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return of the bean;

WHO: Ken and open to CR!
WHERE: Nonah mostly, but open to anywhere!
WHEN: afternoon, evening, nighttime of the 16th
WHAT: Ken and Koromaru return from their canon update to a ton of messages and a lot of people they have to inform of their home-coming to.
WARNINGS: apparently, a lot of sad hugs. but none otherwise!

Afternoon @ Nonah #005;
The sun's starting to slide lower in the sky when Ken steps up to the porch of Nonah #005 for the first time in what feels like forever. According to the calendar, it's only been ten days, but for him it's been a long, long stretch of six months. It's almost like he's moving into somewhere completely new. So much had happened during that time. So many fights, so many deaths, preventing an entire apocalypse.

What about here? In the ten days of his absence, did anything change? If he opens this door, what will he see? Would Charlie, Bull, Kaneda, and Tetsuo still be here? He can't even imagine any of them leaving this place anymore, he'd grown so attached. It's a little scary.

But he'll never find out if he doesn't take this step forward. So with a deep breath, he wraps his fingers around the doorknob and pushes the door open, poking his head into the house and calling out a firm, "I'm home!"

Late evening - text to the others;
It's after all the talks and also after being fed eggloaf by Kaneda that Ken, fed and showed and feeling a lot more rested than he did a few hours ago, finally sits down and pulls out his phone to do what must be done: sending a message regarding his return to his close friends and those that left those messages on his phone. He was honestly surprised and more than a little touched to receive all of them, and it would be a betrayal to their friendship to leave them waiting any longer.

It's a simple text, written up and addressed to a whole number of people, so it's very generic. But that's okay. There's plenty of time still to talk more specifically with each of these people, right?

Koromaru and I are back. I'm sorry we worried all of you. Um... we're okay, but it looks like the swear-in got rough again. Is everybody all right?

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[The house is empty except for the cats when Kaneda returns. No lights are turned on that weren't on before, the faucets are shut tight, and nothing has been moved, not even the sticky notes left all over Ken's desk. There isn't a single wrinkle on the bed that wasn't there when Kaneda last saw it. There's no presence of the boy anywhere despite all hopes.

Except, the house is perhaps too empty. There will be no golden puppy shuffling up to greet him. No worried whines, not even sleepy snores. Only the cats are there.

Only the cats, and a single, orange Post-It left on Kaneda's desk with that familiar, carefully neat but awkward Japanese that now decorate their bowls and mugs.]

Your writing is so sloppy.

[It isn't until late afternoon that Kaneda arrives, having gone to the Swear-In for one reason alone: To see if a certain someone would show up. Tetsuo was bedridden, so he didn't need to worry about him popping up at one of these things, and he'd made a note to Ken with an ultimatum. One that...the kid didn't even keep. There's something to say about that. The first being 'I don't know what you were expecting, Kaneda Shotaro.' Ken hadn't made contact with him in ten days, who's to say he was going to start now? Charlie and Bull had confirmed he was ported out, and it's not like many of them came back from that.

Euphie was an exception. But everyone else he knew...

He stumbles in, his feet practically dragging as he uses the doorframe as support. The Swear-in, which had started off as a fun, if strange holiday celebration took a turn for...what else? The worst. Whoever thought of hosting it in Maurita Falls had to be insane, thinking that nothing would happen. But sure enough, in true Maurita Falls fashion, hitmen had attacked it, and had it not been for doubling up with Bull to take them down, he probably would have made it back a lot worse off than he did. Not that he still wouldn't walk himself home either way.

In a way, he's glad Ken didn't show.

He shuts the door behind him, taking off that jacket and tossing it on the couch, waiting for the inevitable pitter-patter of puppy feet to come greet him. Capsule, at least, was something he could use right now. But that sound never comes, and the most he sees is Krem sitting in the window, waiting for when Bull decides to bring himself back home. Strange...that wasn't like Capsule. The dog loved him (probably the only thing that really did right now), and the thought of losing two in one day was just not something even Kaneda was ready to deal with. It doesn't take long to jump to the worst conclusion, mouthing the word 'Tetsuo' as he runs to check to make sure something didn't hit the ceiling. Literally.

It isn't until he slowly, and albeit sadly walks into his room, his heart sunk more than he could ever admit to. Ken's gone, and now his own dog. His room's empty as always, white walls and empty furniture, the only thing to show that Kaneda lived in it was a dog bed--an empty dog bed.

But there's something else. With so little in his room, it's easy to spot something different and on that blank desk there's something. It's small, obtrusive, and...huh. He wasn't used to getting notes. Usually Charlie or Bull just texted him. A brow raises, although it does nothing for his blank facial expression as he walks over. It's probably the first time he's even given his desk acknowlegement, actually, fingers slipping under the tiny Post-It note that was lying on top of it.

His eyes glaze over the handwriting, reading it once, and then once more.

Your writing is so sloppy.

It doesn't register until then that it's written in Japanese. Japanese too neat to be Tetsuo, and definitely less insulting. And how would they eve know what his handwrit-

His eyes snap open wide, fingers curling around that note in his hand, as if it would sift through his fingers if he didn't hold on tighter. He knew exactly who this belonged to now, and he's almost scared to look.

Because he can't stand the idea that he's wrong.

He dashes out into the hallway, gripping the doorframe and swinging himself out of his own room. Making a beeline straight for Ken's.]

[Hopefully he's patient, because Ken's room is no less empty than it was five minutes or ten days ago. Same sticky notes, same bedsheet, same furniture, same cork board of photos set up above his desk (since when did he have pictures of Kaneda and Tetsuo? but he does; the one of Kaneda is him asleep on the couch with an empty carton of food and all the animals napping on and around him). But it's empty.

Except, almost as soon as Kaneda comes to a stop there's noise from the front of the house. A door opening. Dogs -- dogs -- barking, and a voice speaking up]

Hey, Capsule, I have to take off your leash first--!

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