Hajime | 001

[suckmylipstick]

Characters: suckmylipstick and vatheon!
Location: ANYWHERE YOU THINK YOU CAN HIDE but generally the plaza
Time: ANYTIME but mostly the afternoon
Style: I'll match!
Status: Open!

[I hope you all made sure to apply your makeup properly today because if not, there is a samurai running around and redoing makeup. Perhaps you were just minding your own business but

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1/2 you get two for the price of one!

[behisstrength]

[As per usual, Motochika has dragged Mitsuhide out with him on some whim. He stops talking mid-sentence, however, when he spots a masked samurai fussing over a passer-by. He pauses in step to point it out to his companion.]

Look at that, Mitsuhide.

[WHAT DO WHEN FACED WITH THIS, MYSTERIOUS SAMURAI.]

2/2

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide stares. That's... a bit of a strange sight.]

Good heavens. Why would he do such a thing?

[It's a tad rude, surely. The young samurai tilts his head and watches with mild curiousity. Be forewarned myserious samurai, this one is very sensitive about people touching his hair. Good job the very long, silky locks are perfectly kept!]

Posting order Motochika > Mitsuhide > Hajime good, y/n?

[suckmylipstick]

[Hajime doesn't notice the duo at first, too immersed in beautifying this girl. He's showing her how to massage her face to reduce wrinkles. This is what real samurais do!]

Y! \m/

[behisstrength]

Let us find out.

[It's best not to ignore it, just in case there is a problem. He glances to Mitsuhide, waiting for agreement before moving in.]

Sounds fine to me!

[wavesoakedlegs]

[A moment of hesitation.]

Are you sure we should? He's being rather rude, but...

[Mitsuhide trails off, staring at Hajime again. What's he doing now? His curiosity gets the better of him.]

...alright.

[He moves a little closer.]

'Aight, the council has spoken!

[suckmylipstick]

[After the massage, he demonstrates a technique to reduce sinus congestion. That's around when he sees the two men staring. Of course his glare can't be seen from behind the helmet, but he's shooting one anyway. He'll just keep showing the maneuver while keeping them in his peripheral vision.]

[behisstrength]

[Experience with ninja means the glare is felt, but it's hardly going to deter Motochika.

He lets the strange samurai finish... whatever it is that is being done rather than alarming the girl, before he chooses to speak.]

Why would a samurai don his mask to touch women's faces?

[Not that it's a traditional samurai's mask, but considering one is worn in battle to strike fear into enemies, and the fact that this man is anonymously approaching girls... even if there's no immediate trouble, it still appears suspect.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide, for his part, looks vaguely awkward. It's a good question, though he's not convinced that what this strange samurai is doing is anything beyond rude. His gaze roams over the man's helmet briefly. It really is quite unusual... and perfect for entirely concealing one's face from others.]

[You fear being identified.]

[A brief hum, and Mitsuhide taps his own chin with a finger thoughtfully. He says nothing, however, waiting for a reply first.]

[suckmylipstick]

[The woman leaves with her new fancy face, leaving the three samurais to dramatically watch each other from a distance. If this was Japan, there would be a lone sakura petal blowing from one side to the other on the west wind. Hajime crosses his arms, fearless.]

Don't say it as if I'm some kind of pervert.

[behisstrength]

Are you not?

[Motochika challenges, inclining his chin. He's always taken the most direct route to answers.]