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Shirou Emiya ([personal profile] wontdieifkilled) wrote in [community profile] anemoi2012-02-28 11:44 am

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[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.]
nomen_est_numen: (contemplative)

[personal profile] nomen_est_numen 2012-02-28 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"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...."
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[personal profile] nomen_est_numen 2012-02-28 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmmm. Still, unless you were born here in Sirocco, one can't help but wonder why your home is here, no matter how long it actually took to get it here."

Suspicious bird is suspicious. Oh, not of you, but of this whole system.
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[personal profile] nomen_est_numen 2012-02-28 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes. Yes, hopefully someone will," Shen answers distractedly. He's had a lot of rather disturbing thoughts in his birdie noggin lately. After a beat he snaps himself out of his reverie. One corner of his beak twitches in something of a smile.

"I wish you luck."