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xx Alexandrea Fontain's Funeral
« Thread started on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 10:15am »

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An open casket sat at the front of the church. In the casket lay a person that no one would have suspected to fall victim to a simple fatal accident. Alex actually looked the best she ever had. Her eyes were closed and her hands crossed over he chest. Under her hands was a red apple. So far the church was bare... no one there except for Alex's dead body.
There were no flowers or anything that could make the occasion seem happy at all. No reefs, no bouqets, nothing. It was just a funeral, actually, more of a memorial service for those that wished to say something else before Alex was finally shoved into her burrial place.
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« Reply #1 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 12:05pm »

Sicilia entered the church for a third time. This was the second time for a funeral. She said and walked up to the casket that laid Alexandrea's body. "How unfair," she sighed in the stillness of the church as she was the first one there. "Such tragedy couldn't befall on a kinder person than Alex, if there even is a kinder person than her," Sicilia continued holding back any tears she had, "I'm sorry for excepting the crackers from Hellister. I should have known better. I'm really sorry if I ruined your ball, though it seemed like everything picked back up after that."

The girl sighed again and laid a sing red rose in the coffin next to Alex. "I wish you luck in the next life, Ms. Fontain. Watch over Clauden where you may rest in heaven," she added before walking to a seat and sitting down waiting for the others to trickle into the church.
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« Reply #2 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 1:38pm »

Larghetto walked into the funeral looking quite unhappy. First Roland, now Alex. He allowed tears to fall freely from his eyes as he looked at the body.
"Beautiful even in death. I'll really miss her," he whispered.
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« Reply #3 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 1:46pm »

Jamie followed Larghetto into the funeral and stood with him at the casket, hands in his pockets.
"If you can hear me, which I kind of doubt, then there's no hard feelings from my end," he murmered solemnly. "No one wants their last words to someone to have been as harsh as mine were to you. For that, I'll never forgive myself. It's a shame I couldn't have gotten to know you better, little fruit stand girl. You were loved by many, without a doubt."
After this, he and Larghetto took a seat near Sicilia.
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« Reply #4 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 1:50pm »

Fermata, who had lately been busy doing other things and hadn't gotten out much, rushed into the church and immediately went to where Jamie and her brother were sitting. She couldn't bring herself to go and look at the body.
She took her seat and, having sat closest to Jamie, wept softly onto his shoulder.
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« Reply #5 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 1:57pm »

Sicilia looked over at Larghetto, Jamie, and Fermata and gave them a small, sad smile. "Hello, friends," she muttered solemnly.
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« Reply #6 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 2:03pm »

"Bonjour. Well, not good day, but... I guess we should try to make it as good of a day as possible. Allie would have wanted it that way," Larghetto said, smiling sadly at Sicilia. He sighed and looked at the casket.
"I can't believe someone else died. Allie is someone who I always thought would be here. I've known her for so long."
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« Reply #7 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 2:06pm »

"Death takes all. The good and the bad. It's just harder when he takes the good, especially if you care about them," Sicilia nodded.
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« Reply #8 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 2:13pm »

"Death is always so sudden. I just wish I had a chance to apologize," Jamie sighed, putting his arm around Fermata in an attempt to comfort her. He added bitterly,
"But if she was still alive, I wonder if I would have ever apologized anyway. We never expect someone's death and we'll always be sorry when it comes. I can only imagine how Wesley is taking it."
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« Reply #9 on: Nov 23rd, 2007, 8:15pm »

Coincidentally, Wesley walked into the church as Jamie made that statement. He had made an effort to dress nicely for this occasion.
He approached the casket slowly. Without missing a beat, he took the engagement ring from his pocket and put it back on her lifeless finger. It was hers, after all.

He just stood there looking at the body. There was no service going on and he wanted to see as much of her as possible before she was buried, lest he ever forget her face.

Wesley felt strange and emotionless. It was very surreal. He knew this was shock and that he would be in an unspeakable amount of grief later. Right now, there was only right now, standing there with his deceased ex-fiance.
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« Reply #10 on: Nov 24th, 2007, 11:33am »

Dwight felt obligated to at least attend Alex's funeral for a minute or two. After all, he had been engaged to her hiself once. It only seemed right that he go and pay his respects. Sure Dwight may not have actually loved her like Wesley did, but at least he was enough of a man to at least know when he was beat.
As Dwight enetered the church he saw that Wesley was down at the front. He gunted in disatisfaction as he began to walk forward with his hands shoved in his pockets. Dwight didn't care anymore. All he wanted to do was look then go.

Dwight finally reached the casket where he looked down and saw the ring that has only just been placed on her finger. The sight of it almost made Dwight want to laugh, but he held it in for the sake of those who were mourning.
"A bit too late weren't you?" Dwight said in a slight whisper as he walked to the other side of the casket so that he looked directly across to Wesley.
He shook his head. "I supposed none of it matters anymore." he added grimly.

Finally Dwight walked back around and stood next to Wesley. He held out his hand, "What do you say? Let bygones be bygones?"
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« Reply #11 on: Nov 24th, 2007, 4:42pm »

"A bit too late weren't you?"

Wesley looked up. He shrugged. "No, I don't think so. I gave it to her a long time ago. It's hers. I have no use for it."

"What do you say? Let bygones be bygones?"

Wesley reluctantly shook Dwight's hand mechanically with his good arm.
"I don't know if I can ever like you, but I have no reason to hate you now. There is nothing to try to defend from you," he said indifferently. His eyes fell back onto Alexandrea.

"It's funny. It seems like the entire time I knew her I was trying to protect her from something. From Tween, from you, from this town... and she dies like this. A stupid accident," Wesley frowned. "It hasn't all hit me just yet."
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« Reply #12 on: Nov 24th, 2007, 6:12pm »

"I don't know if I can ever like you, but I have no reason to hate you now. There is nothing to try to defend from you,"

Dwight nodded. "Well, for the record... I don't think I could like you, but I don't think I should hate you now." he said. What he had just said confused him let alone anyone else who might have heard the statement. He let go of Wesley's hand and looked to Alex.

"It hasn't all hit me just yet."

"You're not done protecting her yet, Pressman." Dwight said matter-of-factly. "You've still got to protect her memory. Preserve her memory in this town." He shook his head, "I can't do it. Apparently I'm an arrogant ass hole. You're the only one that can do that." he said seriously.
"When it does hit you... don't think of her being dead." Dwight said, "It'll be hard, but possible. She used to tell me that about her parents all the time. But I was always too bad ass to listen to her."

Finally Dwight had enough. "Well, I'm done with being nice for the day." He stretched before taking one last look at Alex, then to Wesley. "I'm out of here." he said without a care, and left the chruch.
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« Reply #13 on: Nov 25th, 2007, 09:21am »

"Well, for the record... I don't think I could like you, but I don't think I should hate you now."

Huh? Wesley hoped that what he had said had made more sense than this. He actually didn't see a reason that Dwight wouldn't hate him. Maybe it was just talk. Oh well. It didn't really matter.

"You're not done protecting her yet, Pressman. You've still got to protect her memory. Preserve her memory in this town."

Wesley nodded. This he understood. But he was quite sure that he wouldn't be the only one doing so. Lots of people liked Alex. He would have been surprised about how few people were actually at this memorial had he the will to look around him.

"When it does hit you... don't think of her being dead."

"You're right," Wesley said, long after Dwight had left the church. He could think of her alive and happy... just somewhere else. Maybe.
He took a few more moments standing there before walking to an empty pew and sitting alone.
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