*Thoth nods to Sasha and John*
Thoth: It would be appreciated. I would call on family, but she has none, not anymore, and Horus's family is... shall we say they disapproved of his relationship. No doubt they will blame her for his death.
*He sighs heavily*
Thoth: Let us put her to rest
*He looks at Jilial who's crying silently into her hands, then back at Sasha, seeing as she's the one clearly not drunk*
Thoth: And then you will tell me what did this to him. I wish to know everything.

*Sasha nods, and follows after Thoth. She looks over at John who starts to follow, though he stumbles once or twice.*
Sasha: John would know all about it, he knows who that cyborg was.
*John nods, though remains silent on the subject.*
Sasha: Where does she sleep?

---
*Laura sleeps soundless in the booth she found at the bar.*

*Thoth guides Jilial along but pauses when Sasha asks her very valid question.*
Thoth:...I have no idea. At any rate, I think it would be better for her to be somewhere where someone can keep an eye on her. Perhaps here for now?
*He gently leads Jilial to the sofas, where the Draconic Elder lies down silently and curls up in a little ball of misery.*

*As the others clear away from Horus' grave, Lecter kneels in front of it with Karma tipped downwards. The Devil Hunter then bows his head respectfully*
Lecter: Pace in morte.
*He holds his position for a moment longer before he brushes himself off, and lights another cigarette*

*Beatrix watched the entire funeral with a mixture of emotions, though she herself remained silent throughout it. She watched the people come and go, thought to pay her own respects, but decided against it. She sighed in frustration, then went off to get black out drunk at the bar; the loss of Vaseraga still weighing heavily on her heart, seeing as though she saw him as a father of sorts, as did Zeta.*

---

*Zeta stands behind Jillian for a while, remaining silent as to not disturb her or the funeral, then finally speaks up after everything's done and dusted.*
Zeta: H-hey... sorry for cold-shouldering you a couple days ago. Things were hard.

*Sasha sits on the couch, and watches Jilial.*
Sasha: I can watch her.
*She looks over to see John wander into the bar, and sighs.*
Sasha: If you want information from John you should talk to him now before he gets even drunker.

---
*John sits at the bar, opens a bottle, and starts drinking.*

*Laura still sleeps soundlessly in her booth.*

---
*Jillian kills her cigarette, and looks at Zeta.*
Jillian: It's okay, you were dealing with loss. Nothing to apologize for. Are you okay?

*Thoth nods deftly.*
Thoth: Very well... Please do care for her. I will supply any monetary needs personally, and perhaps... No, no I think not.
*He muses to himself for a moment, then shakes his head*
Thoth: I shall take your advice on the matter and seek out John.
*In the blink of an eye he simply vanishes to appear next to John*
Thoth: Johnathan? Or Jonathan? Please do tell, then explain to me what happened to Horus.

*Zeta sighs, and nods unconvincingly. She looks to have aged another decade since the last time she spoke to anybody except Beatrix, the stress simply being too much for her to remain unscathed.*
Zeta: No, to be honest. We weren't on the best of terms, but I didn't want him dead. But... he is. And there wasn't much I could do.
*She quietly brushes her hair out of her eyes, then wipes them.*
Zeta: I'm going to give them the ledger. They'll do with it as they see fit, I don't think they're going to hand it back to the Society and go back to their normal lives.

---

*Beatrix slides on over to John, and taps the table. She forces a smile, but something about it is genuine.*
Beatrix: Drinks on y- OH JESUS FUCK SHIT NIGGA, if you gonna appear, announce yourself first!
*She glares at Thoth in anger but also slight awe at him mastering magic like that.*

---

*Eustace silently loads his rifle, then unloads it, then loads it again, getting faster every time, to the point where it becomes unknown to almost everyone but himself whether or not it is loaded or not.*

*John frowns at Beatrix, and keeps his frown for Thoth.*
John: Just John. And yeah he died to one of those praetorian, it blew up taking Horus with him.
*He swigs down some liquor, and sighs after the drink.*
John: And that's how he died.

---
*Laura wakes look up at the sudden teleportation, but she puts her head back down, and watches the trio silently.*

---
*Sasha watches Jilial awkwardly cause she really doesn't know what to do, she has experienced loss, but turned it into rage and vengeance. She just watches her, not knowing what to say.*

---
Jillian: For that I am sorry.
*Jillian nods in understanding.*
Jillian: Do what you feel is right, if you think you can trust them with the book then give it to them. I don't have much stake in it, only that it is put into the right hands.
*She pulls out a cigarette, and offers Zeta one.*

*Dr walks into the bar having placed a small token on thr grave out of respect. Heading to the bar afterwards. *

*looks round seeing the various strange folks and sitting at the bar and relaxing back with a beer, interested in what on earth the bird headed mutant is. Obviously possessing some power thats not explained by science, strangers and obviously alien peoples and powers*

So. I guess it's customary to offer a toast to the fallen?
He did help stop the storm. It probably saved us from certain doom.

*Zeta sighs, and accepts the cigarette, mimicking how Jillian holds it in her mouth seeing as though she hasn't smoked anytime recently lol. She waits for Jillian to light it for her, but shakes her head.*
Zeta: Yeah, I feel if I tell them what is in it, then they'll be with me on handing it over to one of the Luminary Knights. They can take it to them without my help, because if I go back I'll be hunted until I'm either caught or dead. Sucks huh?

---

*Beatrix waves her hand in front of Thoth's eyes, wanting a response.*
Beatrix: Hellooooo? What else you gonna ask, the colour of the creatures' eyes that killed the bird-headed dude?

*Thoth blinks at Beatrix.*
Thoth: Such language and rudeness... Wash your mouth human.
*He blinks again and Beatrix's mouth is full of foul tasting suds*

*He turns to John, then blinks to a seat next to him*
Thoth: Details, details. I require more details. What kind of praetorian are we discussing? Are there more? What can be done to stop them from slaying more of my kin, or indeed those living here in this... place.

*Xan wakes up, sees Laura resting her head and thinks she still sleeping. Staring at the odd Birdman she darts out of the bar and looks for Zeta, wanting to see if she's back yet*

*Jilial has emotionally shut herself down, just lying curled in a ball on the couch, unmoving except for the rise and fall of her chest as she breaths, and the occasional blink*

*Dr looks over and sips hr beer slowly watching tne bird headed humanoid discreetly, trying to work out about him*

Pretorian?
I know the red storm was not confined to one.. Existence. It's effects seemed to be felt in more places. Reality, it's more than just a storm...

*John shrugs to Thoth not really knowing what to say, he pours himself another glass, and sighs with discontent at his task. (Plus he's drunk.)*
John: So there are monsters from another reality, that came to ours. We don't know much, but from my understanding is they like killing us. I don't know what drives them, or what leads them.. or if they are simply animals bleeding into the world.
*He manages to look up at Thoth, and shrugs again.*
John: That is all I got.

---
*Jillian nods, and lights Zeta's cigarette.*
Jillian: That does 'suck' though why will you be hunted? Is it cause of what you know?

*The corners of Zeta's mouth curl up to what almost resembles a smile at Jillian saying 'sucks', and nods, before taking a huge puff like she watched a certain somebody back where she comes from, then instantly coughs, and only by luck manages to catch the cigarette as it flies out of her mouth. She has a several second coughing fit, before she finally straightens up with watery eyes.*
Zeta: Ughhh that is bad... And uhh...
*She coughs before she finishes her sentence, so she spends a few more moments clearing her throat, still with teary eyes.*
Zeta: It's that reason, but also uhh... treason. Even if my organisation is seen guilty of all the crimes in the book, I still went against my oath. I can think of at least three skydoms that would sentence me to death... and the other four will probably imprison me for the rest of my life.
*She hesitates, but she takes another puff of the cigarette, which results in her having another coughing fit, albeit a bit more intense than the last. She still manages to smile, partly because it reminds her she's still got a lot to experience in this life, and that Jillian is super skilled at smoking.*

---

*Beatrix is taken aback by the soap in her mouth for a fraction of a second, before her taste catches up to her mind, which results in her coughing up the soap onto the table. She rubs her tongue with the palm of her hand for a few seconds before scolding at Thoth, seeing as though he's the only one in the general vicinity that seems capable of doing magic like that.*
Beatrix: What te fuf burd?! Cun'!

*Jillian frowns at Zeta's coughing, and keeps it at the idea of breaking oath.*
Jillian: I see. Well... At least you can stay here.
*She puffs on her cigarette, and thinks to herself.*
Jillian: I am sorry that you were forced into this situation, hopefully you will find peace in your new life.
*Jillian thinks of her own situation, and how far she is from home. Her eyes show a hint of sadness at the idea, but she quickly pushes the thoughts away focusing on the cigarette.*

*Lecter is quietly cleaning his gear in the living room, thinking over past events and where he'll go from here*

*Finnick yawns and pokes his staff at a tree, which shifts into a humanoid form while creaking and groaning in the process*
Finnick: Find me something to eat. Make sure it's cooked, too. None of those berries or dirt or whatever the Hell you normally eat.
*The tree golem silently turns and wanders off, occasionally creaking and humming as it goes*

*Elewynn heads inside to check on Jillial, but keeps a respectful distance so as to not bother her*

*Zeta catches the sad look in Jillian's eyes despite her own eyes being full of tears from her coughing, but doesn't press for an explanation.*
Zeta: Yeah, life here might be fun. I-if it isn't my forte I'll just go out and explore.
*She goes into another coughing fit, and this time comes out of it laughing slightly.*
Zeta: I find it funny how you can do this without a single cough.

---

*Beatrix continues eyeballing Thoth, but eventually breaks it to look at John, then takes his glass and downs it in one, all the while staring John in the eyes.*

Jillian: I understand... adjusting here will take some time.
*Jillian smiles, and shrugs.*
Jillian: I guess with practice, I've been smoking these for awhile now.
*She looks at the cigarette, almost seeing some unknown truth in it.*
Jillian: It helps me think.

---
*John turns to regard Beatrix, and gives her a frown.*
John: What do you want... I said I was sorry, and I mean what I say.
*He gives her a hard look, and pours himself another glass.*

---
*Laura at this point seems to be interested in the discussion going on between Beatrix and John.*

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*Sasha watches over Jilial for a time, before finally getting up, and walking over to where LEcter is sitting.*
Sasha: So.. When are you heading out to deal with that Belak guy?

*Zeta nods, also looking at the cigarette instead of puffing on it because she doesn't really want to make more of a fool of herself.*
Zeta: I... can kinda understand that. And umm... Jill... you mind if I call you that? Anyway, if you have anything on your mind that you feel like you need or want to talk about, I always have ears. Just an offer, not pushing to learn about your backstory or anything if you don't want to say anything.
*Zeta awkwardly smiles, and takes a puff of the her own cigarette, which makes her eyes water again, despite her coughing a little bit less than the first couple times.*

---

*Beatrix rolls her eyes then taps the glass she's holding. She finally manages to speak properly seeing as though she cleared her mouth of the soap, and washed down the taste with the alcohol.*
Beatrix: No you idiot, I'm not mad about that. You still owe me drinks. Pay up.

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*Eustace finishes loading/reloading his rifle, which unknowns to anybody, he has done in a very specific way where each bullet he loaded is different in a way, then stands up and wanders over to Finnick seeing as though they're in the forest.*
Eustace: What kind of mage are you?