Final resting place.
Characters: Allelujah Haptism (alle_halle), Lockon Stratos (meteo_sniper), Lucy/Nyu (lilium_nyu), Michio Adelionius 'Zeruel' Gensfictoris (armofgod)
When: Morning, bright and early, after this.
Where: Center of the safezone, in an area cleared of the loose debris.
Rating: T, swearing will happen, even if it's only Michio.
Summary: Michio rather hesitantly decides to put Ginia to rest after her untimely demise, after calming himself enough, he asked people to come and be there.
((OOC: Well then! Order'll be for simplicity; Michio, Nyu, Alle, Lockon. If you need ANY details, since I'm sure I'll leave something out, just ask, I'll only take an arm.))
The day was bright considering the shifting sky and dense fog.
Michio wasn't worried about that though. He didn't care what came out of the fog, he'd crush it without a worry today. Today, he was without anyone to worry about.
With a sigh, he adjusted Ginia's limp body in his arms. The only thing he had to dress her in so she wasn't a complete mess was his own suit. It left him once again in the armor he was so familiar with, so disgusted with.
Having cleared everything, this particular spot looked almost calm and serene, one might not realize the horrors and troubles that lay just beyond the crude ring formed by all the wreckage he was still moving away from the central spot. Placing her on one of the nicer slabs of stone, he started digging the only way he could.
He changed, towering into the sky. The clawed hands aided by metal gauntlets tore into the parched ground, easily shuffling it aside until there was a suitable hole dug. Giving a quick shake of the mane-like hair, he once again assumed his guise of human, and using his wings set about carving the slab of stone where Ginia lay, not ornately, but merely so she might have a place besides the dirt to lie upon.
Now while he worked, all there was to do was wait for everyone.
When: Morning, bright and early, after this.
Where: Center of the safezone, in an area cleared of the loose debris.
Rating: T, swearing will happen, even if it's only Michio.
Summary: Michio rather hesitantly decides to put Ginia to rest after her untimely demise, after calming himself enough, he asked people to come and be there.
((OOC: Well then! Order'll be for simplicity; Michio, Nyu, Alle, Lockon. If you need ANY details, since I'm sure I'll leave something out, just ask, I'll only take an arm.))
The day was bright considering the shifting sky and dense fog.
Michio wasn't worried about that though. He didn't care what came out of the fog, he'd crush it without a worry today. Today, he was without anyone to worry about.
With a sigh, he adjusted Ginia's limp body in his arms. The only thing he had to dress her in so she wasn't a complete mess was his own suit. It left him once again in the armor he was so familiar with, so disgusted with.
Having cleared everything, this particular spot looked almost calm and serene, one might not realize the horrors and troubles that lay just beyond the crude ring formed by all the wreckage he was still moving away from the central spot. Placing her on one of the nicer slabs of stone, he started digging the only way he could.
He changed, towering into the sky. The clawed hands aided by metal gauntlets tore into the parched ground, easily shuffling it aside until there was a suitable hole dug. Giving a quick shake of the mane-like hair, he once again assumed his guise of human, and using his wings set about carving the slab of stone where Ginia lay, not ornately, but merely so she might have a place besides the dirt to lie upon.
Now while he worked, all there was to do was wait for everyone.