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- RP Date
- YE 44.9
- RP Location
- Akina System
A Moment to GrieveFuture Site of Asarthortar City, Akina
Yamatai Star Empire - YE 44.9
After: Operation Fireplace
(Anyone from Yamatai or Fireplace thread is welcome to attend)
Funeral of Aester Sinith Caeyara I
It was probably their last time in MERN uniforms, the grey, and black dress-style uniforms worn enmass as they had more made just for the funeral. Airwin wanted the MERN soldiers to honor their Aester(Empress) properly. The funeral which had originally been intended to happen at Ayenee was finally able to happen. The towering peaks of the Taisho Mountains reigned as the backdrop, with the City of Taisho glistening upon the slopes as the rising sun glistened across snow and rock. The thunder of the Builder's Gong roared across the landscape joined by the rhythmic thunder of drums and the sweet melodies of flutes and other woodwinds. On the future site of their new home, the people of Tsenlan, the Norians, and small enclaves of Lorath gathered upon the snow-dusted plain, freed from the grips of extinction thanks to their saviors in the Kikyo Sector. The journey of Aester Sinith Caeyara I's sarcophagus had been long; from the tragic place on Minatu Prime where she fell to Noria which crumbled soon after, to Lorenz which laid a broken debris field in space, to Ayenee, and finally to this place, a potential new home safe from the harms of their origin.
"Smug bitch, Why are they even here?" Jun commented as he watched the High Priestess walk away from where his father had been standing, "I'm sure they're gloating, the fact they get away with my mother being put to rest outside of a temple after all, " he stopped beside his father, and looked out over the rows of MERN soldiers and civilians that had come to pay their respects. It was a cold day, a good day for such an event, and the sky was as blue as a turquoise gem.
Arwin said quietly to Jun, "The entire multiverse is their creation, this is more of a temple than those buildings will ever be. Unya is with us here, for I know within my heart son that she did not frown the slightest at your mother." His gloved hand slid from the decorative, yet ancient veiled sarcophagus. The niranium, platinum, and gold glistened from the surface of the stylized tomb, displayed upon the same pedestal it had been upon the MERN Aiathogu. Airwin knew all eyes were on them, it was not like he was not used to it though. He was more concerned with logistics; Naika and Uaeso were supposed to arrive from Yamatai any minute, while other members of the Ysi had to make their way from other refugee cities. across the Empire.
Jun didn't push it further, it was not hard to understand his father's emotions through the vesper they shared.
The choirs sang the requiem hymns to the Builders and the Espra, and the echoing whale-like calls of Leviathan Mindhives who had also done all they could to be present for the funeral seemed in harmony with those hymns. Airwin lost himself in the moment, his thoughts were so far away; so far in the past, it made him so disconnected. His mind was not on work, not on the battle's past, his mind was on the stupid arguments about tomato soup, a human food that Sinith has introduced to him and they had fought over foolishly, a lasting bit of love and comedy for the frail threads that kept him up-right every day. It was hard to describe the type of woman Sinith was, but to Airwin it was very simple - she was the one who completed him, the one who raised him up to be who he was. No matter how much the Continuum protested, no matter how much the Church disagreed with their union - he had loved her, completely. They had seen each other through the darkest of times, from wading in the sewers of a fallen capital to free their family to the crippling addiction he had overcome with the asune-derived drugs. Airwin stood there just as lost as the day he had lost her - a broken man forced to carry the weight of something bigger in the sacrifice of his own broken heart.
Uaeso watched from the distance with Naika at his side, "We should probably wait over here until Rin or Arina get here," he suggested, his father was having a moment before his mother's tomb and he didn't want to interrupt it.