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xx The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Thread started on: Nov 1st, 2007, 8:18pm »

The church is completely quite and a coffin sits towards the front. Not many people have yet to arrive but a few where already here. The coffin was closed for the many bruises and holes that covered his body. Flowers covered around the area of the coffin. A minister stepped forward and begin to speak.

"In the end Roland a man I had yet to meet fell victim to the inner beast within him. He killed a man when he lost control and removed another mans hand but lets not think about that, let us think about the good he has done for a small town."
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #1 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 12:09pm »

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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #2 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 4:08pm »

Larghetto sat in the center of the front row on the right, clearly upset.
His eyes were red and filled with tears. He listened to what the minister had to say, then looked up.
"May I say something, messieur?"
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #3 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 4:12pm »

Jamie sat beside Larghetto. He stared into the open air in front of him, looking neither particularly upset nor happy.
He rarely cried. He simply wasn't a crying sort of guy.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #4 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 4:14pm »

Francesca felt that she was far more upset over Roland's death than most of the other attendants. Therefore, she sat far away from everyone else, in a corner by herself. She was properly dressed in a black dress, black gloves, and a black hat with a veil that hid her face and her emotions.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #5 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 4:43pm »

The minister nodded and moved away from the podium allowing Largo to come and speak.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #6 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 5:49pm »

Marius walked into the church sitting next to Francesca. Wearing his suit he had fixed himself up for this event. His left hand still covered in white wraps so no one could it. His stomach dropped as he looked at the coffin. He usually diddnt care. But maybe for once he did.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #7 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 7:14pm »

Sicilia was sitting next to Jamie. She never really knew the sheriff. The young girl was there for her friends that did know him.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #8 on: Nov 16th, 2007, 9:15pm »

Wesley, arm still in a sling, had chosen an edge seat directly between Larghetto and the aisle.
He listened and watched the proceedings politely. He was another one of those who had never known Roland Wile as a personal friend but had the common courtesy to attend anyway.
He thought about death a lot lately. This funeral seemed to bring it even closer to home.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #9 on: Nov 17th, 2007, 07:27am »

Serena stepped into the church for a moment. She didn't intend on staying too long. Placing a basket of flowers at the door that she had picked from her own garden at her home, each flower was adorned with a card that read 'Death is only the begging of another life. -xoxo love Serena Anderson' Serena was about to turn and leave. But she couldn't help but turn and get one more glance.
Death was something that Serena didn't like to think about anymore, even though the subject periodically slipped back into her thoughts. Her blue eyes gazed over all the people, her lips pressed into a frown.
Serena said nothing and left. She didn't know Roland and it wasn't her place to attend his funeral.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #10 on: Nov 17th, 2007, 10:14am »

Larghetto stood up and walked to the altar. He stared at the coffin, thinking about how he wanted to word what he was to say.
"I have to admit that I didn't know the sheriff man as well as others may have, but I still consider him a friend," he said slowly. "I don't know if you all realize this, but stepping up to take the position of sheriff was a huge risk, and Roland had the courage to take it. The sheriff always seems to be disliked, even hated, by quite a few people. Not to mention how here, it must be a pretty hard job as I'm sure you would agree."
He paused, looking down at the podium.
"He was a great person, too. Nice, honest, fair, reliable... this town has lost another great man. He will be missed. Thank you."
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #11 on: Nov 17th, 2007, 8:25pm »

Sicilia watched as Larghetto walked back to his seat. -Beautiful speech,- she thought to herself looking over to the coffin. Her mind wandered to her father's funeral. It wasn't quite like this, but it was still a sad occassion.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #12 on: Nov 18th, 2007, 1:16pm »

"I wonder if he knew he was dying," Wesley suddenly said quietly after Larghetto had sat back down. It disturbed him.

What does it feel like to know you are about to die? he thought. To know that there is nothing you can do about it. That it's over. No more sunrises or sunsets, days or nights, waking up, going to work, sleeping, dreaming, happiness, sadness... everything. Gone.
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xx Re: The funeral of sheriff Roland Wile
« Reply #13 on: Nov 18th, 2007, 2:06pm »

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Belle had lost the scent of her older friend, she carried on walking and sniffed the air. It had turned cold all of a sudden. She shuddered and carried on walking down the Church's cobbled path. Her white head titled as she saw loads of people sitting and crying. Belle belly crawled to where the source of the problem was. She looked and saw that someone had died. Belle stepped a few steps back and sat down. A sheer pain hit her heart, she howled with the lryics of the preist that was praying. As she stopped, she saw the man's spirit. She didnt question him or anything. He just smiled and her, gave her a little stroke on her wolf's head and winked. " Be a good angel now!" Belle felt a wind breeze that caught the back of her neck. She shuddered and looked to the crowd that were still crying. She turned back to the dead man, and layed down beside the coffin. She sighed and wondered if anyone noticed she was there.
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« Reply #14 on: Nov 18th, 2007, 2:13pm »

"That's macabre. Let's hope not," Jamie responded to Wesley. "Pretty eerie when you think about it. It's hard to imagine that one day we won't be here."
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