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[digitalemperor]

[Studying with Lion, because he can take the time to work on magic with his friend. And he had some business ideas to pass on to her as well. But studying first, and it's a little relaxing to just calmly read alongside someone.]

[Except the book he's reading... There's a certain ritual he's turned to. At first, it seemed rather normal among all the other blood rituals. Surely useful, and powerful. But as he continues to read he feels his breath stop and his body go numb and heavy with each word. Everything is wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Even through his detachment he feels the emotions grip his heart and squeeze, hurting badly enough to make him feel a vague sense of panic and pain sharp enough to pierce his detachment.]

[He leans his forehead in his palm, staring blankly at the page. He's glad he can't feel too strongly, or he's sure he'd be crying. He doesn't want to explain to Lion why a book of magic would make him cry, and the thought, oddly enough, makes him laugh bitterly.]

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[obedient]

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.

INTERNET GOES HERE NOW

[obedient]

[Kida knew where Izaya kept the spare key, so he grabbed that, and let himself into Izaya's house, hoping the informant wasn't home. He came to pick up a few things he forgot to bring with him when he left. He also brought Ange, just in case Izaya was home.]