GRAVEYARD

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[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.]

Comments

[diesifkilled]

Yeah, that makes sense. I just thought for a second that you meant someone else had come in here and done this.

[moonlightbeast]

No, no, this was all entirely me. Or 'me', I suppose.

[diesifkilled]

...Well, I doubt anyone really blames you for it. It was just another way for the resort to make things harder for us.

[moonlightbeast]

If they don't then they're not being realistic. It's my fault this all happened. I should have stayed away from the window.

[diesifkilled]

You wouldn't have needed to if you hadn't been put in that situation to begin with, though.

[moonlightbeast]

Maybe not, but the whole 'transform into a tiger at the full moon' thing isn't exactly new. I've been dealing with it for years, I should have known better.

[diesifkilled]

Alright, so you made a mistake. A bad one, since people died for it. But in a place like this... that's kind of bound to happen.

[moonlightbeast]

Emiya-san, I know you mean well, but I don't need to be coddled. I can admit to making a bad decision and still move on from it.

[diesifkilled]

...Yeah. Sorry.

[moonlightbeast]

...

Sorry, I'm still not feeling that great right now. I'll...be better. Soon.

[Maybe.]

[diesifkilled]

I'll just leave you be, then. I'm not exactly great at comforting people.

[moonlightbeast]

Okay.

...

Um. Thank you for checking on me, though.

[diesifkilled]

No problem. Sorry I couldn't be of any help.

[And he'll walk away, leaving Atsushi to the company of people who are better at talking about these kinds of things.

As much as he tries to tell himself that it's fine, it's not his responsibility to handle things now, he can't help but feel totally useless right now.]