Second chances at life lost [Bendytimed to post-plot]

[governorkang]

There was a lot of cleaning up to do after SHODAN and her robot armies had been defeated. Among the structural damage was parts of the Drunken Dragon Tavern: the store room and everything in it had been utterly destroyed, the pots that had rarely been used on-ship were strewn around the kitchen, and a couple of tables, one bench and a chair, and a portion of the stage needed repairs. The building next door that Kang used for half of his storage and called home had managed to escape relatively unscathed.

He had sustained some damage himself, with a few minor cuts and bruises, and a rough hole slightly larger than an orange missing from the membrane of his right wing. It hadn't healed completely yet, and the bandages didn't hide it very well at all.

He had personal matters to attend to before reconstruction could begin, though. Two draconians had been killed in the pod caverns, two that he'd known personally; they had served under him for over thirty years when he'd been Commander of the First Dragonarmy Engineering Regiment. Unlike the others that had been killed, there was nothing left of them. Vlemess, as a kapak, had melted into a pool of acid, and Urul the baaz had turned to stone, and then dust.

It was customary, because of the nature of draconian deaths, to simply place a headstone along with any personal possessions that could be salvaged. Sakura had helped Kang procure two suitable stones from the wreckage of the Great Wall, and he'd decided to place them in the little herb garden Kali had started before she'd gotten repodded (said garden hadn't been cared for since). It was visible from the tavern, and he felt that it was appropriate to have them near a piece of home.

He knelt down to clear a space on the north side of the garden, digging shallow holes for Urul's belt and one of Vlemess's bracers. He'd gotten lucky in finding their few possessions in the lockers.

[OOC: He invited/mentioned it to anyone that he counts as family or a friend, but it's cool for others to stop by too if they'd like. Threadjacking is also encouraged!]

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Putting Eva in later!

[masterofnun.livejournal.com]

It makes sense to Punchy that he pay respects to all the dead. He doesn't know Kang from Adam (except that Adam is supposedly missing a rib as well as some wings, horns and a tail), but when he heard that two of Kang's regiment were among the deceased he put two and two together and started looking from the Drunken Dragon.

He's still not sure what he's going to do for his sister. In some dark way he wonders if he'll have to do anything, or if she can just be forgotten by the rest of the ship. He's the only one that knew her anyway.

He's not wearing black, as he doesn't actually own anything but his costume and a single set of garishly-colored oversized clothes, but his goggles and his cowl are down in a show of respect. For a while he just stands off to the side, watching Kang dig. After a moment he clears his throat and asks, "you want any help with that or is this something you'd be more game to do solo?"

[governorkang]

Kang looked up, a bit surprised that any strangers had shown up. He almost shook his head to say no, but changed it after a moment, setting the shovel he'd been using on the ground closer to the human, "I'd appreciate it." He'd finished with Urul's, and after putting the belt in, he started smoothing the dirt over with his hands.

[masterofnun.livejournal.com]

Punchy comes over and takes the shovel. His Puppet's tucked into the inside of his jacket, since weapons hold no place at a funeral. He digs for Vlerness and he's quiet, respectful, a general turnaround from his usual loud and obnoxious demeanor. But he's been to funerals before.

"You want me to say a prayer for them or do you not think they'd appreciate it?"

[governorkang]

"No, I don't think they would," Kang said, smiling wryly. The human's god was more than likely good in nature, and they had not been pleased about Takhisis's departure either. He appreciated the offer, though.

"This is the second time they've died."

[masterofnun.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. My sister, too."

He steps away from the hole so Kang can deposit the bracers. "What were their names?"

[on_errantry]

Rhiow wasn't sure how long she'd been out. She woke slowly, her head pounding, in a dark, cramped space. The cabinet in the back room of the Drunken Dragon she'd chosen to hide in appeared to be crushed. The door, split in half and barely hanging on, was nevertheless wedged into the tight area Rhiow was now trapped in.

On top of that, when she moved to try to get her bearings a lance of fiery pain jolted up her back leg, and she heard the sickening grinding noise of bone on bone. It was broken, then. Involuntarily she yowled a little when she put weight on it and flopped back down heavily.

She flattened her ears, filled her lungs again, and proceeded to emit long, drawn-out meows of distress. Someone would hear her sooner or later.

[governorkang]

After the short service was over and the others had left, Kang headed towards the tavern to figure out where he was even going to start cleaning up the mess. Muttering a curse, he picked his way through the main area to the kitchen, setting a few of the pots on a table so he wouldn't trip on them.

What was that sound? A cat?

...oh. Oh shit. Had Rhiow not gotten out like he'd assumed? He'd wondered where she was and if she was okay.

"Rhiow?" he called out, starting to look for the source of the noise.

[on_errantry]

"Here!" she meowed, relaxing minutely. That it was Kang's voice wasn't at all unexpected, but nevertheless it felt good to know that someone knew where she was. She couldn't reach into her claudication and pull out the omnicomm when she was pinned under a cabinet door. "Over here in the cabinets!"

She hoped he wouldn't move everything all at once. Something else falling on her wouldn't be pleasant at this point.

[governorkang]

Kang cursed again, carefully making his way towards the cabinets. "I'll get you out, don't worry. How badly hurt are you?" He eyed the damage, looking for the best way to get into them without hurting her more.

[on_errantry]

"I have a broken leg," she said. Overall, she could have had worse. "Is it over? How long have I been out?"

She didn't hear any more sounds of battle, but that could be because they'd managed to repel the robots from the City.

[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

Although Elisa didn’t know Kang well, she’d heard that he’d lost people from his world during the recent attacks. Visiting to pay her respects – and to offer her assistance in repairing the tavern, if it was needed - was the least that she could do. (All that she could do, really, and nowhere near enough. She hadn’t lost anyone familiar during the battle, but that didn’t mean she didn’t sympathise with those who had or grieve for those who had lost their lives unnecessarily.)

The tavern was empty when she arrived. She spotted Kang in the garden outside and crossed the grass to join him by the makeshift graves.

[governorkang]

Kang smiled slightly when he saw Elisa, "I thought they should be near a piece of home, even if they never really made it to Teyr back on Krynn."

[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

"It's a good idea," she said, offering him a soft and sympathetic smile inn return. (Though not overly sympathetic. Kang didn't seem like the sort of person to pity himself or welcome excessive pity from others. Not when there was work to be done.) "And all that can be done here. I'm sure they'd appreciate it."

Anyone would. It was good to know that someone cared, even if they were only able to show it with the simplest of gestures. Maybe even because of those simple gestures.

[governorkang]

"There isn't much I would have been able to do anyways," Kang said, almost to himself, smoothing the dirt one last time over the small graves before standing up. "We don't leave bodies behind."

[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

"Oh ..." It was a surprise, but Elisa took it in her stride. "The most important thing is that you've honoured them. Anyone who sees this will know that they were cared for and that they'll be remembered."

[punchedoutdestiny]

Simon had been out and about the city after getting patched up - bandages here and there, the prominent ones being on his head and his arm in a sling. The empty sleeve of his coat fluttered just a bit as he walked about - he wasn't keen on sitting idle while he still had two good legs and one good arm. He could still be useful, whether it was a good idea or not.

His wandering brought himself and Boota to the Drunken Dragon - he sighed a bit at the damage, but noticed a familiar figure nearby - the fellow from the meeting when he first woke up--kneeling near stones and digging. Simon swallowed, then stepped up, making a bit of extra noise by letting his feet scuff and clearing his throat to try and not be startling.

[governorkang]

Kang paused, nearly done, and looked up at the human, trying to remember his name. He remembered speaking to him several weeks back, when he'd first woken up.

The two stones had names roughly chiseled into them, along with First Dragonarmy Engineering Regiment.

[punchedoutdestiny]

There was a generally neutral expression on the man's face as he looked at the stones, but it had a somber air.

"Fellow soldiers?" The tone of his voice matched his expression.

[governorkang]

"Yes. I was their commander." Kang leaned back slightly, using his tail to help with his balance.

[whyarewehere]

Grif was not by any means invited in any way, shape, form, or other conceivable manner known to humans at any point in time. He had no idea what Kang was doing or what significance it might have. He was just wandering, surveying the damage, and the tavern was somewhere that had taken a beating.

He approached the building, noting that it had weathered the attack fairly well, but stayed back and just stared instead of going inside. Inside was Kang territory. One did not traipse lightly into Kang territory. (Or at least, one didn't if that one was Grif.)

...Speaking of Kang, where was the guy? Grif peered arou- oh. Over there. He was... digging holes?

Grif approached. He had to see, and was comfortably sure nobody could justify getting mad at him for asking about holes.

"What's up?" he called.

[governorkang]

Kang closed his eyes briefly and cursed mentally. He did not want to deal with Grif, of all people, at that moment. Finishing up one of the graves, he turned to give the human a serious look, "SHODAN killed friends of mine." That, plus the headstones, should have been all that was needed to put it together.

[whyarewehere]

Grif's honest first instinct was to say 'you have friends?', but his self-preservation instincts twitched just enough to avoid that.

"Who?"

[governorkang]

"Urul and Vlemess, in the pods. I was their commander."

[notlewis]

Luis approached quietly, waiting for an appropriate moment to interrupt. It was apparent after a few minutes that there wasn't going to be an appropriate moment.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Kang," he said, after clearing his throat to warn of his presence ahead of time. He quietly strode over to where the Draconian was working, watching him work.

[governorkang]

Kang smiled wryly, finishing up and brushing the dirt off of his hands, "It's a better way to lose them than the first time I did."