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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[relentlesslyonwards]

[Inaba you've already seen him naked, what more do you want from him. Although the scar on his chest does probably add more to the edgelord look so it's a nice... accent... to the outfit??

But no, he's turning away with a slight blush.]

...It's not like I wanted to wear it, you know.

[dereban]

[ I mean.

Fair point. ]

It doesn't look that bad on you, though.

[ She is going to be brutally honest if he's going to blush like that, mostly to poke fun at him. ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Just looks at the tattered ends of the coat and the thigh-high boots, then back at Inaba.]

...Really?

[If he sounds like he's (gently) judging her tastes, she's probably not imagining it.]

[dereban]

I'm telling the truth. Do you really hate it that much?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[yes]

It's a pretty embarrassing outfit...

[dereban]

I mean, I admit it makes you look like you're having a chuuni phase.

[ NOT YOU TOO, INABA ] But it could be worse?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Thank goodness Yoshi taught him about chuuni already so he can react to this appropriately.]

Y-yeah, I guess so? At the least, I'm thankful there was something left to change into.

[dereban]

. . .

[ a pause ]

Wait. Don't tell me.

[ just going to glance away and snicker now ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Sighs. Meanwhile his tone is as dry as the Sahara.]

You don't need to hold it in for my sake. Really.

[dereban]

Sorry, sorry. But you seriously had that sort of phase?

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Well, he already admitted it to Aoi some weeks ago for truth or dare, so.]

...Yeah, I did. Thankfully, it didn't last too long, but as you can see... the Resort picked up on it.

[dereban]

Looks like it. Man, I can only imagine. . . I won't judge you too much for it, though. [ "too much" ]

[relentlesslyonwards]

[He would respectfully request that Inaba does not imagine, but he figures that would probably be an exercise in futility.]

Thanks, I appreciate it. [A breath.] Besides, I can't have been the only one who had their imagination run wild when they were a kid... right?

[dereban]

[ It would definitely not be well advised. ]

Well, no. I didn't have that issue myself, but I know someone who calls herself a self-proclaimed "Love God".

[relentlesslyonwards]

[Dammit Inaba, why aren't you here for chuuni solidarity.]

Huh. It's certainly unique, I'll give her that. ...Not that I know what a Love God is really supposed to do.

[dereban]

[ Because she was a semi-hikikomori, sorry. Too serious to develop chuuni syndrome. ]

She. . . likes to put people together and protect love and all that sort of stuff.

[relentlesslyonwards]

[rip. she could've joined the club...!]

...That just sounds like she likes matchmaking.

[dereban]

I mean. . . I guess, but she's a bit eccentric about it. I do matchmaking too and I'm not. Like that.

[relentlesslyonwards]

...Wait, really? [To the matchmaking, not the eccentricity.] You didn't seem the type.

[dereban]

Is it really that surprising. . . anyway, yeah. I was trying to get two of my friends together back home, actually.