[He sinks to his knees, reaching out slowly to check for a pulse. It's something he picked up on set, so he hopes that he's doing it wrong and that he's not actually dead.]
[ Yoon has seen corpses. He knows that expression. Soujuurou confirmed it, too. Despite never really knowing Jordi, his eyes begin to well up with tears when he realizes what's just happened.
This is because they're caught up in a war again, isn't it? It always comes back to war. It always comes back to violence. Death.
A strange, uncharacteristically dark expression flashes across his features.
Violence is inevitable. I might as well embrace it and ki-
...
Wait...what?
No. That can't be right. That Jordi is dead is exactly why he hates it. That thought is gone in a flash, since he dispels that strangely intrusive thought from his mind as quickly as it came. Yoon buries his face in his knees.
[ soujuurou looks at him, his expression remoresful. it’s not entirely his fault, but in a way, it is. he participated in his just as much as anyone else did, his own attacks leading to jordi’s fate.
he’s sorry, he genuinely is. ]
You need to stand up. I don’t think we can stay here.
[ he doesn’t know what the law of the city is for corpses. he’s never really seen one in the city, so he figures it can’t be normal, and therefore, it means it must be dealt with before those people he called come. ]
When he lifts his head, his expression, for a brief moment, is incredibly intense, like he's telling Soujuurou to get away from him despite the tears rolling down his cheeks. Then it flickers to something like uncertainty, surprise...? And then finally back to a more familiar, remorseful Yoon.
[Sayaka makes the frankly foolish decision to look over at Jordi, her steps shaky and walking closer despite the fact that she knows this is a bad idea.
...]
Oh--oh my god, excuse me--
[...SHE'S JUST GONNA GO OFF TO THE SIDE FOR A MOMENT AFTER THAT, UH. THIS IS DIFFERENT THAN THE MONSTERS IN NEKIYA, WHAT THE FUCK--]
[ soujuurou understands that feeling well. he’ll give her some time as mcgillis picks up the body and yoon goes through his issues, but after a few minutes he’ll go to her. ]
Sayaka. I’m sorry, but…we need to go. I can carry you if you’re not up for running.
[ because a girl sobbing alone when they called for help is just too weird to not rouse suspicion. ]
[All Sayaka wants to do after this is curl up on her bed, truly. Maybe get something back in her system after...all of that, but Soujuurou's words are grounding. She doesn't even say anything about the use of her first name, because it at least gets her attention and...
When she looks up, her gaze is...quite blank, and she doesn't even look like she's sobbed despite the clear fact that she's cried. It's strange, really, but...]
...I'd appreciate it. Thank you, Shizuki-kun.
[...Her words are blank too, but let's get the fuck out of here after the funeral.]
[Both Sayaka and Yoon's reactions just make their circumstances all the more real. The person they were meant to save from themself is dead.
Arven can't find it in himself to move. His limbs suddenly feel like they're made of lead. He just leans heavier into Mabosstiff for support, burying his face into his fur in an attempt to shield himself from the sight of Jordi's lifeless body.]
[Richard knows the truth even before Soujuurou says it out loud. He's seen it up close before, knows the signs.
But this... this is different. This man he'd never even spoken to before had smiled at him as if trying to tell him that it was all right even as he himself lay dying. Why? Why would he care about someone he didn't know in his last moments?
That's not... what people are like... right...? They're all ultimately the same underneath - selfish and self-centered, only out for themselves - so why...]
[ Once the reactions start, Sunrise knows what has happened. She stays quiet the entire time, seemingly unshaken by the fact that someone has died in front of them. If anything, she seems thoughtful, if one had to try putting a name to her expression.
It is a small mercy that Jordi managed to die with some measure of peace, she thinks. If dying was inevitable after everything that transpired, then... Perhaps this is the best that could be hoped for, even if it isn't ideal.
Before McGillis picks up the body, Sunrise approaches and reaches over to close Jordi's eyes with one hand. He deserves this much—and the kids should not have to look death in the eyes any more than they already have now. ]
McGillis looks stern, expression otherwise unreadable. He looks between Jordi and his phone, that he just used. He is going to give the teens and other more emotionally inclined people a moment to process, but then he is approaching the body. ]
We should get him out of here before the ambulance comes, then. More commotion is the last thing we need when there's nothing to gain anymore.
[ And they might try to dissect him. Since he's... not human and also a dead specimen now. ]
And what will we do with it? It’s just going to rot in our place.
[ though callous, it doesn’t come from a place of unkindness. he simply doesn’t know how to deal with a body aside from letting it return to the earth in the natural way. ]
[Fray is here, still holding the sword he used so freely to injure Lumen in the palace. His grip is tight and it takes him a long moment to settle the blade on his back again.]
...Yes. That would be for the best.
[He won't stop McGillis either; feel free to carry Jordi.]
[He finds himself clicking his tongue when Haruka more or less confirms that Jordi’s dead. Maybe they should have expected this outcome the moment the sword was plunged through his chest, but still.
Either way, Aaron just hangs by the periphery, although he does end up glancing over at the temple’s main building for a moment before he mutters under his breath.]
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Haruka looks over at Celeste, then at Jordi.]
...No way.
[He sinks to his knees, reaching out slowly to check for a pulse. It's something he picked up on set, so he hopes that he's doing it wrong and that he's not actually dead.]
After all of that, he can't just be...
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[Sayaka's hand covers her mouth--she didn't know what to do with any of this, really, but this is. This is what she's...]
No. Nonono, are you--are you saying he's--?!
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oh.
that’s how that person looked at the bottom of the cliff, too, didn’t they?
soujuurou approaches slowly, placing two fingers at the pulse point. he knows how to do this very well. ]
He’s dead.
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[ Yoon has seen corpses. He knows that expression. Soujuurou confirmed it, too. Despite never really knowing Jordi, his eyes begin to well up with tears when he realizes what's just happened.
This is because they're caught up in a war again, isn't it? It always comes back to war. It always comes back to violence. Death.
A strange, uncharacteristically dark expression flashes across his features.
Violence is inevitable. I might as well embrace it and ki-
...
Wait...what?
No. That can't be right. That Jordi is dead is exactly why he hates it. That thought is gone in a flash, since he dispels that strangely intrusive thought from his mind as quickly as it came. Yoon buries his face in his knees.
Jordi didn't have to die. ]
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[ soujuurou looks at him, his expression remoresful. it’s not entirely his fault, but in a way, it is. he participated in his just as much as anyone else did, his own attacks leading to jordi’s fate.
he’s sorry, he genuinely is. ]
You need to stand up. I don’t think we can stay here.
[ he doesn’t know what the law of the city is for corpses. he’s never really seen one in the city, so he figures it can’t be normal, and therefore, it means it must be dealt with before those people he called come. ]
We have to go.
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[ He mumbles it but he does, indeed, get up.
When he lifts his head, his expression, for a brief moment, is incredibly intense, like he's telling Soujuurou to get away from him despite the tears rolling down his cheeks. Then it flickers to something like uncertainty, surprise...? And then finally back to a more familiar, remorseful Yoon.
...He shakes his head. Shakes it off. ]
Yeah... Let's go.
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Oh--oh my god, excuse me--
[...SHE'S JUST GONNA GO OFF TO THE SIDE FOR A MOMENT AFTER THAT, UH. THIS IS DIFFERENT THAN THE MONSTERS IN NEKIYA, WHAT THE FUCK--]
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Sayaka. I’m sorry, but…we need to go. I can carry you if you’re not up for running.
[ because a girl sobbing alone when they called for help is just too weird to not rouse suspicion. ]
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When she looks up, her gaze is...quite blank, and she doesn't even look like she's sobbed despite the clear fact that she's cried. It's strange, really, but...]
...I'd appreciate it. Thank you, Shizuki-kun.
[...Her words are blank too, but let's get the fuck out of here after the funeral.]
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Arven can't find it in himself to move. His limbs suddenly feel like they're made of lead. He just leans heavier into Mabosstiff for support, burying his face into his fur in an attempt to shield himself from the sight of Jordi's lifeless body.]
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Arven. We have to go. People are coming and we can’t be seen with a corpse near us.
[ society is full of rules that are confusing for someone like him— but he’s quick to adapt. they can’t stay here. ]
We’ll have all the time to mourn him once we’re at a safe space.
[ thank god mcgillis taught him a new word. ]
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But this... this is different. This man he'd never even spoken to before had smiled at him as if trying to tell him that it was all right even as he himself lay dying. Why? Why would he care about someone he didn't know in his last moments?
That's not... what people are like... right...? They're all ultimately the same underneath - selfish and self-centered, only out for themselves - so why...]
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It is a small mercy that Jordi managed to die with some measure of peace, she thinks. If dying was inevitable after everything that transpired, then... Perhaps this is the best that could be hoped for, even if it isn't ideal.
Before McGillis picks up the body, Sunrise approaches and reaches over to close Jordi's eyes with one hand. He deserves this much—and the kids should not have to look death in the eyes any more than they already have now. ]
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[Arven's broken voice is barely above a whisper.]
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McGillis looks stern, expression otherwise unreadable. He looks between Jordi and his phone, that he just used. He is going to give the teens and other more emotionally inclined people a moment to process, but then he is approaching the body. ]
We should get him out of here before the ambulance comes, then. More commotion is the last thing we need when there's nothing to gain anymore.
[ And they might try to dissect him. Since he's... not human and also a dead specimen now. ]
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And what will we do with it? It’s just going to rot in our place.
[ though callous, it doesn’t come from a place of unkindness. he simply doesn’t know how to deal with a body aside from letting it return to the earth in the natural way. ]
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[ McGillis doesn't particularly care about the callousness anyway. Right now, practical thought is what is called for. ]
Let's pick him up, enter the Nekiya, and then exit again right after at our dorm.
[ And unless stopped, he is going to reach to actually take the body. ]
... we can hold a funeral first, if it would help people.
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I believe a funeral would be nice to have.
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[ you see, he doesn’t… ]
Sure. If you think it would help.
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...Yes. That would be for the best.
[He won't stop McGillis either; feel free to carry Jordi.]
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[ Unlike the other teenagers, Sunrise doesn't seem too devastated - and if she's shaken, then she's doing a very good job of keeping it together. ]
I...do not know what his beliefs are, but I am comfortable with handling the dead.
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[Mina’s going to be so good at corpse disposal after this though, like damn.]
We’ll have to break the news to everyone else, too. At least a funeral might give them the chance to sort their feelings out.
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Either way, Aaron just hangs by the periphery, although he does end up glancing over at the temple’s main building for a moment before he mutters under his breath.]
That son of a bitch…