don't get the point in it," Becky says, softly. "It's like trying to prove to the dead that a lot of people cared about them. What does it matter to the dead?"
posted on 5-14-2003 at 03:42 PM
After a bit, Donald looks up at Maeve and whispers. "Her father's here, you know."
"Funerals aren't for the dead. They're for the people they've left," Libby says, sighing. "So they know the person they loved won't be forgotten." She shrugs. "If the dead could come back, though, I wouldn't even come to my own funeral. I wouldn't want to see the people I care about crying, and if they weren't crying, I'd feel a bit insulted."
Michelle and her brother (and maybe other members of her family;
I don't play them ^^; ) come in and sit near the back of the church.
posted on 5-14-2003 at 05:32 PM
"I think I'd want my funeral to be a party; I'd definitly come back for that. And they *would* have a reason to celebrate because hopefully I'd be in a better place, and there'd be a lot less to worry about if I weren't around." She begins to smile, but smothers it just in time.
"...Still, I'd like to think they would miss me."
posted on 5-15-2003 at 08:15 AM
Maeve's eyebrows go up and her mouth opens slightly. She quickly turns around and looks over her shoulder, "Serena's father is here? The same one who hasn't spoken to her since God knows when?"
She turns back around to face Donald, "I don't know what he looks like." She asks him curiously, "How did you know that he was here?"
posted on 5-15-2003 at 08:43 AM
Aldez sits silently next to Maeve staring at the coffin, lost in thought.
She jumped when Donald sat down next to Maeve. "I hate funerals" she said quietly. While her twin and Donald discuss Serena's father, she looks around at all the people who came.
posted on 5-15-2003 at 09:00 AM
Maeve glances at her sister quickly, following her gaze before looking back down at her feet, she murmers softly, "We never even had the chance to attend our parents' funeral. I wonder if they even had one."
posted on 5-15-2003 at 09:51 AM
Libby looks at Jasmine, speaking softly. "Well, *I* wouldn't celebrate, heaven or not. I'd miss you too much."
Donald quickly moves his hand off of Maeve's, frowning a little.
"Wasn't that why the funeral was held so late? The law says
someone has to be buried within seven days..." He glances
at Aldez. "He's near the back; the man who looks a bit like
posted on 5-15-2003 at 03:46 PM
Jasmine speaks quietly and doesn't bring her gaze to meet Libby's.
"Thank you, that's nice to know."
posted on 5-15-2003 at 03:58 PM
Maeve shrugs, "I never thought to ask why Alex scheduled
the funeral for so late. Then again, I haven't been around much
since it happened."
posted on 5-15-2003 at 04:20 PM
"It feels wrong being here," Becky sighs. "I hardly even knew her. I think i'd rather've stayed home with Dan."
posted on 5-15-2003 at 04:33 PM
"Hush," Libby says shortly. "You saw her die, you know."
An woman walks to the organ in the front of the church and starts playing, a tune that would make you cry if you were already sad.
"They'll start soon, I suppose," Donald murmurs.
posted on 5-16-2003 at 07:17 AM
"I've seen a lot of people die," Becky murmurs in reply, although Libby might not be able to hear her over the music that's begun.
Mood: Sleepy. Again, or still?
posted on 5-19-2003 at 02:43 PM
"Sssh," Libby says, clasping her hands in her lap and glaring at Becky for a moment before looking ahead.
The funeral begins in short order, with the minister saying a few words about Serena and the hope of eternal life she has.
Donald looks rather upset, and he reaches for Maeve, but stops himself. "May I hold your hand?" he whispers.
posted on 5-21-2003 at 11:14 AM
Maeve nods slightly and takes his hand. Not really sure what else to do, she just sits there and tries to concentrate on what the minister is saying.
posted on 5-21-2003 at 12:10 PM
NL:: :::sits still and listens:::
posted on 5-21-2003 at 03:25 PM
Donald squeezes Maeve's hand once. He wipes his eyes with his hand a few times, though he seems to take a good deal of comfort in Maeve's touch.
The minister talks for too long, really, and then a few people who knew Serena are slated to speak.
posted on 5-23-2003 at 07:59 AM
Niklaus fidgets and tries to understand the human condition;not really hearing the minister.
posted on 5-23-2003 at 10:27 AM
Alex is at the funeral as well, strangely quiet, a kind of strange expression on his face.
posted on 5-27-2003 at 08:40 PM
The funeral service finally draws to a close, and some Serena's male friends, and Alex, carry the casket out of the church. The man Donald identified as Serena's father doesn't go to help them. Instead, he gets up and strides over to where Donald and Maeve are standing, and socks Donald in the jaw without saying a word. Donald falls to the ground, a rather surprised expression on his unconscious face.
Libby's already gotten up to go, and she just stares at the scene.
posted on 5-29-2003 at 08:22 AM
Jasmine jumps up from her seat and walks forward. She stops after a few steps, though, because she's unsure of what's going on. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other as she watches to see what happens next.
posted on 5-31-2003 at 10:05 AM
Maeve looks a little shocked at first, looking from Donald to the man who had jusst approached them.
Finally she fixes him with a cold stare. "Just who the hell do you think you are?!" Her fists clinch as she tries to restrain herself from blasting this guy with a fireball.
She bends down and shakes Ddnald. "Donald? Are you ok? Are you alive?"
posted on 5-31-2003 at 10:11 AM
Donald groans softly, once, but doesn't wake.
The man goes over and grabs Maeve's arm roughly, dragging her to her feet. "And *you*! She's not even in the cold ground, and you're already out in public with him!" He calls Maeve a few dirty names while he's at it.
Libby doesn't try to stop him; she has her eyes tightly closed, as if she's concentrating. The pastor has gone.
MV: :::tries to jerk her arm free::: What are you talking about!?
YarnKittymon: YarnKittymon rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3 5
YarnKittymon: PK: ::she just manages to get out of his grasp, looking at Donald fiercely:: He just married her so he could have her *killed*!
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks at him, a little confused.::: Who are you?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: :::standing over there, a litte shocked:::
YarnKittymon: PK: ::raises his hand as if to hit Maeve, though he doesn't:: Serena's *father*!
SP00KY One: MV: :::flinches back:::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: :::thinkinig that he is going to connect with her, she freezes his hand::: Dont hurt my twin!
SP00KY One: MV: :::smirks at his frozen hand::: Some father you are. When was the last time you even spoke to Serena?
YarnKittymon: PK: ::the man cries out, looking in horror at his hand; looks back at Aldez, horrified:: What *are* you?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: What am *I*? What are you!? You think you can just walk around hitting people? Why dont I freeze your tongue off as well?
YarnKittymon: PK: The man who killed my daughter?
JopDance: jm: What are you talking about?
YarnKittymon: PK: ::looks back at Jasmine, speaking slowly, like she's a stupid child; points at Donald:: That...man...had...my...daughter...killed!
SP00KY One: MV: Donald didn't have anyone killed and why are you all of the sudden concerned about your daughter!?
JopDance: jm: ::face goes red with anger:: What proof do you have?
YarnKittymon: PK: ::he almost looks hurt by Maeve's comment, but quickly turns even fiercer:: What business is that of yours?
YarnKittymon: PK: ::to Jasmine, equally fiercely:: She was violently killed the very day after she married him! What more proof do I need?
SP00KY One: MV: :::getting angry::: First, why do you even care!? You weren't even at the wedding! And it is my business. More so then yours!
YarnKittymon: PK: I wasn't invited!
JopDance: jm: ::mutters:: Not surprised...
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: Exactly! Because you havent been around for the past 10 years or so!
YarnKittymon: PK: ::punches the top of the unpadded church pew nearest to him, hard, not cringing, though he does look away:: I was going to make things right! Business got in the way, and then *he*--::looks at Donald disgustedly::--telegrammed me!
SP00KY One: MV: What? Donald didn't even know you, hell i dont even think he knew Serena that well. Why would he telegram you? For what?
YarnKittymon: PK: ::curses:: Who's Donald?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: ::grumbles::: Business always gets in the way.
SP00KY One: MV: :::points angrily down at Donald::: *HIM*
YarnKittymon: PK: ::blinks, looking rather startled:: He told me he was Serena's husband, Alex.
SP00KY One: MV: In the telegram or he just walked up to you in person and told you this?
YarnKittymon: PK: He was in the mortuary after hours yesterday, leaning over her coffin. I asked him if he was Serena's husband.
JopDance: jm: And he said yes? That's strange...
SP00KY One: MV: :::frowns::: Ok, Donald, wake up! :::pushes him.:::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: Here, maybe this will help. :::forms ice::: Ready?
SP00KY One: MV: Sure. :::forms a fireball:::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: ::throws it at Donald::::
SP00KY One: MV: :::hits the ice:::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: :::ice turns to water, splashing him::: Wakey Wakey.
SP00KY One: MV: You have a lot of explaining to do mister.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::cries out, his eyes coming open; his face and shoulders are completely soaked:: Pardon?
SP00KY One: MV: :::grabs him by the shirt and halls him up::: You were pretending to be Alex? why?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is still kind of dazed; puts one of his hands on Maeve's, looking at her blankly:: What?
SP00KY One: MV: This man here claims he talked to you here at Serena's coffin the other night. care to explain?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a long pause:: Is *that* why he hit me?
SP00KY One: MV: :::shouts::: Yes and No. he thought I was dating my cousin!
YarnKittymon: PK: What?
YarnKittymon: DL: Set me down, or at least unbutton my top button, Maeve, please. You're cutting off my air...
SP00KY One: MV: ::releases him:: Good.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes a few deep breaths, glancing back at Serena's father for a moment; leans against the pew in front of him:: I believe you've met...the freak who can bring the dead back to life?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: What?
SP00KY One: MV: What?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::impatiently:: That Negro man!
SP00KY One: MV: What?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: What?!!
YarnKittymon: DL: He can heal the wounded, but if it's just happened, he can re-wake the dead--sometimes. I didn't say anything because I didn't want to get your hopes up.
SP00KY One: MV: ::frowns::: What does he have to do with Serena's father thinking you are Alex?
YarnKittymon: DL: I'd tried it...asked him to heal her...as soon as I could get away from the police, but it didn't work. Last night we snuck in to try again, so I could know we'd done all we could before her burial...
SP00KY One: MV: oh. Did he say why it didn't work?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns:: He doesn't know how it works, but I suspect it must be immediately after the death, before the body starts to...::doesn't finish, frowning::
SP00KY One: MV: Oh. ::frowns:::
YarnKittymon: DL: We were going to try again... ::motions to Serena's father:: Then this guy just--just appears out of nowhere, and sees the two of us, and asks which one of us was her husband.
YarnKittymon: DL: Frankly, we were afraid of him.
SP00KY One: MV: So you thought it would be a good idea to pretend to be Alex? I hope your face hurts.
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: Where is Alex anyway? After all this is his wife's funeral. He doesnt even bother to stick around!
YarnKittymon: DL: He probably followed the body out. And yes, my face hurts, Maeve. I didn't dare tell him the truth, not knowing him, and it was clear he was certain *one* of us was her husband.
YarnKittymon: DL: I shudder to think what he might have done if he thought she'd married a Negro.
SP00KY One: MV: :::glares at Serena's father::: He shouldn't have cared, not that it is any of his business who she marries.
YarnKittymon: DL: I made a lucky guess and asked if he'd received the telegram...
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: good now that's settled, now how aboutt we get back to the fact that he's here ::glares at Serena's father::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::rubs his jaw, looking at Maeve:: I'm sorry, Maeve...
YarnKittymon: PK: ::glares at Aldez:: Who *are* you two, anyway?
SP00KY One: MV: ::just releases a heavy sigh:: fine, but if you ever impersonate anyone again i'll impail you with a fireball
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: We are Alex's cousins, not that it's any of your business
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles at Maeve, cringing:: I promise.
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: ::forms ice in her hand and plays with it, lost in thought::
YarnKittymon: PK: ::quietly:: Alex...I don't know whether...
SP00KY One: MV: whether what?!
YarnKittymon: PK: ::suddenly angry again:: I knew I'd made a mistake, the very day she died. I felt it. And it was too late!
SP00KY One: MV: well that's a blinding flashh of the obvious
JopDance: jm: Your mistake isn't Alex's problem. He's had enough trouble without you coming around.
YarnKittymon: PK: ::looks at Maeve fiercely, then back at Jasmine:: I was invited!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns, looking at Serena's father anxiously::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: Yeah there's the door ::pointing to the exit:: don't let it hit you on te way out
SP00KY One: MV: let me guess...out of courtesy for the dead?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: She doesn't care that you're here, she's dead!! and we don't care either
YarnKittymon: PK: It was two days after she died, that I received the telegram. I didn't know she was dead. I wanted to make things up to her somehow. She was all I had.
SP00KY One: MV: It's a little late to decide that *after* she is dead. There is nothing more you can do here. And if you are looking for sympathy you are barking up the wrong tree.
YarnKittymon: PK: I don't want your sympathy, or your pity! But you could at least accept the fact that I'm here!
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: ::simply:: No.
SP00KY One: MV: I accept that you are here but accept the fact that *we* could care less that you are.
YarnKittymon: PK: ::gets a rather hurt expression on his face, which he only belatedly hides; looks back at Donald angrily:: You take care of that woman of yours. Don't be a fool. ::adjusts the collar of his suit, then turns and walks to the exit without another word::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: ::throws a patch of ice on the floor so he will slip on his way out:::
JopDance: jm: ::looks after him a little sympathetically::
SP00KY One: MV: And I dont need anyone taking care of me! Thank you.
YarnKittymon: PK: ::slips and falls, but doesn't even look back at Aldez, though he sees the ice and clearly knows who put it there::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::rubs his jaw again::
SP00KY One: MV: :::doubles over laughing::: have a nice trip, see you next fall!
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: :::looks pretty proud of herself, tries to contain her laughter but fails:::
YarnKittymon: PK: ::carefully gets to his feet and walks out, looking defeated::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't smile, or look at Maeve or Aldez::
SP00KY One: MV: Do not start with us, you will not win!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::suddenly sits down, looking faint and exhasuted::
JopDance: jm: You okay, Libby?
SP00KY One: MV: :::looks quizzically at Libby::: Where did you come from? Have you been here the whole time? why do you look exhausted.?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks up, smiling weakly:: Is he gone?
SP00KY One: MV: Yeah, looks like it.
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: We made sure of that
YarnKittymon: LB: ::suddenly laughs:: I was trying so hard to send him away.
SP00KY One: MV: :::starts laughing again:::
JopDance: jm: You didn't have to do that; not with these two to push him out the door. ::smiles::
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: :::laughing too:::
SP00KY One: MV: ::grins proudly::: Well, I think its time we pushed ourselves out the door.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve; softly:: You can't forgive someone for making a mistake, not even if they're sorry, years later?
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: We have a lot of things to take care of back at the house.
SP00KY One: MV: :::pouts::: Maybe 50 years from now.
YarnKittymon: LB: But you'll come see the burial, at least?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::half-smiles:: Well, maybe that's a relief.
SP00KY One: MV: If they haven't already finished.
EVIL TWINS1909: AZ: Then lets hurry up and get there. That guy has waisted enough of our time.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: I'll drive anyone who needs a ride. Come on.
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