Thread: Honoring His Memory (Att: ALL) 6-16-10

Lenore, dressed plainly but elegantly in mourning black, walks quietly into the Atrium and takes a seat near the back, so as not to disturb Mackenzie.

Jack arrives on foot, wearing a cheap, dark suit. He is stone-faced, but his eyes show hints of frustration. He greets Mackenzie with a solemn nod and uncomfortable smile.

"Thanks for doing this." he says, glancing about awkwardly. "Everything looks... Nice."

Cahill walks in with Maddalena on his arm. He is dressed in a parade dress Confederate uniform complete with saber on his side that rattles slightly as he walks. The uniform is immaculately pressed, the boots polished to high shine, the medals on his chest gleam as they catch the muted lights of the room.

Marzanna arrives, wearing a flowing black skirt, black silk tank top with a black lace form fitting jacket over it and black heels, her hair is braided down her back. She greets Mackenzie, "Thank you for doing this, it looks wonderful." She will then walk over to find a seat, smiling softly at Jack but not speaking unless he speaks to her, she takes a seat near the front.

Mackenzie will nod to the people as they pass and smile slightly to the ones who speak before turning back to watch the door.

Corin walks in with Domino, she is wearing a black dress, her red hair is flowing down over her shoulders, and Domino is wearing an all black suit. They move quietly to seats in the back by the door.

JD walks in dressed in all black save for a dark charcoal-grey tie. In his hands is a twisted rope chain of bronze and silver with a medalion, looped about his hands and fingers which he slides his fingers along subconsciously. He reverently steps forward to just a few feet away from the urn and places his right hand flat over his heart in salute, the chain and medalion laced in his fingers and hand. He stands solumnly for a full two minutes, his posture straight and regal, his face solumn and respectful.

Finally with a short bow, he turns and walks slowly to one end of the arc of chairs and sits, continuing to focus solely on the urn, paying deep and silent respect to the fallen Warrior-Scholar.

Pius enters the Atrium. He is dressed black pants, with a black long sleve shirt and black shoes. In his left hand his Bible and his right his rosary. He walks over to the urn and stops and looks at it. He opens his Bible and takes out a card and places it near the urn. In a soft low voice he speaks.

"I saw a soldier kneeling down,
for this was the first quiet place he had found.
He had traveled through jungles, rivers and mud.
His hands were scared and toil-warned.

He folded his hands and looked to the sky...
I saw his tears, as they welled in his eyes.
He spoke to God, and this is what he said.
God Bless my men, who now lie dead;

I know not what You have in mind,
but when You judge, please be kind....
when they come before You, they will be poorly dressed
but will walk proudly, for they have done their best.

Their boots will be muddy and their clothes all torn...
but these clothes they have so proudly worn.
Their hearts will be still and cold inside,
for they have fought their best and did so with pride.

So please take care of them as they pass Your way...
the price of freedom they've already paid."

Pius makes the sigh of the cross over the urn,
"May the Father watch over you Eric, as you watched over us."

Turning slowing he will find a place to sit an bow his head.