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                  The calm and collected voice rang through the room and straight at Mikoto. With his head facing away, lips curled upward and the red slowly turned towards Munakata. There he was, as if this mission wasn't complicated enough--the blue king himself just happens to stroll in. The red head shifts his stance and shoved his lean fingers in the pockets of the jacket he was wearing. 

                  "So you don't mind if I just keep looking for it?" Mikoto let his eyes study Munakata, and as soon as he was done he went on to studying the rest of the room. Is it even here? Ugh. "I didn't know I could call you out of nowhere, and I didn't know you would actually answer my calls." Did Mikoto even use his cell phone? No, not really. "But walking in doors is interesting. Your guards would attack me." Chuckled the red as he sat down on the couch behind him. 

              — - Munakata was just returning to his office when Suoh appeared in the window, catching the Blue King slightly off-guard and making him wonder just what Suoh was up to, before he heard him mumbling. Looking for something…? It seemed so. But when was the last time Suoh had been here to leave anything behind? So Kusanagi must have, most likely.            Even so, that didn’t mean Munakata was just going to ignore the fact that Suoh seemed to be completely willing to simply break into his office. "While I understand that you’re looking for something, that doesn’t excuse the method of entry you’re using, Suoh Mikoto. If one of yours left something behind, you could merely call me to ask for it, you know?" Really now, there was no need for him to come in through the window. "Or at least enter like a normal person."

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               It's amusing to see strangers strolling into Homra's territory thinking that it was okay. What was even more interesting, was to see other people tied up with other Kings making their way in here. Like this fellow right before him. It was like Mikoto could sense it. "Yeah you were wrong." Amber hues stared at the dark haired male. Boy did he look familiar. "Let me guess, you were here to chat with Izumo. Like everyone around here seems to come here to do." Not that the king didn't trust Izumo--it was just weird maybe?

[ ♟ ] — Stepping into the reds territory was something similar to committing suicide, if he had to explain it to someone, then that would be the way to put it. So you must be asking why he, someone who knew this very well, was precisely entering Homra’s bar despite all the risks it implied. He didn’t hated them, not even the guy in the skate whom so eagerly declared war to him in the most outrageous ways, but raven knew that inside there were a few people with common sense— Kusanagi Izumo and Kushina Anna to be exact.  

❝Not at all❞ The king’s voice made him turn his gaze to the side, but he didn’t backed down, not even in the presence of the volatile redhead. ❝I assumed your clansmen would be here, but I see I was wrong.❞

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                  It was hard to sleep sometimes with the constant reminder of nightmares or even night terrors. He would awaken in the dead of night to find himself slightly shaken, and sometimes he would have Anna next to him with her own issues in sleeping. Her nightmares were bad, if not worse than his own. Sometimes Mikoto wondered if he could handle it--but those thoughts quickly were eliminated. Of course he could take care of his princess; who else would take care of her if he wasn't around? 

                  The king's grip was deadly to some, but he was careful to not harm Anna in any way. Despite the fact that he was asleep, Mikoto subconsciously knew who's hand was in his. The only way he were to harm his girl is if he was really losing his mind. Which, was unlikely at his age. 

                   He didn't awaken from the sound of Anna getting into her chair. All his mind was focusing on was the dark empty dreamland, which was soon spinning out of control into a dream that he would soon remember. Dreams though, do turn into nightmares. " . . . " The king's brow twitched as he found his dream becoming dark and twisted. Though just as it seemed like it was getting worse--things went black and Mikoto soon started to awaken. His hand relaxed, and his body shifted ever-so-slightly. 

Anna didn’t expect the older man to move much — she knew that he was tired, naturally, and she had her own reasons for believing he slept with a purpose rather than simply habitually. The little girl liked to believe that he was sleeping to keep his tendencies from getting to him —- his dangerous, more horrible tendencies rather than anything else, the ones that would turn places like the bar into nothing but one, gargantuan bonfire. So to see him doing this, it wasn’t like it truly bothered her much at all. Yet, here she was with her hand in his, being grabbed quite tightly. She wondered if he squeezed her any harder, it would break, even if she knew that thinking about that was going to make her little fingertips colder in anxiety. But honestly, was he so inclined to take her hand? Was he alright?            ”          …           “ His strain shuffled a bit in her chair when she let the thought strike her like that, and she only got close through this action in silence. The last thing Anna wanted to do was to wake him, so she remained close with him gripping her little hand, nearing the point in which it might crack a bone with the lion hardly knowing his own strength at times. Slowly, once she was sitting closer than before, her other hand lifted and fell upon Mikoto’s, attempting at providing a solace.

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                  Mikoto could hear the ruckus from upstairs perfectly. After hours of trying to get Anna to sleep with assurance of no nightmares, the king was left exhausted himself. The noise was like lighting a bomb, and the bomb was soon to explode. "Tch--" The king stood up, carefully walking out of the room without a single squeak in the floorboards. His clan members were sure going to hear about it, even Kusanagi for not controlling them while he was upstairs.

                 "The hell is going on down her--" Mikoto began as he watched Yata and Badou run out of the bar quicker then he would expected them too. Not because they were scared of their king, but because they were furious with one another. 

                  Abruptly he felt an impact on his chest. Quickly glancing downward, amber hues locked onto sapphire ones. It was Eric. "It's fine." Said the redhead, taking note of the wet shirt and pants the other had on. Apparently Eric had nothing to do with this little dispute. "Why were they arguing when they know Anna is trying to rest upstairs?"

        — [ The canine was left in a soggy mess, and irritation took place of his normally neutral expression. Lips pressed together, he turned and slammed the tray onto the bar before he reached for the towel sitting on the wood to clean himself up. All he wanted to do was eat his food in peace, but as it turned out, he wasn’t even allowed to have that. ] —

        — [ He knew it was an accident. He was just in the wrong place in the wrong time. Badou had said something to piss Yata off, and Yata had chased him down, and he had gotten caught in the middle—with his bowl of soba noodles all over him. ] —

          — [ Busily cleaning at himself, he backed away absently in a blind search for another towel, unintentionally bumping into someone. ] —

            ” Sor — “

          — [ His own words hitched in his throat upon realizing who it was. ] —

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                  It was hard to say what the brute was doing in a school like this. Mikoto would never be found here unless it was necessary. Looking for his vanguard and other clansmen proved to be quite difficult in a place like this where so many kids lingered. "I'm looking for someone." Started the king as he glanced down at the girl. "A boy with a skateboard. Have you seen him?"  

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"Huh…" Kukuri spotted the red-haired man wandering around the high school, so she couldn’t help it but to approach him curiously. "Excuse me, are you looking for something?"

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               Sending a message could lead to losing your mind for only a slit second, and then they would have a dead body on their hands. Its a little hard to say what the group would do after that, however Mikoto did know that HOMRA would be seen as even more ruthless then ever. "Do you really? Alright then, next time I wont stop you and if you kill that guy I'll let you deal with it." He wasn't really going to just sit back and do nothing if that were to happen, the king just wanted the vanguard to understand because it is possible to lose control.

         {{ ☠ }} Walking around and making stops? That was kind of how Yata had met Mikoto-san wasn’t it. Well, it was technically Kusanagi-san who told them to join. “No. I wasn’t planning on killing him, just sending a message.” Yata shrugged, and kicked at the ground to pick up a little bit more speed for his board, it was boring going so slow. “I know when to fucking stop Mikoto-san.”

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                  Pushing his frame away from the couch, a sigh escaped. Mikoto strolled over by the bar itself and the sat down on one of the stools. He could care less if the vanguard wanted to mess around on the other side of the bar, but he had to make sure nothing was broken or damaged. "You're rearranging Izumo's bar, and he's going to find out." The redhead was just trying to forewarn Yata before he went completely nuts.  

So maybe he was curious on the inner workings of the bar? Kusanagi cared too much about his precious bar to let the flaming redhead behind it, but now that Kusanagi was out…he could look at whatever he wanted. When he hears Mikoto’s deep voice fill the room though, he almost breaks a bottle he jumps so far.

"——- !? …..What did I do?"

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                  Well, if that wasn't a warm welcome then Mikoto didn't know what was. What was with everyone and shoving all this negative energy his way? How troublesome. "Really? And I thought you were just dying to see me." The lion always knew that people involved with Scepter 4 were 'sticks in the mud' but this was just ridiculous. Mikoto didn't even do anything that bad yet today. 

                  "I guess you were never really the friendly type right?" His lean fingers grasp the cigarette and pulls it away from his lips. Exhaling, and then turning his attention back towards Munakata. 

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      His attention was caught before the red king even uttered a single word. Pausing in his steps, he only stared at the man before him. Suoh Mikoto, the king of the red clan. “Unfortunately for you,” He reached to fix his spectacles. “That isn’t the case.” It was one of his rare holidays. He figured he could spend his time by taking a stroll in the city. “Honestly, just laying eyes upon you has ruined my day.” 

     ”Why don’t you just move along and out of my way, hm? Surely, it isn’t that difficult for you. Or is it?” 

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                  Watching Yata mess around at the bar proved to be entertaining, and Mikoto allowed it for the most part until he was starting to take things too far. Taking it too far included damaging the bar and that's exactly what the little spitfire did only moments later. "Yata." The king tilts his head upward to get a better look from where he was. "You're in trouble." 

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                  It wasn't like Mikoto to be walking around the major shopping grounds of Shizume City. To be honest, he tries to avoid shopping all together really be making someone else do it. Or, the King brings his princess along with him. Though, what was even stranger then seeing the red king out and about, was seeing the blue king out as well. 

                   "Hmm?" Sparks of curiosity erupted inside of him, and Mikoto took a step forward. "So they've finally kicked you out of the office, eh Munakata?" His head fell to the side as a cigarette hung out of his mouth.

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Muse A is upbeat, quirky, and quite the character. They are also extremely compassionate, and so when Muse B shows up on their doorstep in the middle of a thunderstorm, bloodied and with their clothes torn, Muse A doesn’t hesitate to take them in. However, after some discussion, it is discovered that Muse B is actually on the run, and the people trying to kill Muse B traced them there, causing Muse A to now be in danger.

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          “Blood makes you related but                      loyalty makes you family.”

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                 The lion gazed back at the woman with a look that very well expressed the level of annoyance building up inside of him. Crimson brows furrow, and Mikoto tries to keep his anger under control as he starts to speak. "I don't care what your clan thinks of me." Let alone what anyone else thinks. "Your clan is scared, its as simple as that." HOMRA had no fear, and had relatively nothing to hold them back. Perhaps that was the same idea that made the whole clan very dangerous?

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;; ♙. fortitudine. Seri had never cared much for the red king— in her mind, he was, admittedly still a king, and therefor superior to her in terms of strength and power. But he was hardly worthy of his title. A king did the best for everyone; he didn’t slack, didn’t lay around, didn’t cause trouble for others to clean up.

This wasn’t a king.

" To my clan, you are seen a pitiful ruler. Violent and careless— too high of a danger. "

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                  It didn't occur to the red king just how careless Izumo could be sometimes. Honestly, he thought that the blond was the least person to be so absent-minded in situations like this. To forget something so important in the blue king's office was just shocking, but Mikoto agreed anyway to 'sneak' into Munakata's office to retrieve the item.  After all, Mikoto needed to repay Izumo for slightly damaging his bar with Yata. 

                  So here Mikoto was, hopping right in the window of the blue king's office. Did he even really care if Munakata was in there at that very moment? No, not really. "Where could it be--" Muttered the red as he then started to stroll around. Amber hues gazing around the desk and floor for anything that may look like it. 

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