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.]

Comments

[justonezero]

I didn't really hug people until I came here. They're nice, aren't they?

I'm looking forward to getting to hug everyone a lot after this, too.

[He'll just tuck his chin on her shoulder for now, until she makes it clear he needs to let go.]

[dereban]

They are.

They're... warm, and full of affection from the other person.

[justonezero]

Mm. Well, I guess most people didn't feel like that towards me before, but...

[Hugging a little tighter!]

Here's my affection for you, Inaba. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have learned any of this at all.

[dereban]

. . . ah, well.

I was only doing a favor, really. Back then.

[justonezero]

You're doing it again!

[dereban]

What?

[justonezero]

Where you keep insisting you don't deserve thanks or anything for being nice and you bottle stuff up instead.

[dereban]

The former might be true, but the latter. . . doesn't matter.

[justonezero]

It totally does!

[dereban]

It doesn't.

Really. It won't change what has to be done in the end. That's all.

[justonezero]

What has to be done?

[dereban]

. . . I said too much.

[justonezero]

Bottling up again!

[dereban]

It's fine.

[justonezero]

It's not!

[dereban]

Like I said: it doesn't matter. I can't be selfish. I'm not allowed to.

[justonezero]

Inabaaaa.

[STILL. HUGGING!!]

You're allowed to be happy. Both of us are.

[dereban]

But my selfishness will make too many people unhappy. It's not worth it.

[justonezero]

What's your selfishness?

[His voice gets quiet. They're really close, she can probably whisper without being heard by the others.]

[dereban]

[ She lowers her voice so that only he can hear it, because she doesn't want Ichigo or Atsushi or Shirou to hear any of this. ]

I've been thinking of not accepting the "revival". I won't do it, of course, because I know how sad the others would be. And there's things to be done.

[justonezero]

[....Ah. He goes silent for a moment.]

Why don't you want to come back?

[dereban]

. . . It's not like I don't want to.

It just- it won't be in my body.

[justonezero]

Because they're new ones? Does it make it too weird...?

[dereban]

I think it was the same way with the 'old one', too. That wasn't my original body. This isn't going to be my original body, it's not the same-- [ She's feeling frustrated just shakes her head before she finds herself too irritated that she's just too loud about it. ]

[justonezero]

[He just pats her on the back a few times.]

Inaba...

Why does it need to be your original one?

[It's not scolding, not disparaging. He just doesn't understand.]