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yinsukin:
Sethrol

"Hungrier?  Perhaps.  Its hard to say if one was hungrier than the other."

Sethrol raised an eyebrow but smiled at Zhang's discomfort.  Regardless of how much he felt annoyed by his story, the man was speechless and even neglected to pick up on his cue to bury the body in the hole.  Beaming with pride in his social diversion, the old man nodded, both at Zhang and Nanako's comment.

"But I think there is merit to what you say.  We all focus so much on our disciplines that we often lose sight of whats important in life.  Jonathan himself chased the ideal of Mira so intensely that he likely couldn't accept being in the shadow of a shadow.  Although I suppose that is a more simplistic hubris than what you speak of.  Still, lets not sully the dead with talking about his faults.  Do you know what Jonathan was really admirable for?"

YOLF:
Zhang Liu

As if the spell of his master's chant had been broken, Zhang Liu painfully realized he had not been working on burying Jonathan. It was, however, too late to escape. He didn't wish to be taken for someone who enjoyed staring at corpses in the middle of funerary proceedings, but he couldn't turn his face from the questions posed now.

His eyes tilted to Nanako's face. Hunger. What an inelegant way to put it, but perhaps it wasn't wrong. But what was hunger when your stomach would always remain empty? He cleared his frown for Sethrol and answered.

"His perseverance. No matter the futility, or confused purpose he followed, he was sincere in his pursuit to surpass Mira."

Panda:
Nanako

The squirrel girl cocked an eyebrow as Zhang hugged Jonathan's corpse without saying a word until Sethrol finally took the body from him. She gave the man a slight nod of understanding, well aware that the loss was probably affecting him far more. Nanako took a moment to reach over and pat Zhang's shoulder comfortingly before returning to her work, giving Sethrol a curious look.

"No, I never knew the guy," Nanako shook her head, "Was it his perseverance, as Zhang said, or something else?"

Kotomine_Rin:
Vega

"Perseverance without strength is worthless. Praising only a single quality devalues the man." A calm voice flowed like buttered honey behind the three. That's when they saw that man, standing behind them, and watching over the grave solemnly. Despite his bandaged body, he wore a most elegant black suit, with sunglasses that reflected the skies above them.

"His skill and passion to his craft were outright formidable. Were he just a bit faster, he'd have surpassed Mira with ease - and perhaps had a chance to vanquish me. His mastery over the earth and his own body were superb."

It was utter madness. Why else would he stroll in this place, right now, when the two men's claws were so eager to skewer him? No, it wasn't just mere madness. As he deftly slipped a hand in his breast pocket, a golden cross was clutched, and he held it up to him in silent prayer.

"I hope he finds his path in the azure sky."

yinsukin:
Sethrol the Passionate

"Oh another guest," Sethrol said, turning to face a familiar voice.  "So you are the one who killed him....  I welcome you to this funeral.  To give your prayers to someone you have defeated is a mark of honor."

The universe's power seemed to gather into Sethrol's old body, his muscles tensing then inflating as chi filled his old bones with raw power.  The energy of the enviroment and the energy within ones own soul combined into an aura of sheer wrath.  This contradicted Sethrol's face which remained calm and collected.  Soft eyes, a neutral mouth position, steady breath, the look given to Vega was the same calm understanding one he gave all his students.

That was the closest thing to a warning the young man would get.

A fist slammed into Vega's back, sending creating a crater where the man stood.  Even then, Sethrol kept his calm expression, but his glare was piecing after that moment, an intent to kill almost palpable.  "Perseverance comes before strength.  The will to achieve must develop before the strength to achieve that goal materializes.  Speed?  Strength?  Durability?  Skill?  All of these would have come with time if he was patient.  Young people are so reckless, in such a hurry to succeed.....  If he hadn't challenged you with the arrogance of youth, he may still be alive."

The passion in his voice arising from the next sentence was only matched by the sudden overwhelming amount of chi overflowing from his body.  "Although if you hadn't killed him, he also would still be alive today."

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