[021] - [Video]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[He'd obviously meant to make a voice post instead; there is no way Mitsuhide would ever delibrately make a video post looking quite so tired and unkempt. The samurai is lying down on his bed, long hair partially obscuring his face. He has set the SFC down next to him.]The mood that last curse put me in was wonderful, but... nevertheless, I find

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[kagayakashi]

[She was in the kitchen experimenting again when the video post flashed on her SFC. Worried eyes scanned his unkempt state and his weak voice. Was he burnt out from the overly happy curse that, for some ironic reason, Gracia was exempt from? Wiping her hands on a clean towel, she walked to his room and knocked on the door quietly, pushing it open afterwards. A red head, hair tied up in a bun, poked itself in and glanced at the bed.]

Father? What's wrong? Are you sick?

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide raised a hand in greeting, but otherwise did not move much.]

This should not qualify as 'sick,' my girl. I am hungover, thanks to the last curse.

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[kagayakashi]

[Gracia eased herself in the room and took an empty chair beside the bedside table.]

Hungover? [Her eyebrows creased.] You were drinking? [She didn't mean to elevate her voice, but she started to wonder where the alcohol came from.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

I was not drinking... it was the curse. It caused me to become drunk for an entire week.

[He sighs and closes his eyes again.]

I felt... happy. Incredibly happy. I do not think that happiness was all down to the drunken state, and it was good to feel it, but the foolish way I act when drunk... I would not wish a repitition of this curse.

1/2 << action >> WHY AM I NOT GETTING NOTIFS

[kagayakashi]

[She stifled an amused giggle.]

You were so graceful when you danced, though. [She gazed over his form and caressed the sheets by her knees.] It was fun seeing you that happy. I don't get to see that very often. [And she speaks the truth. Perhaps that curse was, once again, a mixed bag?]

Father, I'll help you get better today! [She claps her hands together.] And I know just what you need! I'll be right back!

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[kagayakashi]

[True to her words, Gracia returns to his room quite some time later with but two items in her hands; a cup of hot green tea and a bowl of what seemed to be plums. She looked much hurried than when she first entered.]

While the water was boiling, I went out and got you these. [She motioned to the bowl, placed quietly beside him.] Mago said that the tea and the fruits help him get better when he wakes up feeling bad. Sleep helps too, so just relax and try to get some rest.

[Gracia sits back down and hands him the tea with care and a smile.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide smiles slightly when she comes back. He had managed a brief nap in that period of time, and was now starting on a book/]

You are too kind, my girl...

[He looks at the fruit for a moment and... yeah, his face shows the slight nausea the sight of food causes at the moment.]

...but I do not think I could manage to eat yet. It would likely not stay down. The tea, however... yes. It will do me good.

[He sniffs at the tea for a moment before taking a small sip and sighing in appreciation.]

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[kagayakashi]

Mago didn't eat it. I think he...sucked them. All day long. I'm not sure why, though. [She picked one up by the base and stared at it as she spoke before, eventually, plopping it in her mouth to eat herself. It was delicious and tangy.]

Oh, I know what else will help you! Here, give me your hand! [She placed the bowl back down and motioned towards his wrist.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide drinks a little more tea before placing his tea on the bedside table. He tilts his head slightly.]

Oh?

[Curious, he extends his hand to her.]

<< action >> ...hey, are you getting your notifs? *_*

[kagayakashi]

[Gently, she faces his hand palms up and starts searching for an area in between his thumb and for forefinger. As she approached that patch of skin, she nodded and applied a liberal amount of pressure on said spot, alternating with her other hand putting pressure near his pulse.]

Whenever I had headaches, my caretakers would do this before I went to bed. It helped a lot, so I'll do the same to you. You can go back to reading, if you want!

<< action >> I wasn't for a while, no ^^;

[wavesoakedlegs]

Ah, yes. I am familiar with the technique.

[It brings back a warm memory of his long-dead mother. Sadly, only a handful of memories of her remain clear to him; more than anything he remembers sitting with her and clinging to the ends of her hair, as a kind of comfort. This memory that Gracia has brought to mind is not one he has thought of for a very long time.]

When I was a young boy, my Mother would do this as well. You could not ask me if it worked or not, because that I do not remember.

[A smile, which fades into a slightly pained expression.]

I do not think I will continue to read right now. We shall just see how well this works, Gracia.

<< action >> up till now i'm not getting any in gmail ;3; thought i was the only one.

[kagayakashi]

Your mother? So she would be my grandmother...[Gracia mused along with him, continuing her ministrations on his arm and hand. The change in his expression did not go unnoticed, but she silently watched it instead of calling him out on it. It was obvious enough that the memory wasn't a conversational topic that would work out very well. She had no idea about their relationship, but whatever it was, she would find out one day. Come to think of it, when did she see her grandmother from her father's side? If she ever saw her at all?]

Tell me if it doesn't feel good, so I'll know when to stop. [Her massages were somehow well-practiced; Magoichi, on more than one or two occasions, underwent a far worse morning than her father was currently suffering. There was acupuncture and there were teas, but when they couldn't afford that kind of medicine during their travels, Gracia would volunteer this method and it would ease him enough to lull him to sleep. He'd wake up feeling refreshed and ready to travel once more. Gracia did her best to