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[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[It's a few hours before midnight. The screen turns on, revealing what looks like a weary man in his late 20s, though his tired demeanor pushes his apparent age a little further than that. He wastes no time in starting to speak, deciding that this is no time for formalities. While Kiritsugu Emiya would normally opt to reveal himself only through a voice, he no longer believes himself to have any real enemies, and he wishes to see the faces of other people trapped in this place.]

I gather we're in the United States, or at least a technologically superior version of it.

[This is what happens when you take a guy from the 90s.]

However, apart from a name, I haven't gathered any details regarding this city. At this point, I would like to ask: what is going on?

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[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[Having nearly finished a smoke, Kiritsugu stores it in a metal container. He turns to look at Shirou.]

Probably not, but I'm trying to understand this city better.

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[It took him a lot of restraint to not spit the warm liquid he was currently drinking.

No way.

His father is actually here and alive and not dead.

Swallowing the liquid, he...awkwardly said one word.]

...dad?

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

...

[Kiritsugu lets that comment sit in the air for a moment, as if waiting for Shirou to correct himself.]

Excuse me?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

Y-you're-

How-

[Shaking his head and looking at the can of coffee.

Yeah he's going to assume that this is the coffee's fault.]

Don't you remember? Its me, Shirou.

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly, everything makes sense.]

[Okay, not really. Not even close. Still, he does look and talk like his son.]

Shirou...?

[His mind races at a mile a second. If this is indeed a different world, then Shirou could be from the future.]

I remember you being a lot younger. Is that really you?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, its been a while since I last saw you.

[...well at least that confirms that Prospero also calls upon dead people form other worlds.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[Kiritsugu's still shaking off the shock (and he's a very hard man to surprise). He begins speaking slowly, unsure how to approach this situation.]

I can't really say the same. I just saw you yesterday.

[Kiritsugu doesn't say it out loud, but he can guess the meaning behind Shirou's words. After all, he has felt himself slowly dying since the day of the fire. He recognizes how impossible it is for him to ever see his son like this back in his world.]

You look well. How old are you now?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, about that...

[...oh he's asking about his age.]

I'm seventeen now.

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

I... I see. It looks like I've missed a lot.

[Sounds a little melancholic, but at the same time, he's happy that he gets to see his son in this state.]

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

...yeah.

[He looks a bit sad at that.

But.]

Say, have someone told you about this place yet?

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

They have... Are you also here against your will, Shirou?

[The mere thought of it irritates him. Kiritsugu wasted his life fighting in misery. That his son should be forced to do the same is unacceptable.]

[Y-Yeah, he... doesn't know about Shirou's heroic compulsions yet.]

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

...yeah. I'm trying to find out more about this place as well saving everyone I can save.

[ y e p this will be even more awkward.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

...I see.

[Okay, this is a problem. He doesn't know how much of his past he let out during the years before his death, but he can't bear seeing Shirou turn out anything like him.]

If I may ask, what inspired you to make that choice?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

...You.

[A simple answer. For indeed, like his father, he is pursuing a dream.

A dream that was passed on to someone not of blood.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[This isn't good. Bad enough that he ruined his own life, or that he essentially killed everyone he ever cared about, but now he's casting his own fate unto his son?]

Shirou, I...

[--am not someone to be admired, is what he would have liked to say. However, Kiritsugu stops. Even now, he reasons that he has no right to take away his son's passion. If he really believes in saving people, as he once did...]

[Maybe... he could turn out different from him? As his father, he would look after him at every possible opportunity. He doesn't have to suffer as he once did. At the very least, he can hope.]

Should probably go inside. Witnessing this 'Dark Hour' so soon would be unwise. Would you be willing to head back to the hotel with me?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure.

[Even if he's going out in the Dark Hour later anyways...]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

[With a smile, he nods and starts heading back with him.]

Do you still keep in touch with the Fujimuras?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

[He gives a nod at that.]

Taiga-san tends to drop by for breakfast and dinners.

[More like free-load off the food.]

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

That's reassuring. Have you met more people?

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I have.

[Say...]

Have you met Issei yet? He's a friend of mine from back home.

[maguskiller.livejournal.com]

I haven't just yet. I'll make sure to greet him once I do so.

You're able to contact me through the cell phone, right? You already know I'm available if you need anything.

[fatestayhome.livejournal.com]

I will, don't worry about it.

[...no, him being here is enough, he doesn't want to bother his father, of all person, in his endeavors.]