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The Train to STE Meme (SPOILERS for canon deaths)

You know those Train to the Afterlife memes? In STE the canon versions of all our characters are dead. What if there was a train bearing their spirits on to reincarnation here?

This is a meme where canon versions of the characters can interact. They all know they're dead. They may or may not remember just how they died, or how they got to be on this particular train. Doesn't matter if they'll be born decades apart - that just means some people disembark a little earlier than others. Go over brochures about what your new incarnation will be like, spontaneously turn or be human, try the snack cart, fail to convince the friendly but very busy conductor to give you a transfer, or simply chat.

You just can't stop the train, or leave it. Not yet.

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Thorin?

[Kili, like Thorin, is still covered in injuries from the battle for Erebor. Unlike Thorin, though, he's not able to get up and look for him. The Morgul wound in his leg isn't too keen letting him do that.

Not that he wanted to, really. He was so hoping Thorin had survived, after all of it.

Still, when he hears Thorin's voice, he perks up from the bench he's laid himself out on, looking around for his uncle]

Thorin!

[Fili's death wasn't easy; no death was but dying because you were stabbed in the eye was rather awful. Currently he could only see through one eye but thankfully his hearing was still working. Naturally Kili's the first voice he hears and recognizes.]

Kili? That you?

[He hears Kíli first, then Fíli, and he shouldn't but... he is relieved to hear them. Or maybe he should, it's not like there was any real doubt that they would be gone to some other place - he saw them die, after all, and when he asked it was confirmed to him that they were dead.

Even if this place is nothing like what he would have imagined to see in the afterlive, and reminds him of nothing from before - an odd, close off house that seems to be moving - they are at least together. He almost feared to not find them.

Unlike with the boys, his wounds are not hindering him as much, they seem healed to a point. He was cleaned up slightly before he died already, so he doesn't look quite as bad as they maybe remember last seeing him, either - there has been an attempt to save him, clearly, before he died. Not much of it, though - the injuries sustained were too obviously lethal for much, and then he requested to be put back into his armour so he could go properly.]

Kíli! [He goes for the younger one's voice, just because he is the younger one and Thorin will always instinctively trust Fíli more to find his way - especially after the events of Dale. It takes only moments before he finds him, and...

He hopes that he sent an apology to Dís before he died, he cannot quite remember. I couldn't bring your boys back to you. She is strong, and he knows that she will go on - his father's blood may flow in her, but she's stronger than that. Still.

Going down on one knee, his hand find's his nephew's arm, establishing contact. He really is here.] I'm here. [With everything that that implies.]

[At his brother's voice, Kili perks up even more to try and spot him]

Fi--

[And then there's his uncle. Kili knew Fili was probably dead, they tended to do things together after all, but Thorin...

He hasn't cried in a few decades now, not in earnest, but seeing his uncle here is almost enough to get him started again. He reaches for Thorin and pulls him into a hug. Damn "acting his age". They're dead]

I'm so sorry, Uncle. We tried...

[Once he got moving, it was actually easier than he thought. He hears a familiar 'Fi' and then a bit fainter, his Uncles voice and hones in on it.

Mahal, it was true.

He failed.

He was supposed to protect his brother, and his uncle and king. He failed. He didn't know how he can meet their eyes.
]

Uncle...Kili.... [And that's when his legs failed him him and he collapses on the ground.]

[He hugs Kíli back, completely thrown off by the situation, a bit overwhelmed - he wants to reprimand his nephew for acting like a child (but really, the whole situation is too much and considering what the younger dwarf died for it must be even more overwhelming for him with his uncle there) - but then Fíli is suddenly not approaching anymore and when Thorin looks over at him, he's on the ground.

Breathing out something that could be Mahal's name or a curse, he disentangles himself from his younger nephew without a second thought and goes over to get the older one over to them. Kíli will have to wait for a moment. Practical before emotional matters, and such.

As soon as he reaches the blond, he goes down on one knee, a hand on the younger dwarf's arm, firmly, almost grabbing it.]

Come. [He doesn't know if Fíli is not healed enough to walk, or if it is despair that brought him to his knees, but either way Thorin will make sure that he isn't further away from Kíli, and himself, than necessary. (And also not in the way of everyone ever passing by, but he's not really thinking of that now.)]

Fíli!

[Kíli goes to help his brother only to fall back to the bench in pain, wincing and in tears because his brother's hurt and he can't help him and Thorin's dead and they're all dead and this really, really is not what he wanted. All he can do is shift over so Fíli has a place to sit next to him on the bench if he wants it and watch]

[Maybe it was a mixture of both despair and his wounds; Fili's entire body felt lifeless, that all his strength had left him at that time until he felt his Uncle grip his arm and pulling him up. Fili stumbled to his feet, listing dangerously towards Thorin until he heard his name again. This time he found enough strength to stumble towards his brother until he half collapses onto the bench next to Kili.

And all this time, he couldn't look up. The arrow that killed him was gone from his eye but it was a mess. That, or the shame that filled his entire body.]

Ki...Uncle... I'm sorry. I failed both of you. Failed mother...I....

The battle was won. [But they still failed Dís - all of them. There were enough dwarves of Durins blood present at the battle for him to at least not feel like they failed his people, even if both him and Fíli - and Kíli, too - are here. They would have a king, and return to live under the Erebor, so even if the primary line of Durin had ended, a heir of his blood would be king again under the mountain, and the folk would be able to return there. But he failed his sister... and his nephews, of course.

But then, he knew that he had failed to ensure their return before finding them here. He'd been able to make sure that Dís would find out from someone close to all of them, at least.] And your mother... she won't be alone. [Or at least he hopes so - he had both Balin and Dvalin promise him that they would look out for her. Somehow help her through even the last of her direct family leaving her. Not that that makes much better, but. She is strong. They have to believe in her.]

[As soon as Fíli is seated next to him, Kíli moves to cling to his brother as best he can. He can only take a hold of his arm, but he's clinging to that so, so tightly]

Mother will forgive us, won't she? We tried. We tried so hard to keep our promises.

[He hopes Dís forgives them, anyway, and that desperation is clear in his voice. Kíli couldn't handle it if he died and his mother never forgave him for it or never forgave Thorin for taking him on the quest or Fíli for going as well.]

And I--I was reading that paper they gave me. We're to be reborn together. That's something, isn't it?

[Fili doesn't care that his arm's losing feeling. It was far better than the alternative, not to mention he was clinging back just as much.]

Good...I'm glad. Mother shouldn't be alone. Not..not when we're all gone now. [He knew mother was strong but she'd lost so much already. To have done this to her, he wasn't sure if he could forgive himself of this, even if their mother forgave him.]

Even if they'd separated us, I'd find you again.

[This place is not right, and it troubles him; to be reborn, to be robbed of his crafts and name, at least for couple of decades - it is not what he expected when he felt the darkness overcome him, and it is not what he would have wanted either. And then to be reborn as something other than dwarves, even...

But that is a minor worry now. It's not the time to bring them up. Other things are more important.]

She forgave our father for bringing us into battle before any of us had even filled our 50th year; and your father when he left her. [And between those two, Thorin finds solace - it's the closest that he can come to an answer.] And she will know that we tried. [There were choices ill made; but in the end, it would not have changed a thing to make them differently.]

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