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Either the deities have been working overtime, or the sudden influx of new people is something many of us have seen before. That means visitors. Now, I just got off patrol and really don't want to have to work for another twelve hours, so play nice, huh?

[ooc: 4th Wall friendly!]

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"Anthony did a good job."

He kept his tone neutral and everything. See, Ken could even have lovers!

"He's kinda amazing with this kind of stuff."

Keys in hand, he opened the door to his apartment and was greeted by a happy bark before Bandit fairly tackled his legs. After shoving her head away from his knees, he ushered Mamoru in, closing the door behind them.

"Well. Make yourself at home."

"You're letting her go wild."

Omi had never cared, but Mamoru had been strict with training. He didn't try to approach her now -- he knew she'd never liked him, since he came back changed.

"Just like her owner, I guess."

The dig against the dog stung a little, since it was a bit backhanded at Ken as well. Still, he was determined to try and keep things calm between them. There might not be enough time and he didn't want them to part on bad terms.

"She's fine. I have to leave her and Gent along for long periods of time while I'm working."

He hadn't meant it that way -- well, he had, but he hadn't wanted it to sting. He sighed, offering the dog a hand to see if she'd sniff him, at least. Bandit was a sore spot, since she'd never forgiven him for coming back as Mamoru, any more than Ken had.

The dog approached him, as calm as could be, but after the sniff, she just looked up at him before trotting off to the second bedroom, Ken watching the whole process in silence.

"See?"

Mamoru watched her go with unreadable eyes.

"I'll go to Umi's soon and get out of your hair."

"Sounds like you're the one wanting out of my hair."

Ken looked back to Mamoru, hands held loose at his side.

"I told her I'd stop by, but I'm not great in crowds right now and she's got a metric shitton of Aya's over there. I'm going to head over there, say my hellos and make some small talk, then head right back over. You're more than welcome to come with me. Or stay here, if you end up here more than just today."

Mamoru looked away, then nodded.

"Whatever you wish, Ken."

In truth, he didn't really want to see Umi. Not after the fight they'd had. And a "Metric shitton" of Ayas didn't sound fantastic, either.

Ken opened his mouth to say something, but a quick flurry of notes from his pocket interrupted him. There was no hesitation as he pulled his phone from his pocket, frowning as he noticed the paging number. Glancing over at Mamoru, he dialed into his private mailbox, his grumpy face stilling into something that Mamoru had seen many times in the past. Business was business.

"I've got to gear up and head out in a few."

Mamoru watched it all with unreadable eyes, nodding.

"I understand."

"... someone kidnapped a child. They found her and we're going after the bastard that did it. I can't call this one off, but... please. Be here when I get back, if you can. I've really missed you and I want to be able to see you again before you leave."

"I'll stay here." It was the most he could offer.

Already in mission mode, Ken nodded briskly before stepping towards the bedroom, already working to get what he needed for work. The next time Mamoru saw him, he was in his full gear, all dark and ominous. He spared a quick glance at Mamoru before he was out the door.

[ooc: Timeskip until after the mission?]

Ken would find Mamoru on the couch, a book in his hand and a cat curled up on his lap when he got home. True to his word, he hadn't left, merely chilled with Bandit and Gent while Ken was off rescuing kidnapped girls.

Ken looked a little worn after he reappeared, but he just stripped off his gear in silence, taking care to settle his bagh nahks away.

"Did you find her?" Kidnappings had never ceased to be something of a sore spot for Mamoru. He marked his place in his book, looking up.

"She was dropped off in the Shadow City, but she's hurt pretty bad. We found who did it, but it's not a good thing."

Ken sighed and reached up to rub the back of his neck, frowning a little.

"... thanks. For staying."

Mamoru nodded briefly.

"I said I would."

Ken just sighed and shook his head.

"I didn't say I doubted you. I just... wanted to thank you."

Mamoru gave a brief nod, glancing at him.

"It's not like I have anywhere else to go."

"... 'you're welcome' works wonders, too."

he reached down to start stripping off his boots, taking the socks with them.

"You're welcome," he murmured dryly.

And off comes the shirt, tossed into the darkness behind the open door of the bedroom.

"Thanks."

Mamoru didn't watch him undress, although he was very aware of it.

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