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| characters | Shirou Emiya & Whomever wants to help with distributing the food and making a storage room!
| date/time | Backdated to April 23rd
| location | Inside the Tree, Second Floor
| rating | G (doubt that'll change but can shift accordingly!)
| summary | With egg & bacon in tow, Shirou tries to share what he can amongst anyone who may want something different from the typical food at the altar. They'll need to find a way to store the leftovers though.

The egg was good, the bacon still fresh- but they only had so much time before their efforts to pool together and gather these rare treats would go to waste. It was remarkable, seeing Saber take charge of the situation and showing authority that he couldn't help but admire. Ultimately, there was no time like the present to get started on what would be the beginnings of cold storage. It was going to put Shirou to the test if he had any plans of reinforcing the makeshift walls and whatever else they had planned in order to create something that could properly keep these items from perishing so easily.

There was also a matter of splitting up the supplies... There was enough here for a considerate amount of people though. He and whomever wanted to help could handle it.

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"Yosh..."

Shirou wiped his brow as he lifted his shirt to wipe away the sweat and dirt from his face. After spending the last half hour pulling up pebbles the size of bricks or more from the bottom of the tree to the spot he intended to make the storage room, he knew that it'd be difficult without hammers or nails. If he had a screwdriver or a drill that'd be even better. But he'd figure something out eventually. Right now, with the collection of twigs and leaves and rocks he had, it was a matter of time until this storage space on the second floor would come to life.

Cooling the room to preserve the meat and egg for longer use would come afterwards, of course. Patting down his hands, he got to work as he started pulling stray pieces of bark and leaves across the ground foundation that would make up the floor. Just to get an idea of the layout. If he could dig, he would to give it some substance, but... One step at a time.

[OOC; Feel free to interact with one another on helping build it! Shirou'll be around to help too.]

Shirou would feel himself being watched. Eventually, everyone Marisa watched would pick up on it, especially since she wasn't exactly being subtle. She sat no too far away, chin propped up on her hand, while Shirou worked. It was a bit nostalgic, seeing someone use their hands to build something.

She just couldn't decide if it was a good or a bad nostalgic considering it made her think about the Human Village. And what she left behind there.

Just as Shirou placed down a considerately sizable piece of bark, as he was about to try and dig it into the ground beneath him when he felt the presence not too far away. While the redhead didn't think that he would be alone through this endeavor, he and whomever else were helping, he decided to take a quick breather from dragging heavy pieces around as he wiped his forehead again. His hazel gaze shifted across the floor as he took in his surroundings until his eyes stopped upon the young girl perched some distance from him.

She carried a certain air to her, and while she looked like any normal girl on the surface...

"Hi there." He knew what this world was like. People came from all over, from different plains of existence. The act of second magic here was astounding, so he wouldn't be able to tell just by looking at someone if they were from his world or not. But regardless, he offers a friendly wave regardless as she seems to watch. He won't ask her to help him, but she seemed content with just watching them.

"Heya," came the easy reply coupled with a friendly grin.

Marisa wasn't volunteering to help him, true, but that didn't mean she wouldn't help. Her thoughts were less on what was actually being built than the act of building itself. She'd left that life devoid of magic a long time ago, and though some things were better done without magic, building wasn't one she thought much about. And now that she was, she wasn't sure which would be better: hand-built or magic-built.

"You're doing a good job, ze."

Though he was reluctant to do so, mainly if there were other people around who didn't know a lot about it in the first place, Shirou was avoiding using his magecraft until it was necessary to keep something steady. It was for that very reason that when everyone was gone for the day (possibly even during the night) that he'd bring along a friend who could help him add the finishing touches to the storage room to preserve the food they got. Though he wouldn't bring anything up unless anyone else did. For now, Shirou was an ordinary human working hard to make ends meet in this world and help everyone out.

"Oh... Ah," he scratched the back of his head as he approached the girl before patting his hands. "Thank you. It's still a work in progress, but hopefully we should have a place we can keep food in cold storage longer."

His smile was hopeful and appreciative of her encouraging words.

"Yeah... salted preservation of food only goes so far because you get tired of eating it. Having a coldbox will be nice." She looked past him, tilting her head a bit.

"You decide how you're gonna keep everything cold? Yeah, there are ways to keep it cooler than the ambient air temperature outside, but that doesn't really help with keeping food from going bad."

"Yeah. I've got an idea that I'll have to try later on. But I have some time, so it'll have to wait until the room is finished." Shirou confessed. He wasn't lying, though he had left out any details in regards to magic for the moment. "Ah, that reminds me. We're gonna be handing out pieces of the bacon and egg white for anyone that wants some. I can get some for you too if you want."

"I'll take some egg, but I don't eat meat that much."

But then she focused her golden eyes on him, giving him a look that almost seemed to go through him, like she was looking at things no one else could see...

"Tell me what idea you're going to try to keep it cool. I wanna know if it's anything like my idea."

"Ah, alright!" Unless the egg was cooked, he needed a means to keep the egg white and yolk fresh. A heeping bowl of egg white would last someone quite some time if they were to cook with it afterwards. Before he can go and do anything involving that however, her request stops him in his tracks as he turns back around to face her. He was reluctant...but so long as he didn't tell her who was doing it, he supposed that he didn't mind. ~~Truths but only half of them.~~

"Well... It's something to do with magic. Like some kind of spell that can freeze an area and keep it that way. Hopefully it works."

Except the problem with that was Marisa was going to press the matter.

"And who's casting it - you?" She then shook her head. "No, not you. Not you..."

"Eh?" He blinked at her. "Not me?"

Whoops. Not that Shirou Emiya was allowed to do such a thing in the first place, but,

"Ah, yeah...not me. I'm no good at that kind of thing."

Shirou was busted.

Very much so. Marisa leaned forward a bit with a grin tugging her lips.

"So... Riona? Rin? Who is it?"

His cheeks flared up in response, more or less embarrassed that he'd been founded out that easily. He didn't think that this girl had met her! Though he had yet to meet this Riona girl, Shirou knew exactly what Marisa was talking about when she mentioned that other name. Taken aback, his body shivers slightly when he thinks about what she might have done to him if he willingly outted her.

"Y-You know Tohsaka?!"

"Uh, yeah. She lives across the tree from me and her wards tried to blow me up once."

Yet, despite that fact, Marisa didn't seem remotely bothered that someone tried to blow her up. It was almost like she was used to it or something. But at least Shirou's reaction let her know it was indeed Rin that was going to help with this little icebox. It also meant Marisa would just let Rin do it so she could see the kind of work the mage did.

"Ah..ahah..." Shirou felt silly now, especially when this lady was talking about her the way that she was. So she reacted to her little 'defense' too, did she? That must have meant that Marisa had magical potential within her too... Admittedly, the change of topic (though he didn't want it to shift to this in the first place) meant that he had forgotten about her egg request for the time being as he lightly bowed his head and glanced to the side. Another deep breath later, and he had his composure back.

"Sorry about that," he apologized like it was natural of him. Even if it wasn't even his doing. "That bounded field is a simple but effective one."

"And laid in front of her door." Marisa finally gave a bit of a glare... upward. "You can't even knock without getting exploded. Even she admitted it wasn't friendly."

Marisa looked back over. "Why are you apologizing for her, anyways? I can break the damn thing down if I wanted; it ain't that hard."

Oh, she looked irritated... It was Rin's doing, but he couldn't even fault her for it either. When she mentioned being blown up, he couldn't help but think of the time that she had tried to cross into the Einzbern forest. He tried to imagine it happening to Marisa too, but his thoughts were jostled away when she asked why he was apologizing.

"I just didn't want anyone getting hurt, that's all. If you're okay, I guess it's alright; but please don't break it down."

A couple of minutes. He only knew this girl for a couple of minutes and he was making sure that she was alright.

The witch rolled her eyes. "It takes much more than a ward like that to really be an issue." She shrugged then. "I don't got a reason to break it down, but I hope she moves the damn thing so people can knock. How else are people gonna be able to come over to borrow sugar?"

Or steal magic. "Tea without sugar just sucks. Hey, what's your name, anyways?"

"Yeah...that'd make sense, to be honest." He wouldn't suggest it to her now though, but Marisa did have a good idea about moving the distance of the bounded field. Even by a few feet so they could get to the door easier. Just when he was about to ask about the sugar, curious how they could get it unless it was from the market, she asked another question he couldn't ignore.

"Oh, I'm Shirou Emiya. Nice to meet you and sorry for trying to deceive you earlier. You are?"

"I suppose I can forgive you this time." Which would be a funny thing for Shirou to hear if he had any idea how easily Marisa lied when it suited her.

"Marisa Kirisame," she supplied with a wink.

And of course, Shirou couldn't tell when she was lying or not. Considering that he just met her and her tone didn't indicate anything of the sort, so he just continues on with a friendly smile. "Got it. Thanks for understanding."

A beat.

"So, Kirisame-san... I'm guessing you got here around the same time that we did?"

"That I did." She pointed upward. "I'm staying up on the crystally level. Tell you what, Shirou..." Marisa just didn't do formalities for the most part. "If Rin can't make the cooler thing work, gimme a holler."

She grinned. "Because I can."

Shirou already had his suspicions when she spoke of being able to break down Rin's bounded field, but when she spoke of making the cooler idea work (with gusto and confidence), it only confirmed them. Not that he felt he was in any real danger around her; she didn't give any hostile vibes. Not that he'd have to use it here (hopefully), but that just meant that if she was a magus, his Reality Marble would have to remain hidden still. This was assuming that she was from the association too...

"Ah, you're a magus too." His tone didn't imply any disdain, more of an observation.

Having sliced off the top of the egg shell easily enough, there was plenty of egg white that could fill a bowl for plenty of people without even getting to the egg yolk that had yet to be broken yet. Thankfully it was still fresh, after he, Illya and Saber had tested it. Funny how testing an egg could still work regardless of how small someone was. The bacon was easy enough to slice into sections, though the line of fat that was drawn through it would make it difficult to use. If it were a small slice that was proportionate to the people that lived here, it wouldn't be so bad. But he didn't want to have to give someone nothing but bacon fat. Not only was that unhealthy, but would likely turn into a glob of chewy textures unless they cooked it right.

Again, Shirou would figure it out in due time. The egg remained neatly upright beside him as it was out of the way of the construction of the storage room, but the long strip of bacon was neatly placed out over a clean table that he made once reinforcing a piece of bark and changing its shape to something more suitable so that it wouldn't get so dirty. All that was left now was to divide it up amongst those that needed them.

"Trace on."

Nothing special, but in his hands he projected a clean, and perhaps slightly larger than usual butcher's knife.

[OOC; Again! Open for mingling and interactions. If you want a portion of the bacon or the egg or so, by all means! The rest that's left over is gonna be placed into storage once the room is finished being built.]

Edited 2015-05-05 02:00 (UTC)

She could smell the food from the corridor. She had intended to stand as guard until Shirou had started with doing what he did best, at least from her point of view. And what he did best was cooking of course. There was something natural about him and how he moved in the kitchen, handling the appliances and the kitchen knife, carefully mixing, slicing and preparing the ingredients. That was her intention, but soon Saber found herself impatiently pacing with her hands clasped at her back, almost wishing everyone would hurry so this would end soon and she could finally enjoy a real meal made by Shirou, one with more variety than berries, mushrooms and nuts. Her ears caught the spell-incantation and whirled around, tentatively peering into the storage room with great curiosity.

"Shirou…" she said as she opened the door more and set a foot inside. "Do you need my assistance, Master?"

She could cut things up. If she did it with people, an egg should not be too difficult.

"Shirou..."

"Mm?" Just as he was about to get started with cutting up the bacon, he heard the voice of the blonde Servant peer into the storage room now that the basis of it had been built up. All that was left now was to bring back Tohsaka later so that they could properly cool the area. Luckily for them, they still had time and the food wouldn't go bad so abruptly. Chancing a glance over his shoulder, he offers her a welcoming smile. "Good afternoon, Saber." She was keeping busy here, though they didn't even belong to this world. It was remarkable to see just how much of a hard worker she was when she wasn't conserving her energy for a battle. He could only hope to keep up with her and not slow her down. It was why he was hard at work between the storage room and helping with the food that they earned from the shop. There was more than enough here to help plenty of people who wanted some, including them. But speaking of food...

"I should be good for now, but..." Shirou approaches her as he chances a glance back to the bacon. "What part of the bacon do you think looks the best? I'll let you pick any piece that you want and that can be our part until the rest goes into storage."

Unfortunately, 'everything' wasn't a valid answer. But he knew how important it was to get the finest ingredients. Even if he decided in the end, when it came to food, it wouldn't have hurt to get her opinion considering how much she loved what he could make.

Shirou had no idea… her time in Fuyuki was the first time she ever relaxed in her life. It used to frighten Kay, not that he would openly admit it, but he confronted her about her lack of sleeping hours and lifestyle before she became king. After that, he could not raise objections. “Hey, you there, when do you sleep?” his surly voice used to ask, trying to conceal the worry fruitlessly. In all those years, had she known why she had worked so hard and what she had tried to protect so badly?

In the end, she had just protected her ideals.

She gazed at Shirou, firstly worried he was not pushing himself, secondly because the food he was handling was of her best interests, not just for her meal, but also for everyone else… She entered the storage and walked toward him with the same solemnity people do when they visited a sacred temple and pray to the shrine of deities. "Good afternoon," she greeted him as she approached until it was he who drew closer, she stopped then and waited for him. Maybe he did not trust her near this amount of food. It was ridiculous, she preferred quality over quantity.

"Ah? Which one looks the best?” she asked, taken aback and then shot a puzzled look at the bacon. "I have never eaten bacon, I do not have a basis to judge which one would be better." She tipped her head and decided to take the wisest choice. "The most suitable portion is the one Shirou believes is the best."

She assented, confident he would choose wisely.

Admittedly, Shirou had wanted to close that gap between himself and Saber because he was greeting her over not letting get too close. If she wanted to inspect it, he would let her do so. She was the one who helped him get this and the egg, along with the rest of the stones they pooled together to buy them, after all. Her puzzled expression caught him by surprise as well, though once she confessed that she'd never eaten it before, it all started to make sense. A part of him couldn't help but want to ask what else she was used to eating from whichever time she came from- but the question sparked a curiosity in her identity too, not that it was at the front of his mind right now.

When Saber answered that his choice would be the best one, he couldn't help but faintly laugh as if he was expecting her to say that. "That makes sense... We never did something like bacon and eggs for breakfast in the morning." Shirou typically went the extra mile and beyond when he did breakfast alongside Sakura. The thought made him smile; even if he didn't have access to as many ingredients as before, perhaps it'd be a welcome change of pace to mix up the palate. "I bet you'll like it though when we have it! It's very basic, but you can make it crispy or soft or inbetween."

“No, we did not,” Saber confirmed. She memorized each of her meals and the time she spent with Shirou, Rin, Taiga and Sakura, it had been a precious experience she would not forget. It was not only because of the taste of their meals but how they made each bit unforgettable. It was a dream she hoped she could see again while she rest, even if she knew dreaming was impossible to her.

“Hm, I do not know if we can make it crispy, even with the help of the fireflies,” she spoke, feeling deprived of the flavors her Master could managed not only by the lack of ingredients but also by the lack of cooking options.

Kit had followed the smell of the bacon all the way there. Most humans probably wouldn't have been able to smell it til it was cooking, but well, Kit wasn't human. And though she liked the berries and things, the thought of having a bit of bacon for her breakfast had been too enticing to resist.

She arrived just in time to witness something that served as quite an effective distraction, though. Namely, a knife appearing out of thin air, apparently intended for use in cutting the meat. "Wow, that was cool!", Kit exclaimed, fluttering over to get a closer look just a little quicker than walking would have allowed. "How'd you do that?"

Either Shirou was so focused on his task at hand that he hardly noticed her, or she was very light of foot. Either way, once he was satisfied with the knife that he acquired, the redhead turned towards the bacon as he prepared to cut it into portions. Contemplating their size, he just about dropped the projected blade in his hand when the young girl piped up from behind him. His back tensed up as the gravity of her words kicked in. He knew that eventually, especially if trouble was afoot, he would have to rely on his powers to protect people who needed him. That being said, he didn't want Tohsaka knowing that he was brandishing his abilities out in the open. Being a magus was something only seen in fiction from his world, meant to be kept a secret otherwise you were labelled as someone to be eliminated to protect the secrets of the magi.

Though in his defense, he thought he was alone. Though he intended to become a proper magus under Rin's tutelage, Shirou wasn't exactly a conventional one when you paired him up with someone like her. Needless to say, he'd been founded out and he can only nervously smile before rubbing the back of his head.

Whoever this girl was, she certainly wasn't human. She had the shape of one, but Kit's nose and tail were a certain giveaway of that.

"Hello. Uhm..." He may as well have tried. "Do what?"

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The answer was probably a bit of both. But then Kit was a cat, and very light on her feet even in comparison to others of her kind. She could probably sneak up on a good portion of the tree's residents if she were so inclined. This time, however, it was unintentional.

Not that either of them were really worried about that just now. "That," Kit says, indicating the knife. "How'd you make it appear out of thin air like that? I've seen street performers pretend to be able to do that, but actually doing it would take real magic. I've just never seen magic that could do that before."

Drat- this girl found him out already? He supposed that if there was magic already involved with this world and there were others that were aware of its existence, it made things easier. Whoever this girl was, Shirou suddenly felt himself lightly flushing in embarrassment. He really did leave himself out in the open to be exposed like this, didn't he? The bacon and eggs forgotten for the time being, he glanced to the butcher's knife in his hand before finally explaining.

"Oh that." Very smooth, Shirou. "It's called Projection. It's kind of like you said. I just make it appear out of thin air using magic." That was only skimming the surface, to be frank. But he wasn't sure if he had to go into detail with somebody he didn't know knew a lot about it or not.

Edited 2015-05-09 01:52 (UTC)

"Oh!", Kit said. "That sounds like it'd be really useful." A lot more than her music generally is around here, especially with their limited resources.

"Can you make anything you want appear?", Kit asked, curious. "Like could you make a whole house, or a boat, or a bushel of candy fruit? Or just little stuff you can hold in you hand?" Granted they really had no use for a boat around the tree, but it was one of the first large objects that came to mind.

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"Yeah, it's pretty nice. A lot easier to make stuff to cut food for also."

Once Kit asked about the limits of his magecraft, he couldn't help but smile amused at her. It wasn't a silly question to ask, to be honest. He was the one who phrased it the way that he did. If she knew about anything that was supernatural in nature (her being clearly not human to his eyes was a giveaway that things perhaps weren't worth keeping under lock and key), Shirou didn't see any further harm. He wouldn't flaunt what he had, however. It was never his style of doing things.

"Sorry to disappoint, but all I'm good at is making things like swords. And even so, it'd probably take a lot of work to make a house or something." Was it even possible to do that? Surely it wasn't his own craft, but now he was probably going to ask a really stupid question to Rin later on, that he would either be laughed out of the house for or teased and forced to stay.

Edited 2015-05-09 06:19 (UTC)

"Oh, OK," Kit said when he explains about the limits of his magic. "Guess something like a house is a bit much, but you never know if you don't ask, right? And being able to make tools or weapons out of thin air is pretty cool too."

But that wasn't why she'd come here. "Anyways," Kit said, getting back down to business, "I'm guessing you were getting ready to cut up this meat to share with everybody right?"

"I guess you're right. There's no harm in asking if you don't know." As Kit asked about the meat that he was ready to start dividing up, he realized that there was no real method behind what he was going to do. Keep some for his house and some for Tohsaka, but beyond that, give out as much as he could.

"As much as I could, to be honest. We had to pitch in a lot to get the egg and bacon together. I don't think there'll be enough for everyone, but whatever's left can be stored up." A beat. "Would you like some? It should still fry easily enough."

"Yes, please," Kit said. "I don't need a whole lot, but I'll probly be sharing it with my friend Orcelito, so there should at least be enough for two.So there should be plenty left for everyone else."

"And since I don't think anybody wants just fat, I bet you could cook it down some and use it to flavor other things, like soup and stuff," Kit said, indicating the stripe of fat roughly in the center of the bacon. "That way you'd be able to get more use out of it and it wouldn't go to waste." Because you really shouldn't waste food. Especially tasty food.

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Late Morning - Building the Storage Room (Open to all!)

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Mid Afternoon - Food Partitions (Open to all!)

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If Kit were a dog, this would be where the Beggin' Strips reference would go. X3

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