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 Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 10:31 pm
He was shoved back around, his head down so Harrison could work and his face turned away from Rep though Melvin tried to look at the man. The red-head did not face him, and so Melvin looked back down at the body resting on the slab.
He shook, not knowing what to think. Rep's words made him hopeful, and what he wanted more than anything was to hear that Rin could come back to him. That Rin could return to being here and back in his life.
"....then how?" His voice was cracking as he went to hold Rin's hand, the arm detatched from Rin's body. "...how can she come back to us?"
And Harrison was sure to point out that in the history of all the hunters who had died, only 2 had returned. Two hunters who were whole and had faced some condition that allowed them to come back. Why did these hunters deserve a second chance? Why did these hunters get a reason to be among the living again when Rin was better than them?
"...she won't turn....she's not like that." She wasn't infected. She wasn't dirty with some strange taint that would let her become a monster.
He continued to squeeze her hand but no squeeze came in return. Not like before - back when she would squeeze his hand to show him she might be worried, scared, or to just tell him that she was here for him when he was scared.
He was scared.
"...what if she can't return if her body is gone? What if I let that happen?" He would be the worst person in the world to fail her like that.
He wanted answers. He wanted to know.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 10:41 pm
Rep finally turned around and immediately regretted doing so. He remembered stripping Rin's arm to make it into the lamp, reverently laying out every part of it, making it immortal, saving it in a way that medicine could not. But her body in front of him was rent and ruined, not salvagable even for decoration, even for taxidermy. Her shell was so much unusable roadkill. It was not Rin. Rin was not here, the same way it hadn't been his mother laid out in front of him, all ill-suited makeup and sunken features in clothes that she only wore to long-ago job interviews. No, there was no one here, no one ******** here at all, Rin was elsewhere and if she came back - when she came back - it would be whole, it would be not this.
He didn't know how she could come back, he didn't have answers, only gut feelings and contrasting ideas without threads holding them together. He was grim iron certainty and that was all. "What if you let her become a monster, what if you give the enemy the last of her dignity? What then? What ******** then? Have some ******** faith. Bury what there is and then have faith because she will come back, she is not ******** gone."
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 10:56 pm
"She couldn't come back to it. Nothing human could live in that body any more. She's gonna turn. We all got Fear in us, around us. It's the reason if anybody gets pregnant, the babies turn."
He patched up the knot once it was clean, he wasn't gonna suture it right here in all the blood.
"I don't know if there's a heaven, or a hell, like we understand it anyhow. But I think there's an after. You're not...letting her down, or some s**t by it. She used to work in a ******** morgue. She wasn't freaked out by that s**t."
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 11:16 pm
Melvin turned too when he heard Rep, and looked over at the man who, with a firm, set certainty, said that Rin would return. Melvin had always liked Rep for his honesty and Rep had not lied to him or anyone to spare their feelings. Rep was a good person who had been on the island for a long time, and when eh said something, he said so openly and shared his beliefs. If Rep said Rin would return, then Melvin had to have faith that was what exactly would happen.
It would just be hard to think that Rin's body would burn in the meantime.
He smiled weakly at Rep's statement, and decided that was all he needed. He just had to know he wasn't letting Rin down by letting her body be taken, and that he wouldn't have failed her by not taking action. As long as she knew and would return, then all he had to do was be patient and wait for her.
He just had to wait ....without her for a while.
"....thank you." He whispered, and didn't specify what for. He glanced to Harrison. "I didn't know that about Rin." She hadn't shared that information, and he felt horrible now for not knowing more about her. Why hadn't that come up? What else didn't he know about her?
He wanted to ask Rin questions. He wanted to know more.
But he couldn't. he just had to wait.
For however long - since no one ha the answers aside from waiting.
He touched the back of his head where Harrison had worked and then looked to the ground. "I'm just....going to stay here for a while." He didn't want to let her go into the incinerator without him being near. Her body might not be useful anymore, but it was still her body, and he wasn't about to abandon any part of Rin.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 11:21 pm
"You should come get a shower," Harrison said. "And something to eat. If you're gonna have a vigil you should do it not looking like s**t."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 9:11 am
Rep didn't know very much about Rin either, she'd always been fairly secretive, or at least dismissive of her past, she lived in the moment and not where she'd come from, the polar opposite of him.
He didn't want to think about it.
"He's right." Rep said, looking away again. "You are a ******** mess, you need cleaned up. If you are going to wait with her, at least do it not a complete disaster, show her respect."
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Posted: Thu Jun 19, 2014 9:42 am
He looked down at himself and then back at Rin. Part of him worried she would be gone if he left, but if he was going to get washed up, now was better than any other time.
He slowly slid the shelf back inside, and then shut the latch. He picked up the golem and the duffle bag off the ground. He had to return it or else pay for misusing equipment.
"Okay." He conceded, and then started to head to the door. He felt too tired to say much else. He already gave his thanks, and right now, he had very little left to give.
It was time to play the waiting game.
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