the eighth - we don't have to be lonely

[fragileprophet]

Characters: open to all
Setting: backdated to April 4th, all day, at the Graveyard (Floor 48).
Format: mingle, do as you like! Include a time of day if you feel so inclined.
Summary: After his network post on April 3rd, Ion's spending the day at Rick's grave to honor his memory. Anyone and everyone is welcome to join him in mourning or hang around by themselves to grieve privately.
Warnings: general sadness, possible descriptions of gore or other unpleasant things.

Comments

[thepowerful]

[What approaches Ion is a large winged man with blue skin and glowing eyes - if Ion's seen Phaeris around before, he may have noticed that the dragon-man is usually frowning. Today, though, it is a fair bit more melancholy than usual.]

Phaeris would be terrible to not come.

[He turns his eyes to the grave, then folds his arms.]

He offered Phaeris food when Phaeris was new here. A favor that Phaeris regrets he had no chance to repay.

[fragileprophet]

[Regarldess of Phaeris' somewhat frightening appearance, Ion only smiles gently up at him. He offers a small nod of consideration at the words.]

Yes, that does sound like something he would have done. And I'm sure that he was happy just to know that he was able to help.

[Ion turns his smile down toward the flowers he'd brought, carefully rubbing a white petal between his fingers. Rick wouldn't have wanted his kindness to be repaid. He had always been so terribly thoughtful.]

Your name is Phaeris, then? Mine is Ion.