| From: | Hunter <hunter@******.STAT.COM> |
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| Subject: | Funeral for an Acquaintance |
| Date: | Wed, 8 Feb 1995 23:51:51 MST |
>>>>>[Okay, folks. For all of you who couldn't make the funeral, the Porter
family has given me permission to sketch it out for you...
+++Begin Trideo download+++
The trideo camera comes to life in a small meeting hall, one that bears
no markings showing religious affiliation. It's basically just a plain room
with rows of chairs set up. The rows are filled with people who have come to
pay their last respects. Up towards the front you zoom in on five humans and
a dwarf sitting in the front row. They are all dressed in black, except for
one of the humans and the dwarf, who are in full military dress. The dwarf's
uniform is much older and more worn, which makes the guy next to him stand out
even more. There is a woman next to him who is sitting solemnly. You surmise
that from the look of her, she is Caine's widow. She is flanked on the other
side by a man dressed in a dark suit. In fact, most everyone is in a dark
suit of some sort.
You flash briefly on the coffin when you hear the doors open. You zoom back
(as the camera is right over the door) to see a man and a woman enter and take
a seat up near the front. some of the other guests rustle a little bit as he
passes, but you figure that that's a reflex action when a vampire walks by
you.
The man in the uniform gets up and crosses to the front ofthe podium. After
a moment to compose himself, he addresses the gathering.
Abel Porter: Thank you all for coming this evening. We gather here tonight to
pay our respects to our honored dead. In a time when the world view is to
think only of yourself, my brother was one of a rare breed. The kind of man
who would think of how his actions would affect others. You here know what I
speak of. I haven't yet heard the whole story, but from what I've learned,
a good number of you would not be here now.
I know that you all risk your lives each day, given your profession, and
that the loss of a comrade, though not altogether uncommon, is something that
affects everyone, including myself. I hardly knew him--the two of us grew up
in separate environments. My father had never really known him either and had
carried that to his grave. It wasn't until a few months ago that Caine found
me, while I was searching for him. And in that short time, I was able to put
my father's final fears to rest. Because both of his sons grew up to be true
warriors. I'm glad that the two of them are together now.
There is a slight pause as Abel turns around and gives a sharp salute.
Abel: (softly) Rest in peace... brother.
Abel turns back around and heads back to his seat. You could almost make
out the form of tears welling up in his eyes. The man in the dark suit gets up
next.
Ripley: On behalf of the bereaved, I would like to thank you all as well for
coming. To be honest,I hadn't expecting such a large turnout. I have, as you
know, retained the usage of Lou's Bar and Grill for a wake. What Captain
Porter said earlier was true--a good number of us here owe Caine our lives.
And I know that he would probably want us to observe this occasion in that
manner: a celebration of life. The wake will be open to anyone who wants to
pay their respects in a less formal atmosphere. I hope to see you all there.
With that, Ripley walks over to Trish Porter and escorts her out, followed
by Caine's coffin with the pallbearers: Irish, Lou and two men whom you don't
recognize. Then comes Captain Porter with Erika, then Jayna and the rest of
those gathered.
You cut to an outside camera to see that they have set the coffin down in
a sort of reception line. Various different people walk by, saying their
goodbyes or just standing there momentarily. Through the darkness you can
make out the faces of Spirit, CRUSH (who admittedly isn't easy to miss),
Basilisk, Dr. Jackson, his daughter, Diana and Claw. The last of the guests
file away and off into the shadows. The pallbearers pick up the coffin and
load it into a truck. The truck drives off and the pallbearers disperse,
leaving everything as quiet as death itself. As the camera feed fades out,
however, you catch a look out another person who arrives out of nowhere.
+++End download+++
I found out something else interesting. I ranthe end of the feed through
my equipment and enhanced the image and all that jazz. The person at the end
turned out to be none other than Nicole Velli, VP of Maxim. Now what do you
suppose that little Caine-slaying slitch was doing there?]<<<<<
-- Storyteller <Once Upon A Time...>
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