trustfell | SENDOFF.

SENDOFF.

[ Does it ever stop?

Maybe not, but Jean doesn't actually have an issue with that. The immediately visible zombies have been taken care of and the group is ready for any others that might shamble their way. It's still the dead of the night as Jean moves about the town square, gathering up every last bit of dry wood he can find and building up the basis of what could become an impressive bonfire. Strangely, he leaves it unlit - or perhaps not so strangely, since it really should be time to move on.

Instead, Jean goes back - back into the school and through the hallways and down to the courtroom. He makes several side trips as he goes, gathering up rope and matches and spare blankets along the way. He's not particularly surprised to see that Kimblee's corpse has been a bit abused since they last left him, nor is he depressed or angry or pleased.

Kimblee got what he deserved.

Jean takes the time to carefully wrap Kimblee's corpse in the spare sheets and secure them with rope, more out of consideration for the more squeamish of his fellow survivors than any respect for Observant himself. Wrapping him up is pretty simple, luckily. Dragging him back up the stairs and all the way over to the bonfire is simple, but not easy. He's a big, heavy bastard as it turns out and the very first hints of dawn are glimmering on horizon by the time Jean finally gets him over to the bonfire. Unsurprisingly, Jean will happily accept any offers to help with the body moving process.

There's no pomp or ceremony to Kimblee's 'funeral'. There's no moment of silence, no carefully selected works, not even a few personal possessions tossed onto the pyre with their tormentor of the past two months. Jean simply kindles a few sparks at the base of pyre, and then steps back to watch the flames grow into a blaze and consume flesh and wood alike.

... He does take care to stand upwind of the pyre, however. Burning bodies aren't exactly a pleasant scent. ]

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[ You don't mind being petted and scratched behind the ears while you poke the corpse, right. Because Chie will be doing that unless Wiggly has any objections. ]

[Wiggly has no objections to this!

...She'll even offer to share the spear after a bit because god damn is this therapeutic, do you want to poke him a few times.]

[ BLESS YOU WIGGLY YOU ARE A FANTASTIC RABBIT BALLOON. Chie takes the spear and starts poking him.

...After a few pokes she stops when an idea occurs to her. ]

Wiggly, do you want to take a selfie with the pyre in the background?

[...Wiggly grabs the spear again, heads over to the body, jabs that spear down where the remains of his face should be... and poses.

Get her good side, Chie!

...The rest of Blue's Pokémon bound on over to get in the shot as well. And Blue!

We're united in our intense fuck this guy.]

[ Fuck this guy indeed. Chie takes two pictures - one for herself, and one to hand over to Blue. ]

Keep this.

Gladly!

[She takes that picture, sticks it in her bag, and... Oh, right.]

Do you want your old pictures back? I kept them with me.

[Even the ones of bodies.]

Of course. I'm gonna put them in an album.

[ An album for murderschool memories. Or something. ]

Also, I found the pic I took during my execution. It turned out pretty amazing...

I still can't believe you did that. Then again, it's just like you, isn't it?

[She pulls Chie's photos out of her ~~pillowcase~~ totally official and cool bag ~~no really it's a pillowcase~~ and hands them over.

...She's keeping one of the shirtless Dio photos, because who the hell would give that up.

While she's here, she'll give her back basically everything she pilfered out of her room- kaneki's stuff, her letters and notes... She's keeping her room key, too, because it's dumb and sentimental to her and it's not like she needs it anyway.]

I kept good care of your stuff!

[oh hey wow that's a nice little bunch of-]

You guys have all of our stuff with you?

[...she says, but there's not much she. really wants to take with her, it's all on her body besides certain things she's written.]

Maybe? I just kept a few important things. You could always head back in and check!

[...But who the fuck wants to do that. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a fuckton of letters.]

If you're looking for these, though, I took good care of them too!

[Well, file these under things she never thought she'd see again!]

Ohmygosh, m-my letters! [She gasps and just snatches them right up. The ones she hand-wrote... And the ones she received from the Conductor. Well, we have a clear hierarchy of what's important to her and what's- ...what's going right on the pyre.]

Thank you, I- [did you-] ...I-I'm sorry, you, um...had to...find all that.

[......SORRY YOU WERE LEFT WITH HER EMOTIONAL DEVASTATION.]

It was better than finding your body!

[Blue you don't just say that-]

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[YEAH THIS IS-]

OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY--

[Immediately pulling her beanie down a bit more to hide the gunshot scar- no, it doesn't fully shit okay let's put up the big puffy hood-

there's just coat now, no girl, she's gone]

Relax, relax! It wasn't a big deal! Byakuren's was way worse.

[...That's not reassuring at all.]

And I was something of a corpse magnet anyway.

[That's not reassuring either.]

And you're fine now, right?

[...She needs to put her tact back on with this body business, and pronto-]

Yes, but- [says the parka

...wait

Ashley pokes her head back out.] But- Jesus Christ, Blue! I am so sorry, that must've just-

[She unceremoniously dumps the responses from Kimblee in the pyre and tucks her own letters away before giving her a hug.]

[...You know what, she's a little confused by the suddenness of this, and really isn't Ashley still a little upset about the mole thing, but-

You know what, fuck it, we can do hugs instead today.]

You get used to it. Really!

[...There is literally nothing reassuring to say that doesn't sound vaguely insane, is there.]

[well yes, she is still a bit upset about the mole thing, but well she kind of jumped in front of a deathly blast for you and that puts things in perspective and-

...]

You shouldn't have to get used to this sort of thing. Just because it happens, just because you do doesn't mean it isn't severely fucked. And I am so sorry that it was something you had to get used to.

[This might be coming from a slightly personal place. Softer, a little sweeter.]

I severely hope that...whatever you're going back to...you get to live a nicer, more peaceful life than this.

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Hey, Ashley-san, want to take a selfie with Kimberly's corpse in the background?

[ SHE NORMALLY ISN'T THE SELFIE TYPE BUT SHE HAS PLENTY OF FILM AND ZERO FUCKS TO GIVE. ]

.....................

[Stares blankly at the corpse. Stares blankly at Chie.]

Why the hell not.

Or we can take a selfie without the corpse. I mostly just want one as a keepsake.

Oh. Well, Chie, that's real sweet...

[...]

I know your aesthetic. Let's take a selfie with the corpse.

I was gonna die, and I wanted to go out doing something like I like 'cause death is a terrifying thing when you think you're going to disappear forever.

[ Death is what she fears most in the world. But knowing that souls exist... it's a comforting thought, really.

And Chie was actually going to let her keep one of the Dio pictures, so she won't mind. Treasure that thing forever. c: ]

Thank you, Blue-san.

[...Are we having a feelings jam.

Should she-]

Looks like I wasn't the only one afraid of death, huh? You're really brave for facing it head on like that.

[That's a lot closer to honesty than she really wants to get today.]

I'm really glad you're back, Chie.

[ ...YUP. THIS SURE IS A FEELINGS JAM. ]

I don't fear a lot of things. But one thing that really scares me is death because I don't want to disappear forever. So my life philosophy's to have as much fun as possible so that I at least can die at a moment when I can think "It's okay."

It's not a bad way to live, is it? Living life to the fullest, and enjoying every moment of it!

[...Or something like that.]

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