Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150926020031/@comment-25686329-20150928210136

Annalog was oblivious to the debacle, as she was now talking with Bane.

"Oh, uhm, yes, quite." Annalog reached underneath her seat, standing, to retrieve the late Ticktania's violin case. The golden wrappers of hard caramels were noticably sticking out at odd angles, pinched between the lid. "If you'd begin now, that'd be..." she trailed off.

She touched Bane's arm with a gentle hand. "Please... just... please do Her justice. Treat it with respect..."

She called out to the cluster, unaware of the discussion.

"Do you... Do you all mind sitting down? I'd like to begin."

- - -

Anomaly Carter and Nietzsche Varanus had arrived recently.

Nietzsche came because of Carter, who in turn came because she so did admire Ticktania's mind. Molly was actually reading an archived assignment paper that Ticktania had done in the last school year.

"She was so danged... brilliant." Anomaly said slowly. Nietzsche gave a small grunt of acknowledgement, his eyes stoney with the sadness and morbidity of his own thoughts.

- - -

Grimm was there to oversee. Not to say anything, at least, he wasn't supposed to, but to simply make sure things went alright. He'd likely throw in a bit of Destiny propaganda if he had his way, but the humane part of his registered how morose an event this was.

A small display had been set up, a picture of Ticktania in her deerstalker, glasses up and smiling, likely in the middle of one of her investigations. Flowers surrounded the framed shot, and the lack of a casket was decidedly saddening.