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[ She had gone home, briefly. Just to check, she had told herself. To see with her own eyes that the world – because Ikebukuro was basically a world in itself, spinning ever faster and maybe thrown a little off balance – was the way she remembered it.

She sits in her new room, at the edge of her bed – after having cleared the sharp objects out of it – holding the joyphone in loose hands. Maybe she’s working up the nerve, or trying to put words to feelings when she’s never been good at either of them. Eventually: ]

Kida-kun?

[ Way to go, Anri. You sent that to everyone.

Looking appropriately panicked, her fingers work quickly and clumsily to rectify her mistake. ]

I’m sorry wrong person just ignore that please I’m sorry

[ Again, she sends it to everyone. Phones are very confusing, okay. ]

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[ there's only one person she knows who knows a Kida, apologizes way too much, and (most important of all) is just a little technologically inept sometimes. ]

... Anri-chan? Anri-chan, is that you?

Yes. . .

[ She has no idea who's asking her this, and draws her thumb over the keypad a little warily. ]

Who are you?

Oh, I'm

[ gj on putting the metaphorical coiste bodhar before the even more metaphorical horse and all here but w/e she's going to keep... keepin' on... ]

It's Celty. Sorry! I should have said my name at first, too.

Celty-san

[ She means to say more than just the name, initially. She can't help but feel a little relieved, a little more... at home. ]

It's good to hear from you

[ And, she means it, even if it means the Anri Scale of Showing Affection has reached eleven and will promptly jump back down to zero and stay there for days. ]

It's good to hear from you as well.

[ were Celty able to have a voice, her own happiness and relief might be more obvious. the sound of her thoughts is definitely lighter and it's with eager but gentle ease that she hunches up her shoulders a little in excitement, continues typing. ]

I didn't know you had come to this place like I did.

I had to

[ There's no hesitation in admitting it, especially not to Celty. Celty understands, always has. ]

[ indeed. ]

Me too.

[ ...what does she even say to that? Anri frowns down at the joyphone, a little at a loss. ]

Kishitani-san?

[ It's the only thing she can think to ask, even if she doesn't know if she'll be able to stomach the answer. ]

[ eh? she wasn't expecting something like this, even though she figures she very well should have a second later. Celty can't frown, but she can stare. and stop. and wonder about how to phrase it. ]

Yes... You could say that.

[ it's not only him, of course, and back in her version of her world he's practically fine for the moment, but it could probably only be that man who'd force her to enter a gamble like this. ]

[ Anri's fingers hover over the keypad for a long moment. ]

Do you know who else is here?

[ a shake of the helmet, although Anri can't see it. ]

Aside from Aoba Kuronuma, no.

Am I supposed to ignore it too?

[Masaomi had thought... But the gang's all here, huh? He's not sure how to feel about that.]

Kida-kun? [ And then, rapidly, on the tail of that message: ] nO

[ Capslock: It's very tricky. ]

[Oh my gosh, Anri. You are incapable of not being adorable.]

The one and only! It's a good thing too! I could never ignore a message from our very own Anri-chan no matter how many times she told me to. You okay?

[ Monsters are never adorable, Kida-kun. :| ]

Yes, I'

[ Unfortunately, the keypad is a strong opponent and Anri fumbles. Wait for it... ]

I'm okay, but what's happened here?

[Tell that to Celty.]

You mean why there are different people around? Or the missions? It's been kind of crazy.

[But not like it was back home when he left. Is there a right way to explain it?]

Missions

[ She's not sure what he means about different people, blinking down at her screen. Anri starts to type in a second message, and then backspaces quickly. ]

Oh! After people finished that first one, they all got the same text. Basically the only way to get points from here on out is to mess with other people. The missions are all like that.

[It's another moment before the next text follows, as Masaomi puts the pieces together.]

Was there something in your bed?

[ Unthinkingly, she types out and sends, ] Yeah, a knife

[ ...whoops. Anri stares down at the little 'sending message' graphic, suddenly realising how amazingly stupid that was to admit. ]

[ Have a flurry of messages, Kida. ]

I mean no

[ ... ]

There wasn'

[ ... ]

wasn't anything

[Oh. Oh, Anri. Anri, no.]

Eh??? What's with that response?! A dream or something?????

[He types, as wide eyes narrow knowingly.]

[ If only Anri wasn't far too habitually serious to go along with Kida's joking. ]

No, nothing happened

Well, as long as you're okay!

[He'll just have a "talk" with Bel later.]

If you have any more questions, ask away! Are you still in the same room?

[ No piping people, Kida! ]

No, different. 103.

[But that's the only way they learn, Anri. D:]

Ah! So close to me~! Fate has intervened!

[ No. :| ]

[ Anri doesn't reply to his text. She has no idea what to say to that, blinking a little awkwardly at the screen. ]

[That's fine. Because five minutes later, he's knocking on her door.

...

He missed her, okay.]

[ Anri moves her detached blinking at things from the phone to the door, before getting up to open it.

She doesn't smile, exactly. She's still a little too shell shocked for that, too unsettled, too confused. Her shoulders lose some of their tension, as if the weight on her is a little less now, even if she doesn't think to let him in.

Kida-kun had... never been inside her apartment at home, had he? Nor had Ryuugamine-kun. She had never invited them, never thought to, never realised she hadn't. ]

Ah, hello.

[He doesn't seem bothered when she doesn't invite him in, rather grinning wide at her simple greeting. A candy bar from his snack bundle is promptly held out to her in offering.]

Welcome back, Anri-chan!

[ She accepts the candy bar with only a bit of hesitance, holding it in two hands. ]

[ Now, she smiles. ]

Thank you for, um. For answering me.

[After everything that's happened, he feels like he's the one who should be saying that, but hearing her say it is enough for now. He laughs.]

And where would the hotties of the world be if I didn't answer their siren call at any time of day or night? Though if it's you, I'll gladly do more than just answer~

[ It takes little work to whittle down the number of people who refer to Masaomi as "Kida-kun" and apologize profusely for some of the strangest things. Was it really her? It couldn't have been, right? ]

Um, I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but--

Sonohara-san?

[ If he's right about who this person is, though, what would they ever need to do here? ]

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Yes. . .

[ Unlike Mikado, she is not nearly observant enough to connect the dots and has no idea who's asking her this. ]

Who are you?

[ That's okay, because he'll spell it out for her! ]

Sonohara-san, it's me.

Ryuugamine.

[ It's a little while later when he says anything else, because he's not entirely sure what to say. ]

Sorry.. um, I probably should have said something earlier..

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