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[swordsinside]

Characters: Everyone living in the Okumura household
When: Sometime in the afternoon, shortly after this post
Where: Clinic and Bookstore
Rating: PG-13 for cussing and tsun
Summary: Shirou's homecoming.

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[callinblueskies]

Rin had heard Shura call: currently he was seated on Suguro's couch, legs spread, arms crossed, all in a huff. There was no major debate over whether the old man was an illusion or not anymore. It was all a matter of coping now. So rather than respond to Shura's call Rin chose to stay on the couch, tail flicking irritably.

[prodigalmight]

[Bon looked over his shoulder towards the stairs before looking back over at Rin. That was definitely not the face of someone who wanted to be near anything that was happening downstairs. He could hear the muffled sound of their conversation, but not what they were saying. There was a man's voice. He was assuming that was the "Shirou" guy that everyone was talking about.]

Hey man, you alright?

[callinblueskies]

It wasn't that he didn't want to be near his old man, it just left him in a mess of emotions he wasn't sure how to handle. Which then defaulted into irritation, thus why he was still upstairs, on the couch.

"M'fine. " And even though his face is remaining the same, that tail is still flicking.

[prodigalmight]

"Bull shit."

Bon moves a little closer. He wasn't entirely sure what happened between Rin and his dad, but he knew what it was like to have tension with a father figure. He catches Rin's tail and lightly sets it on the couch. The motion kept catching in his peripheral vision and it was distracting.

"You don't look like you're fine."

[callinblueskies]

"Then look again cause I am!!" He'll snap back raising up and looking about ready to bite. Rin hesitates and then slumps back into the cushions of the couch.

".. Go see what Shura wants. Probably needs help or something. "