[closed] I think I prefer to stay inside.

[magicmissile]

WHO: Rin Faolain, Asami Fukuzawa, Tohru Fukuzawa
WHAT: An awkward car ride.
WHERE: All over Falner! (In a car!)
WHEN: 8 April 2066, after this
SAFE FOR WORK? Tohru is never safe.
OTHER NOTES: backdating awyeah


[ Today was not a good day. Rin was about six hours from recovering from the trauma of this morning, almost five minutes into being kidnapped by a crazy space mage with a spaceship, and approximately twenty seven seconds on being stranded a million miles away from home (which is... sort of a charred husk of an orphanage now, really).

He also pretty much got himself kicked out of said spaceship and onto a space port with nothing to his name but the clothes on his back, the dragon on his head, and the satchel he brought with him containing the last few possessions he has: a new-yet-overworked laptop, a mobile phone, a few copies of his CV, a bunch of colored pens, a notebook, a book on the history of underground tunnels in Europe, some loose change, a year-pass for the transit expiring on his birthday, and lint.

Worst.

Day.

Ever. ]

That was fun, Erin, wasn't it? [ His dragon, Madge, ever the optimist, is swishing her tail along his back now. ]

Yeah, right. [ He frowns and grumbles. ]

Where d'you think that funny man went to, now? Can we pleeeease ask him for another ride? 'Cause that was fun!

No, Madge, we're not asking for another ride. We're going to find a way back home. [ Somehow, anyway. Sure, he was told to stay put and wait, but-- but!! That statement could be very loosely taken. He wasn't clear that Rin should stay put on the exact spot he left him. He could have meant "stay put in this general area" or "stay put inside this spaceport" or something similar. Which is why Rin is looking for a guidemap of the area, so he could figure out where the exit is. ]

Are you suuuuure? He might return and look for us where he left us back there you know. And then he'll take us back home!

I don't really trust him.

But what if he comes back and looks for us and we're not there?

Then I'll tell him I needed to pee, and had to go look for a rest room, and got lost.

Ohhhh, okay. But what if--

No more "what-ifs," Madge.

...Okay.

[ He doesn't end up too far away, though. He finds a vicinity map, memorizes the exit routes, then settles down on a bench near where he'd been dropped off. There is a file on his laptop that he wanted to check... except he isn't sure if he's ready for that yet.

Currently, he's wondering if he could remotely hack into Dublin PD from here and start his search over. ]

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[magicmissile]

Huh. [ He leans back on his seat, looking incredulously at Tohru. But it... sort of made sense? Since he never quite understood what Pa did, so... ]

For how long?

[fidelias]

Fifteen years. This year would have been their sixteenth.

[ And since he's just broken out of the forest roads and is at the first stoplight... turning to you now with a solemn look. ]

I am sorry for your loss. We will see what we can do about this situation.

[magicmissile]

[ He blinks at Tohru then. Sixteen years. That's about as long as he was with them...

He shakes his head, and looks down at his hands, motionless on his lap. ]

It's... still kind of surreal, you know? I had breakfast with them that morning, then went out to town to look for a part-time job... And when I came home, they're all gone.

It feels like I'm dreaming and waiting for myself to wake up, but I know I'm not dreaming...

[fidelias]

[ He's quiet for some time after you speak, and turns away in order to get back to driving. Asami reaches for his arm and curls her fingers around it. ]

Such is the nature of loss. It comes in waves.

[ It sounds a bit like he's speaking from experience. ]

[magicmissile]

[ By nature, he's curious. He wants to ask how or why or who he's lost, but... Not now. He sees the way Asami touches her husband, and it tugs at his heart because he's seen the same with Ma and Pa. Everything just wants to remind him of home, and he can't... go back. Probably not anymore.

...Which reminds him. ]

So, uh... Where exactly are you taking me?

[fidelias]

Our home. You will stay with us until the stewards of Falner have prepared a room for you, and finished handling the finer, legal points of your residency here.

[ Asami turns around to smile at you at that point.

"Have you ever eaten Japanese before, Rin-kun?" ]

[magicmissile]

...Alright.

[ If this was how he'd met Taning, he wouldn't be so tetchy about suddenly being transported to the Philippines. Seriously. Asami and Tohru are way, way better. ]

Um... well, once? But I don't think the restaurant was as authentic as it claimed to be.

[fidelias]

[ "I see! Well, I shall make sure that the meal I will make for you will be better than whatever you tried."

#ProudMom

Granted, Asami's cheer is enough to make Tohru smile just a bit. ]

Is there anything that you need Netsach to secure from your home country?

[magicmissile]

[ He smiles at Asami, too. He mutters a thank you, because really. She's been very nice, so far. Her, and Tohru. He liked them. ]

... I don't know... The House looked-- [ Done for. Absolutely fucked. ] I mean, if there's anything that survived at the House? Don't think there's any, but it won't hurt to check...

[fidelias]

I will check and secure whatever I can by tomorrow.

[ It won't be too long before you're all at the house now. ]

Do you wish to discuss anything else?

[magicmissile]

I'd appreciate that, thank you.

[ He'll smile, sheepish, but totally grateful. ]

No, no, I think- I think you covered most of it. [ Because Taning didn't. #stillbutthurt ] If anything comes up, I can just ask you...? [ He means both of you, Asami and Tohru. (Or, uh, Mr & Mrs Fukuzawa???) ]

[fidelias]

[ Nodding at that. ]

Do not hesitate to approach me at any point from here on, up until you stop staying with us.

[ Since he is pretty sure that will happen. Not that he and Asami mind taking on more children, of course... ]