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Against his better judgement, Kida had made his way to the Order of Dagon headquarters. He had been concerned about Mikado all ready, his concern only growing after talking to Erika. Looking down at his hand, he put the scarred hand in his pocket quickly, before putting his head down and trying to blend in as he walked down the halls. He wasn't even sure what his chances of seeing Mikado were at this point, or what he would say to his friend. He just needed to see for himself. More than that though, he needed to see Mikado, and the days and hours and minutes spent apart only made that feeling grow.