[center][h3] Final Rites [/h3]
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As the group caught up with one another and reminisced about Austin, they eventually made their way into the depths of the graveyard. A small area had been carved out for where Austin would be laid to rest, last or final rites, as one might say. The ceremony had been conducted in a sense, partially for display for the crowds and officially to be said and done. The private part of the funeral was again scheduled today, and mostly none but a few were allowed in to view Austin. Capacity, parking spaces, environmental pollution and concern - INSURANCE. Alot of things to prevent a gathering.

The public had their fun, now today would be for those who were close (for the most part) with Austin. There were maybe 20 chairs near the casket, which was open. Though not many people were in attendance, only a few for the motley Austin mourners to interact with.

On the obvious was Austin's parents - Erika and Mike Witten, those who knew the pair knew they were loving, caring. Not a perfect couple but one that tackled raising a powered teen with care, love and respect. Hard to come by, now in black, driven with grief they look over their only son today.

Outside of that was the Mayor Jericho Galloway, a man in his late 40s, campaigning against powered people but his tune turned once Austin hit the streets. Maybe a bandwagon jumper to some, but he seemed genuine about the boy, now older and more humbled he sits alone in one of the chairs.

Of course, the man everyone knew was Sheriff Marcus Goodnight was on the scene, standing by Austin's coffin, looking at the man that he once was. His sheriff hat was off (what the heck did they call it again~?) in his hands as he paid his respects, as a lawman tends to do. Finally, a man, not immediately recognizable in a suit sat alone in one of the chairs watching on.[/center]