Carrying all three jars up to the hostel, you bypassed the ground floor entirely, trecking up the stairs to the second floor and the most recently rehabilitated room. You could fork over the cash to get a new coat of paint applied, and probably would at some point, but for now you needed shelves and emblems. Going back to your workshop, you pulled out a piece of reasonably fine lumber, before planning it down to a neat finish and grabbing your soldering iron. Neat fonts or fancy engraving was past your skill, but it didn't matter. All you needed were three names.
Jasmine Bason
Melissa Gors
Bethany Lewis
They weren't the names you'd ever heard given, but they were still the names of the girls who's mortal remains sat not too far above you. A handful of nails and a hammer would serve to affix them to the shelf, and it didn't take too long to find parts for that shelf in your piles of assorted junk. Once that was done, you dragged it all back up the stairs, and started nailing in the braces for the shelf. Other people could see that it was level later- not that you had to check. This was too important to screw up. The shelf itself didn't really need fastening to the braces, but you took the time to place a few nails anyway, and then came the plaques.