GRAVEYARD

[foundationmods]

[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.]

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[justfists]

[it doesn't, but she still likes having the hug. No matter what. and so she wraps her arms around him. he didn't say anything, so she's not going to bother saying anything, and she lets drop the facade of being 'fine.']

[messianic]

[That's fine too. He holds her close tightly, one hand gently stroking down her back, and finally murmurs:]

You were really brave out there, Makoto.

You can rest for a little bit now.

[justfists]

... I need to tell Akira the truth. Why I did it.

[shes never resting again at this rate.]

It was selfish but I couldn’t lose him to another SCP.

[messianic]

I know. I know... you were just saving him.

[He's not letting go.]

I know... you don't have to explain yourself to me.

[justfists]

[a nod. she's tired. just like he is.

she just wants this nightmare to be over. For them to make it all out safely.]

Alright. I'll stop.

[messianic]

For now... just take a moment.

Just...take the time you need. It's okay.

[They definitely have time now, at least for this.]