Your hand is mine~
Characters: wavesoakedlegs & behisstrength
Location: Olie Street, House 12.
Time: First morning of the bodyswap curse!
Style: Starting in third, but anything is fine.
Status: Closed
Mitsuhide had known one was due. It had been some time since a curse, and thinking that they might be free of them was simply foolish. So he'd had his guard up for a while, staying wary in the face of something he simply could not predict.
Waking up one the first morning of the latest curse had still proved to be very shocking. He wasn't himself anymore. Or, rather, he wasn't in his own body. Checking himself over had confirmed whose body he was in, but he'd still had to rush to the living-room mirror to look himself over.
Staring into it at Lord Motochika's face caused a slight sigh to pass from his mouth. It was going to be a very awkward week indeed. Straightening himself up and running a hand through his hair (so much shorter than he was used to), he wondered where Lord Motochika was now. Hopefully they had simply swapped; if the whole of vatheon was affected in this manner then there was no telling how the curse worked, but he would feel a lot happier if his own body was possessed by someone he knew and trusted.
Only one way to find out.
Taking the steps two at a time, he went up the stairs and headed to the door of his room, pausing for a moment before knocking on it softly.
"...my Lord?"
Location: Olie Street, House 12.
Time: First morning of the bodyswap curse!
Style: Starting in third, but anything is fine.
Status: Closed
Mitsuhide had known one was due. It had been some time since a curse, and thinking that they might be free of them was simply foolish. So he'd had his guard up for a while, staying wary in the face of something he simply could not predict.
Waking up one the first morning of the latest curse had still proved to be very shocking. He wasn't himself anymore. Or, rather, he wasn't in his own body. Checking himself over had confirmed whose body he was in, but he'd still had to rush to the living-room mirror to look himself over.
Staring into it at Lord Motochika's face caused a slight sigh to pass from his mouth. It was going to be a very awkward week indeed. Straightening himself up and running a hand through his hair (so much shorter than he was used to), he wondered where Lord Motochika was now. Hopefully they had simply swapped; if the whole of vatheon was affected in this manner then there was no telling how the curse worked, but he would feel a lot happier if his own body was possessed by someone he knew and trusted.
Only one way to find out.
Taking the steps two at a time, he went up the stairs and headed to the door of his room, pausing for a moment before knocking on it softly.
"...my Lord?"