milagros: ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜғᴜʟ ᴏғ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀs. (ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ)
ʟɪᴋᴇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ([personal profile] milagros) wrote in [community profile] systemcritical 2015-04-05 10:32 am (UTC)

mila, callsign miracle, open

( milagros had contributed to the preparations in her own time, and in the practical way she preferred; she is not an artist, to handmake icons, and there are memories tied up in the weaving of flowers that she doesn't choose this time to break open. not because they are unwelcome, or because she would deny them - but because this loss stands as it is. the dead and those rumoured to be responsible for their deaths are not so unknown to her, after three years here and the bulk of that time given over to the zdg; she doesn't need to be reminded of past pains to feel this one acutely.

so she had left the flowers and her memories to the side, and brought out soups, bread, and sliced fruit desserts to contribute, and will linger afterwards to share that meal, and speak quietly with others that do. there's no shortage of conversational topics, although some of them might not be entirely fitting.

she is militarily dressed when she attends the funeral, her hair pulled severely from her face and falling down her back in one tight, high braid; she clasps her hands behind herself and remains neutrally impassive through the speech. less so when brutus is intercepted, but she observes only for a moment, committing to memory some of the faces involved, moves with more purpose in another direction before her own lingering can become marked.

old habits die hard. )

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