generalflirt | ~♥NINETEEN♥~

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[This morning Mikado is gone.

More pressingly, his computer and most of the things in his room are gone too. Masaomi stares at it for a long while through the hole in the wall (covered by a sheet) dividing their two rooms when he went to check on Mikado today. As it stands... well. Well. There's a few possible conclusions, and they all fly into his head: kidnapped, kidnapped by someone else? Seduced-? all of them leave a foul taste in his mouth. Thus, eventually, he flips open the journal. His tone is flat, with an unhidden hint of threat in it-]

Have any of you seen Mikado Ryuugamine?

[... But he's too antsy to focus on just that. Instead, he's going to hit up all the likely hang outs- he's going to hit up all of the friends of Mikado's he knows the house/apart numbers of. Archie Kennedy, Anne, Shuri, Selphie. For good measure, he then will go to people he wonders might be useful - the clinic to see if he can't find Law-san or someone else there and then around to look for Shikamaru, even though he doesn't know where he lives. By the end of the day, he's just going to be looking in the windows of all the houses he can, and then going to the apartment doors of everyone he can and knocking on their door... progressively feeling more and more like hitting someone or something.

SO UH. Run unto him wherever ! He's feeling insane]

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Well, if you're offering and Ranka-chan will be there besides, I could come for a while.

Sure thing- I should have it ready in about an hour, so you can come back by then if you've got anything else to take care of before tonight. [A little more lurking shouldn't hurt, at least.]

An hour, is it?

[a short laugh]

Okay, okay~ I have a few more things to look into, but I wouldn't miss a dinner like that.

[An hour later, Michael is just finishing up in community house one's first floor kitchen, with a slightly larger spread than usual, with a whole pork roast at the center.

Taking a step back from the table, he brushes his hands off on a towel and grins. Part of him worried about becoming too domestic, doing this sort of thing every day... but the work helped pass the time, and with Ranka around... it almost felt like family.

Not to mention other uses, like keeping Masaomi out of trouble for a while.]

[Ranka bounds in, back from school and work and whatnot and changed into some sundress or other. She makes an appreciative sound at the food.]

Wow...! That looks amazing, Michael!

[And an hour later Masaomi's making it back here. It's hard to say if he's "looking forward" to being at this dinner or not, but he does certainly come with a sense that he wouldn't mind it. He might already have a bit of messed up-ness from picking a fight here and there, but he does try to look presentable smiling, and all that as he steps in the front door of the building.

He'll turn into the kitchen eventually]

[Michael will give Ranka a quick bow as she enters, and do the same for Masaomi, motioning for him to take a seat at the table. He can tell he's been up to no good in the intervening hour... but he'll let it slide.]

Well, I figured that since we're having a guest, I should try to step up my efforts tonight, you know? Both of you help yourselves while I get this roast carved up~

[She'll get on that, smiling brightly at Masaomi.]

I was happy to hear you'd be coming for dinner with us tonight!

[Masaomi makes a little bow, grinning]

How could I pass up a dinner with Ranka-chan?! That's absurd!

[Lalala, getting a bit more into the room]

[Nodding as he takes a knife to the roast, breaking it down into nice, thick slices.]

And I thought it might do Masaomi good, since his friend has gone missing.

[ - oh, she hadn't realized that. She turns to Masaomi, distressed]

What, really? That's awful!

[And he frowns.]

Ah, yeah.

Enough of that though- Mikado should be fine, and I'll keep an eye out for him around town later tonight.

[And here comes three plates piled with meat, one in front of each of their places at the table. Cheer up and enjoy the food and pretty girl, Masaomi.]

Mm, I'm sure he'll be alright.

[oh yay foood]

Ah.

[...Food. He gives it a smell for now]

[He'll take a seat with his own plate and tuck in. You really need some better influences in your life, Masaomi.]

Not quite to your tastes?

[Lookin' up curiously at that question.]

[Blink - no. He grins, giving a theatrical shrug in his seat]

No, no~ this smells quite wonderful.

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[Action] Zephy says "omg, yes definitely"- want to just continue it here, log it, or...?

[Action] I'm fine with whatever option you two think is best

[Action] Probably simpler to just keep threading here, and that in mind-

[Action] hooooope this is alright

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