scp r2 ♥ private conversation catch-all with shirou

[dereban]

[ insert shitpost of people dying when they're killed here later ]

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week three; monday

[dereban]

[ So. Is Shirou in the kitchen today or will she have to hunt him down because she wants to have a little chat tbh. ]

[diesifkilled]

[He is, in fact, in the kitchen! Today there is significantly less stress cooking going on, though.]

Hi, Inaba. Did you want to talk about something?

[dereban]

I didn't want to ask in front of everyone but please tell me you know embarrassing things about Ichigo.

[ #priorities ]

[diesifkilled]

It's not like you need to know any special secrets to embarrass him.

[dereban]

No, but I like gossip.

[diesifkilled]

Well, there was this thing at Camp that kept happening. We did a lot of clothing checks at trials to look for evidence, and every time Ichigo took his shirt off people kept getting distracted by his abs.

And he never had any idea why that was happening.

[dereban]

. . . Is he actually dense?

[diesifkilled]

...Was that not already obvious.

[dereban]

I mean, I saw him as an idiot, but dense on top of that was not expected from the conversations I had with him.

week 5; wednesday

[dereban]

[ KNOCK KNOCK SHIROU ARE YOU IN YOUR ROOM

because Inaba is going to check up on you ]

[diesifkilled]

[He sure is in his room. Has been since Sunday, in fact! Who needs things like food or socialising or anything like that LOSERS IS WHO

No, wait. It's the other way around.

So the Shirou who answers the door is a very tired and unwell looking Shirou, whoops.]

...What is it?

[dereban]

You look. . . terrible.

[ Inaba looks better than he does even though she does look a bit disheveled herself. ]

I mean. No offense, but. Are you okay?

[diesifkilled]

Sorry, I'm just...

[He runs a hand through his hair in an attempt to straighten it up a bit. It doesn't do much.]

I've just been thinking about a lot of stuff, and... not cleaning up enough, I guess.

[dereban]

It's fine, but... [ She hesitates a bit, sounding a little contemplative because she honestly has no idea if she's the right person for this. ] ...do you want to talk about it?

[diesifkilled]

[He opens his mouth and closes it again, uncertain of what to do. Rationally, he knows that talking with Inaba about his issues has helped and could well do so again. Less rationally, he doesn't want to talk about it with anyone because he doesn't want to burden them with his stupid weird problems.

After a long moment of weighing these two conflicting thoughts, he sighs and nods.]

...Come on in.

[dereban]

[ If he told asked if she considered it a burden, she would probably say that it isn't one in the slightest bit. But when he tells her to come in, she will do just that and close the door behind her, bowing politely as she enters.

Also taking in what his room looks like, what do we got to see here. ]

Thanks. Where should I sit?

[diesifkilled]

[Shirou's room is just an extremely normal hotel room. There are no personal touches whatsoever. It seems like he keeps it very clean and tidy even while stewing in his own angst, so there's very little to indicate that he's been living here for weeks.

He indicates the chair stationed at the desk for her, taking a seat on the bed himself.]

...What kind of memory did you get this week?

week 6; monday

[dereban]

[ AFTER THE MEETING. . . Inaba is going right back into her room but feel free to pop by, Shirou!

it's not like she can stop any visitors since we're fully intangible now ]

[diesifkilled]

[He is in fact popping by, yes!

Did she think he wasn't dead serious about sticking around her? Foolish. Shirou Emiya makes no jokes.]

Hey.

[dereban]

[ Don't worry. She totally expected this. ] I'd say sit anywhere, but you might wind up clipping through any of the chairs.

[diesifkilled]

Well, we're not falling through the ground...

[So he's just sitting down on the floor.]

[dereban]

I think I'd be concerned if we were.

[ Inaba will join him onto the ground, legs crossed. ]

So. What do you want to talk about?

[diesifkilled]

Well, it occurred to me that I don't really know all that much about you. So I was hoping you could tell me a little about yourself, if you don't mind.

[dereban]

I guess I don't. If we're starting from the basics: I'm the vice president of the Student Cultural Society Club at my school. We write articles for a gazette every month, actually. Oh, and I guess I should mention I'm from Yokohama? Big city.

[diesifkilled]

Do you enjoy it? The club, I mean.