OOM: The Wake
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There were some things he never wanted to do and some things he never imagined himself doing.
Like preparing the body of a friend for a wake.
Elaine had decided that Tony's corpse needed to be prepared, his wounds dressed and that tarp removed. It might be more difficult to explain the shroud he was wrapped in now, the gauzy white cloth that covered his body, with just one thin layer over his face like a veil. This shroud raise more questions than just leaving him in the tarp, a fact that bothered Ryan, but that option didn't seem ... decent. It was distasteful on a visceral level, offending something that went beyond logic.
Visit the sick. Harbor the harborless. Ransom the captive. Bury the dead.
That didn't make this much easier though. It was out of respect, duty and even pride that he was here. He couldn't leave Elaine to do this alone, that was never an option. Still, it was hard to look at the ashen skin and the wounds and not be horrified, not wonder about what his own body had looked like. One bullet wound but the entry point was different and Ryan was grateful for that. The neat, small entry wound in Tony's forehead was easy to cover with bandages, still leaving his face visible. Intact. Lying over the body, on his chest, was a small bouquet of white lilies.
The only problem after the wake would be the burial. Something would have to be done soon. He knew the others were waiting to see if Michelle would arrive here or what the chatter on the mission...
But it couldn't wait any longer. They'd have to take care of the body and he had to be done soon. It didn't matter what condition the body was in, it just wasn't right to wait. It seemed disrespectful somehow. Not to mention the unspoken hope that he knew was shared by the others that if Tony was buried maybe he could come back to Milliways. It was insane and sounded almost like Milliways' own version of superstition but it also made a strange sort of sense. Tony would come back here if he could so what else could be keeping him but this?
The still sparsely decorated room has more furniture in it now. Along with the bed that the body lay on - a single, covered with a white sheet and pushed horizontal against the wall opposite the door - there were also a few folding chairs in case anyone needed to sit during the blessing.
Across the hall, in Room 515, there was none of the usual bedroom furniture, just chairs, tables and two couches. On one table there was food, plates and napkins. On the other table (and in the two coolers underneath) there are soft drinks, coffee, tea and a wide variety of liquors.
Ryan walks over to the doorway where Elaine is standing and waits for people to come by.
Like preparing the body of a friend for a wake.
Elaine had decided that Tony's corpse needed to be prepared, his wounds dressed and that tarp removed. It might be more difficult to explain the shroud he was wrapped in now, the gauzy white cloth that covered his body, with just one thin layer over his face like a veil. This shroud raise more questions than just leaving him in the tarp, a fact that bothered Ryan, but that option didn't seem ... decent. It was distasteful on a visceral level, offending something that went beyond logic.
Visit the sick. Harbor the harborless. Ransom the captive. Bury the dead.
That didn't make this much easier though. It was out of respect, duty and even pride that he was here. He couldn't leave Elaine to do this alone, that was never an option. Still, it was hard to look at the ashen skin and the wounds and not be horrified, not wonder about what his own body had looked like. One bullet wound but the entry point was different and Ryan was grateful for that. The neat, small entry wound in Tony's forehead was easy to cover with bandages, still leaving his face visible. Intact. Lying over the body, on his chest, was a small bouquet of white lilies.
The only problem after the wake would be the burial. Something would have to be done soon. He knew the others were waiting to see if Michelle would arrive here or what the chatter on the mission...
But it couldn't wait any longer. They'd have to take care of the body and he had to be done soon. It didn't matter what condition the body was in, it just wasn't right to wait. It seemed disrespectful somehow. Not to mention the unspoken hope that he knew was shared by the others that if Tony was buried maybe he could come back to Milliways. It was insane and sounded almost like Milliways' own version of superstition but it also made a strange sort of sense. Tony would come back here if he could so what else could be keeping him but this?
The still sparsely decorated room has more furniture in it now. Along with the bed that the body lay on - a single, covered with a white sheet and pushed horizontal against the wall opposite the door - there were also a few folding chairs in case anyone needed to sit during the blessing.
Across the hall, in Room 515, there was none of the usual bedroom furniture, just chairs, tables and two couches. On one table there was food, plates and napkins. On the other table (and in the two coolers underneath) there are soft drinks, coffee, tea and a wide variety of liquors.
Ryan walks over to the doorway where Elaine is standing and waits for people to come by.
Arrival
Date: 2006-08-24 10:17 am (UTC)Re: Arrival
Date: 2006-08-24 10:31 pm (UTC)She is no longer crying, but her face is as blank as a mask.
Grief and concern can be seen in Gil's eyes, though the concern is more for Sara than anything else.
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Date: 2006-08-24 11:30 pm (UTC)Wakes make Mal twitchy.
Doesn't mean he's not here.
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Date: 2006-08-25 12:03 am (UTC)Arms crossed over her expansive belly, and sniffling 'cause she walked in and almost burst into tears again.
But she's here.
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Date: 2006-08-25 12:16 am (UTC)Blue, however, is not the color of mourning.
White is.
When Moiraine glides near-silently down the hallway to room 513, the silk gown she wears is the shade of mountain snow.
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Date: 2006-08-25 12:27 am (UTC)Respected him, though, for what he tried to do in China, and liked him well enough.
So he slips in quietly, to stay unobtrusively at the back. He hopes.
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Date: 2006-08-25 12:56 am (UTC)She'll make her way to the corner in the back as soon as she can and as silently as she can.
Last thing she needs is people staring at her.
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Date: 2006-08-25 01:43 am (UTC)When he looks up, it's brief - seeing Tony covered in white makes him look down quickly, the sight is strangely overpowering.
Everything about this doesn't feel right. He gets as close to the back as he can.
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Date: 2006-08-25 01:47 am (UTC)Re: Arrival
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Date: 2006-08-25 01:57 am (UTC)Clad in a dark colored linen shiftdress, she enters the room timidly. She feels heavy and sad.
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Date: 2006-08-25 02:40 am (UTC)Re: Arrival
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Date: 2006-08-25 02:55 am (UTC)'It's never going to be the same.'
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Date: 2006-08-25 03:14 am (UTC)Re: Arrival
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Date: 2006-08-25 03:42 am (UTC)But his death matters.
So she's there.*
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Date: 2006-08-25 06:45 am (UTC)The solemn look on her face doesn't.
The Blessing
Date: 2006-08-24 10:19 am (UTC)Re: The Blessing
Date: 2006-08-25 01:06 am (UTC)"Into your hands, O Lord, we humble entrust our brother Tony. In this life you embraced him with your tender love; deliver him now from every evil and bid him enter eternal rest.
"The old order has passed away: welcome him then into paradise, where there will be no sorrow, no weeping nor pain, but the fullness of peace and joy with your Son and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever. Amen."
He pauses, then says quietly, "I would ask that those who know it would join me in a prayer.
"Our Father, Who art in heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven..."
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Date: 2006-08-24 10:21 am (UTC)Re: Room 515
Date: 2006-08-25 12:05 am (UTC)Though he may not be able to make it very long in here, either.
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Date: 2006-08-25 12:31 am (UTC)She won't last long here, she'll leave soon enough.
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Date: 2006-08-25 01:31 am (UTC)He only nods. "Let's go home."
With a glance at the others, the two CSIs leave.
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Date: 2006-08-25 02:44 am (UTC)He doesn't seem very inclined to meet anyone's eyes, mostly keeping them to the floor, though they flicker up occasionally as people walk in, or talk quietly. He tries to block out anything he can hear.
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