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[yup_whitesuit]

[[back log because, again, I am a lazy bum and take ten years to do everything

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[12inchblaster]

Han was dressed in a slightly-formal black uniform. He didn't have anything else.

He could smell the vodka. Nice touch.

Han coughed. "Should I say somethin?" he muttered to Anakin.

[yup_whitesuit]

"If you wish," Anakin muttered back. "and if you truly believe she can still hear you."

[12inchblaster]

"I..." Han scratched the back of his head.

"Shego... wore a lot of green. She had a family and stuff. All the kids loved her. I'll miss her. That's all I have to say."

His eyes darted around, and he sat back down.

[yup_whitesuit]

Anakin stared at Han.

It was heartfelt, I suppose.

[ki_possible]

Kim stood by, dressed in black, head lowered. She cried unapologetic tears, sobbing quietly.

She'd been taken from her.

[possible_go]

Anna was in a black dress with green fireflies, and she was silent. No tears, no words, nothing. She stared at Shego's body.

All she could think about was blood.

"Kim."

[mrs_dr_p]

Anne stood next to Kim, dressed in black as well. She squeezed her daughter's free hand, looking at Shego sadly.

[willkickass]

Mara stood to the side, her arms crossed over her chest, her red hair shining bright against her black dress. She felt out of place. She hadn't really knew Shego all that much but...still. She had been a good guy.

And now she was gone. Mara sighed.

[taggingwomprats]

Luke stood next to Mara, decked out in what could be considered his best. His head was bowed. He hadn't known Shego all that well, but he was here for his father.

[willkickass]

Mara eventually reached over to slide her hand in his. She meant for the squeeze to be reassuring, for him.

She thought maybe she needed it more.

[yup_whitesuit]

"Thank you for coming," Anakin murmured, nodding to Luke and Mara. "Shego would have...I am glad you are here."

[x_royalflame]

Azula stood in back, away from the other's who had come to pay their respects. She wore white, as was the custom in the Fire Nation at a funeral. She didn't know this woman. This would be the first time she had ever seen her, as a corpse.

Still, she felt obligated to go. The spirit of this woman had helped her greatly.

[otherworldsthan]

Jake watched the funeral from afar, his head bowed. He'd actually warmed up to the idea of going back to school, of acting like a thirteen-year-old instead of a gunslinger, but ka had other ideas.

Next to him, Oy howled one long, sad note before falling silent again.