Let's not take apart a bed, we've only got so many we're allowed to keep and they're kinda expensive for how much money we actually have, yeah?
[ Tree branches work. They can fashion out two crosses to stick into the earth, Wolfwood leaning his cross against the tree in the middle.
They may both sit in as Wolfwood digs through his brain for the appropriate invitation to prayer, solemn, words flowing free and easy enough from being used to it. Death is not the end nor does it break the bonds forged in life. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Amen. ]
[HE WILL KEEP HIS BITING WORDS TO HIMSELF about how he was just going to use the bed of someone who DIDN'T DESERVE IT ANYWAY. It's fine. He can set aside his petty gripes to close his eyes and clasp his hands together while Wolfwood prays and Lowe escapes prayer.
On a whole, he finds it a comfort, and he wonders if the erased would. He's well aware that prayers like this are for the living more than the dead, though.]
[ It is very much more for the living than the dead, but Vash likes to think of it as one last goodbye, to show that they meant something when they were alive... There's hope that they will see the erased in the future, as small chance as that may be, but for now he indulges in the solace this brings him.
When they're done, because I CANNOT PASS ON THIS LORE ]
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[ Tree branches work. They can fashion out two crosses to stick into the earth, Wolfwood leaning his cross against the tree in the middle.
They may both sit in as Wolfwood digs through his brain for the appropriate invitation to prayer, solemn, words flowing free and easy enough from being used to it. Death is not the end nor does it break the bonds forged in life. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Amen. ]
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On a whole, he finds it a comfort, and he wonders if the erased would. He's well aware that prayers like this are for the living more than the dead, though.]
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When they're done, because I CANNOT PASS ON THIS LORE ]
Why are you so quick to dismantle your bed?!
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Wolfwood makes sure that the crosses stand straight and won't budge over due to wind, before joining. He is lighting a cigarette, as you do. ]
Is it the shared one? You still mad about it?
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Anyway he's a spiteful bitter bitch so yeah he's still mad about it.]
It isn't my bed. It's Rang's bed. I think he could do to sacrifice something of his to help better this place on a whole.