Priest - de Ulloa Residence, London, Wednesday Evening

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had stayed at the library late after hsi first day of classes. He wasn't studying -- it was all material he'd covered at the age of 12. He was, however, trying to ingratiate himself with his fellow students. They were such an interesting group, and Jack asked so many interesting questions about their lives that no one noticed he hardy talked about his own.

Home at last, he found a note from Sebastien indicating he'd be out working, then cooked himself a light dinner. Then he went up to his room and took out his phone. There were a few people back in Fandom he needed to check in with.

He dialed.

[OOC: If you want him to have called you, he did!]

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[bitten_notshy]

"I'm going to pretend it happened, because it would have been beautiful," Jack said, a bit wistful. "It sounds like a good party. Which is a strange thing to say about a wake, isn't it?"

[glacial_queen]

"It's what he wanted," Karla said. "He wanted a party where everyone was laughing and singing and drunk and happy." Karla had obliged him on all four. "I don't know how things are usually done in this world, but I couldn't think of a better send-off for someone like Drake."

[bitten_notshy]

"It depends on the faith and the person," Jack answered. "I haven't been to a terrible number of funerals, to be honest."

Vampires didn't have them, after all.

"But that's -- something like what I would want, if I got the choice. What do they do in your world?"

[glacial_queen]

"Something similar, I gather. A gathering of the close family and friends. A Priestess presides, and if the transition was made to demon-dead without them falling to Hell, she opens up the Gate so the dead can leave the living Realms. If they didn't transition, the body is burned with witchfire and the ashes scattered or kept by the family. You?"