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[behisstrength]

[Motochika folds a blanket as he speaks, on the dining room table. A small basket is nearby. There is an anticipatory glint in his eyes, though what he is waiting for is anyone's guess.]

We are returned to our rightful bodies. A relief, certainly, but did you not find the experience to be insightful?

[When the blanket is folded small enough, he

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Action; MATURE MATURE SO MATURE

[wavesoakedlegs]

[He comes down the stairs a short while later, wearing... yes, a kimono in a very deep shade of purple.]

This is ridiculous.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[The food is good; Mitsuhide finishes off what he had chosen before allowing himself to settle down properly. Glancing at Motochika, he takes a moment to appreciate the music before laying down on his side and picking up the book.]

I had not started this one.

[A 'hmmm' of appreciation before he flicks it open.]

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[behisstrength]

Had you not? [He glances over, his fingers still working.] That would explain why it was within my reach.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

No.

[A small chuckle. He turns a page.]

Though I have been looking forward to reading it. During the last curse I did not really think to read.

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[behisstrength]

I'm unsurprised. Between our predicament, and Gracia...

[He trails off to laugh briefly.]

It was an unusual coincidence that Gracia happened to swap bodies with Naruto.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Oh yes. It had been an awkward week all round. Mitsuhide does laugh a little, however.]

More of an unusual coincidence than us swapping?

[A smile.]

It was fortunate for her that he had the ability to turn into a woman... even with the unforunate, ah, side effect.

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[behisstrength]

That is one way to refer to it.

[His amusement softens.]

Perhaps not. I shall not lie... I was relieved that we had swapped with one another, and no one else.

[He concentrates on playing for a short moment, then faintly smirks as he ends his song. He drops his bachi and leans over, catching the end of a lock of Mitsuhide's hair in his fingers, loosely twining it round them once.]

Since then I have gained an appreciation for your ability to sleep without tangling yourself in your own hair.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide glances over and looks... a touch embarassed by Motochika's action? Yup. He doesn't voice that feeling, however, saying instead:]

If you appreciate that then I suppose you managed to get all tangled up?

[A small laugh.]

Honestly, I should not laugh at you. I am merely used to it.

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[behisstrength]

You do have a lifetime of experience, in this matter.

[He lets the lock slide free of his fingers after a moment.]

You must have missed it.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[A nod.]

Yes. It was very strange, not to have that weight there.

[He runs a hand through said hair.]

Odd, how I yearned for that comfort as much as I did. I will not lie; I spent a good deal of time brushing it through when my body was returned to me. Much more than was necessary.

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[behisstrength]

Why shouldn't you?

[It was such lovely hair, after all. He had not resisted the lure of fussing with it, himself, while possessing Mitsuhide's body.

Motochika straightens up, places his shamisen aside, then stretches out to rummage through the basket's contents.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

I suppose there is no harm in it.

[Mitsuhide's gaze returned to his book.]

It was merely a comforting thing to do, as I said. But my hair never needs to be combed through that much. It is remarkably easy to look after.

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[behisstrength]

It is also the envy of many.

[Motochika sits back, with food in hand.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Is that a touch of pride in Mitsuhide's face? Yes, yes it is.]

Well.

[Mitsuhide smiles and turns a page. He knows it is.]

Perhaps.

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[behisstrength]

Modest.

[Motochika smirks fully at that, and then eats.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

Mmm.

[A small laugh, and Mitsuhide focuses on his book properly. It's a light-hearted tale; good to fit his current mood.]

[He was happy. He'd woken up feeling frustrated, but Lord Motochika had managed to turn that around with considerable ease. When was the last time he'd truly felt this content? Certainly it would not last... but for the moment he was determined to treasure it.]

[A page is turned.]

This is good.

[The book, and his mood. ♥]