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foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
GRAVEYARD
[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
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But he does reach out to tentatively pat Ichigo on the back, while silently mouthing to Inaba 'is he drunk?']
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I don't think so? He doesn't seem like the type, especially since he knew about what was going to happen...
Maybe the Staff drugged him? To stop him from saving you?
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He's not going to cry, but...he's just going to hold on for a while, now. His body is also uncontrollably shivering, which is what happens when you get drugged that badly and start coming out of it.]
Atsushi...
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It's okay, Kurosaki. I'm here.
[He's trying his best to be soothing, but he's not sure if it's actually working or not, since he's not used to soothing people like this.]
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[He lapses into silence, just....hanging on.
Eventually, Atsushi does feel the warm wetness of tears against his shoulder.]
You can see me...but...this isn't - how I wanted us...to meet...I'm...
[The words are caught in his throat, in the haze in his head, and he can't do anything except just hang here until he comes out of it.
And he hates it, because he knows Atsushi is suffering more than he is. He knows, because he's been through the same thing.]
Sorry...so sorry...I shouldn't be...like this...I don't...you're the one who's...suffering...
[He lapses into silence again, just shaking.
Give him a little bit to be more coherent, Atsushi.]
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This is real. This is actually happening.
He's dead, but not gone.
(Maybe Dazai will be hanging around somewhere too. And a moment after thinking that, he feels guilty for thinking it.)]
Ahhh, it's that kind of a conversation? Well, if it is, we should get you sober first before we have it.
[What does Atsushi mean? WHO KNOWS. But he's going to try standing up so he can lead Ichigo to a bathroom (probably the one in the gym) and dunk his head under a faucet.]
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They've got some talking to do in private later on, it seems.]