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[wontdieifkilled]

[Action]

[Shirou was out for a walk. He decided on a change of pace, so he began to walk through the upper-class district of Sirocco. He looked at all of the elegant houses as he walked, but then he turned a corner and stopped. Why? Because one of those buildings looked too familiar to him.

It was a large, Japanese-style house. The moment he entered the proximity, he could detect a bounded field surrounding the house.]

This...this is my house. But...what is it doing here?

[Shirou enters and looks around. Everything seems to be in place, where he remembers them. He walked into his room and sat down on the floor.]

This is weird...but at the same time it's also kind of nice. I feel at home here.

[After giving the house one last look-through, he leaves and heads back to the Ermis Suites. For the rest of the day, he can be seen carrying things from the Ermis Suites to his house, or from the shopping district to his house.]

Comments

[gandere]

Hey.

[ Why was he leaving? Her frustration is already pretty obvious as she folds her hands behind her back, peering straight towards him. ]

Where do you think you're going?

[wontdieifkilled]

Huh?

[That bag in Shirou's hand is full of clothes. Where's he going?]

What do you mean?

[gandere]

You've been taking all of your stuff and leaving. Not that I was watching you from my window or anything, I just happened to noticed while I was out doing things that are too important for you to comprehend. That's all.

So where are you going?

[wontdieifkilled]

[Translation: Rin was watching. Shirou blushes at that.]

I, uh...well, you see...

[He seems to be having a little bit of trouble coming right out and saying it.]

[gandere]

Is this because I blasted your stupid door handle off?

I would have just bought you a new one, you cheapskate.

[wontdieifkilled]

Huh? No, it's got nothing to do with that!

It's just...my house appeared.

[gandere]

[ ...

Well, you know what they say about Rin and how little time is needed for her to slip into a bitch-like state. ]

Cheapskate and a liar!? Argh, why do I waste my time with you!?

[wontdieifkilled]

I'm not lying! It's the truth!

[gandere]

A house can't just appear.

[thevesselofhiswish]

[ THIS IS A GOOD CHANCE TO OFFER HELP WITH THE IRI CAR. ]

Shirou! Let me help! Put all the things you need to carry here.

[wontdieifkilled]

...Uh. Um.

[Oh. Dear. Lord.]

I'm...not going too far, though...

[thevesselofhiswish]

Don't be silly! We can carry all your stuff in the car in one go!

[wontdieifkilled]

Well...I was kind of hoping for the exercise...

[thevesselofhiswish]

There is always time to train, so there's no need to overdo yourself!

[wontdieifkilled]

[Crap. That leaves Shirou out of excuses.]

...Okay. But I've got some dishware in here, so we need to be careful with that.

[thevesselofhiswish]

Alright! [ n______________________________n GETTING OUT TO HELP WITH THIS BOXES TOO!! ]

[wontdieifkilled]

Huh? Hey, you...you don't need to get out!

[nomen_est_numen]

After a small while, Shirou will notice he's being watched curiously by a giant (well, giant for a bird) peacock in some rather classy Chinese robes. All in all, he looks like the sort of fellow who would ordinarily find such surveillance uncouth. But don't tell him that.

"I suppose I shouldn't be all that interested in the rather common occurrence of someone moving house, but I can't help wondering where there is to move house to..." Good lord, he almost sounds wistful.

[wontdieifkilled]

[Well...at least Shirou has seen enough in this world to not get completely weirded out by a talking animal. He's still nervous about this encounter, though.]

Huh? What did you...say?

[nomen_est_numen]

Sigh. "Yes, I'm a talking bird."

"I said, where is there to move house to in this town full of amnesiacs? Did you simply fancy a change of scenery?"

[wontdieifkilled]

...Right. Well...my house from home is here. That's why I'm moving.

[nomen_est_numen]

"Your--" Long, black feathery brows meet and discuss the weather. "How... how d'you know it's yours?"

[wontdieifkilled]

I got enough memories back to know what my house looks like, and it looks exactly like my house.

[There's also the matter of the bounded field, but that's not supposed to be public knowledge, so he keeps quiet on that.]

[nomen_est_numen]

"You'll forgive my saying so, but I find that a bit difficult to believe.... unless it's something to do with these... these magic stones that are meant to restore our memories." The sarcasm leaves his tone and he starts to really ponder this idea. "Do they also conjure remembered things out of thin air? If I remembered my hometown, would that appear? Family? Lovers? That's a frightening amount of power...."

[wontdieifkilled]

I don't actually know. Someone else I know got her car from home back, too, so this isn't the only time this has ever happened. But I didn't just remember my house, I've remembered it for months now.