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[dereban]

HIMEKO "I HECKED UP A LOT" INABA ❤ OPEN RP POST (VICES EDITION)

An open roleplay and mingle post for Himeko Inaba from the Kokoro Connect series. Seven Vices flavor.

I'm definitely game for cross-canon, cross-game - if someone from another murdergame, or hell, another game, wants to tag this, feel free - and I'm also down for shipping, considering that she actually isn't dating anyone in canon as of yet. I'm game for anything!

Just throw a character at this post and let's get started. If you're stuck, feel free to ask me to come up with a scenario, too.

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[dereban]

[ Inaba listens carefully, nodding in all the correct places. She's quiet at first before she tugs at her arm, eyes glancing away. ]

But I don't need anybody's help...

[ She murmurs that under her breath, before speaking up. ]

It's true that they had to pull people from other worlds, yes. I'm not from the same world that Hinata is from. And there were plenty of other people from other worlds as well.

[eyeswideopen]

[The world changes, the walls and floor melting away until only soft fluffy clouds remain. People fade and wood replaces it, the roots of some vast tree that towers over their heads. Thunder rumbles in the far distance as lightning travels over the clouds high over their heads.

Only the two of them remain. He feels the faint stirring of the Arehtei he knows as his friend, and a vast foreleg made of dark and white clouds plunges down to hit something below the clouds with a musical chime.]

Had it been any other Liason, I'd have thought some other reason. But, there's only so many ways you'd find me in my dreams if you're not here in Verens and not aligned to Peromei.

[He doesn't flinch or move aside when the vast presence plunges another leg down through the clouds on his other side. Silver runs along the edges of the white clouds, like the start of hooves. The power in the air isn't violent or dangerous. It seems peaceful like any life giving storm might.]

If it's not that then it might just ironic. We might never know but it's nice to talk to someone willing to listen without any judgment, isn't it?

[dereban]

[ Inaba relaxes a little bit; maybe it's because everyone that's made her feel worse about herself (with the exception of Leviathan, who she's always liked) is gone. ]

If this is a dream, then that makes sense... since I've never heard of that world before now.

[eyeswideopen]

Wouldn't it explain the rapidly changing scenery and information we don't collectively know as well? Though dreams are funny things. You never can tell which way they'll turn. Like life, they could be good or bad in but an instant. It's fascinating! [He laughs as Peromei diminishes in size, while the tree turns to ash. She strides through it, flicking her draconic tail and coming to a stop.

The clouds are constantly changing, whorls of white and black warring for supremacy on her being.

It hurts. Her voice is soft but wracked with pain. What's the point when humans will endlessly struggle to maintain hope. They'll never get anywhere. They'll be stuck in the same place, caged by their own nature. Komaeda leans back until his back makes contact with his friend's side.]

Because you and I both know while they struggle. While they sometimes fall in the end, we all make a difference in some small way. There has to be balance, despair as much as hope! Terrible as it was to admit for me... To go too far in either direction would prove disastrous. As you well know.

[The Arehtei fixes Inaba with its gaze. Peromei flickers briefly, the white starting to over take the darker clouds. Silver edges her forelegs as she maintains a slightly better form.]

After all, [Komaeda says in an amused tone.] I fell too far once. Just like you.

[Ask your questions. Keep in mind, I am but the shadow...the reflection of the original. As a Liason, his shadow within is closer to the original than most. But I am just that. I have his knowledge, unless She personally decides to step into his dreams.]

[dereban]

That's true. While I know that Miata speaks in whatever the fuck language Lettland is - some alternate universe Lithuanian or something - I don't have the knowledge of the language or anything like that.

[ Folding her arms over her chest, she nods, turning her attention towards the Arehtei, a soft smile filling her features. ]

There's no use in living if everything is picture perfect. You'll never grow that way. [ She says that from experience. ] As for questions... hm. How are people sorted? I'm assuming it's by personality and history, right?