[028] - [Voice]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide is a lot more colourful than usual; his kimono certainly not traditional at all, being a very vivid purple. The layers underneath it, seen poking out of the top, are heavily patterned and there are different shades of purple streaked through his hair

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video;

[behisstrength]

[Motochika wastes little time in responding, given Mitsuhide's distress; even as he speaks he is moving, reconciling Mitsuhide's background with a location as he goes.]

Hold out, Mitsuhide. I am on my way.

[If he must stand stand at Mitsuhide's side and encourage his friend not to lose spirit for as long as this curse remained, then so be it. Mitsuhide would not face Nobunaga's spectre alone.]

video;

[wavesoakedlegs]

My lord...

[Who knows which Lord he is addressing? Either way, it's clear enough where he is; sat on a bench in the park.]

This is too much. I don't know if I can deal with this.

1/2 video;

[behisstrength]

You can, Mitsuhide. You will.

[He keeps the feed open as he leaves their house, so that an open channel of communication remains, though he is no longer paying attention to the visual aspect. He heads towards the park.]

2/2 action;

[behisstrength]

[Motochika soon approaches where Mitsuhide is sat; he stubbornly ignores his own ghosts, far more concerned about his friend's.

He stops directly in front of Mitsuhide, demanding Mitsuhide's full attention merely by presence.]

You overcame Nobunaga once, with my support. We shall do the same for his ghost image.

[shard_finder]

Mitsuhide-san!

That sounds horrible. I've heard of others who are experiencing the same thing.

[wavesoakedlegs]

Ghosts of my past coming to remind me of my sins, Miss Kagome.

[His gaze drops.]

I hope the others fair better than I with this curse. It is a cruel one indeed.

[shard_finder]

You're to kind to have any sins, Mitsuhide-san.

I don't think anyone could fair well if they see people who are suppose to be dead. It seems like it.

[wavesoakedlegs]

Such kindness does not absolve me of the sin of betraying my Lord. Even if I did it to protect the land, to protect my dear friend... I will always bear it. I am a traitor.

[A sigh. He is looking away from the SFC now, his eyes fixed on a man only he can see.]

If I were to see a vision of my mother or father, I would be bring me some happiness. A bittersweet happiness, but happiness all the same.

[reveringly]

[She smiles softly.]

Stay strong, Mitsuhide.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[A weak, unsettled smile in return.]

That will be hard, this time.

[reveringly]

Hard, but not impossible. Remember-it's just another curse. It'll pass away soon enough.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[He glances away from the SFC, at one of the phantoms speaking to him.]

Perhaps, but... he speaks to me, Miss Sakuya, and I remember too vividly... too vividly...

[echigo_wargod]

It seems something is amiss. We both are seeing people who should not be here.

[wavesoakedlegs]

They are illusions, Lord Kenshin. Generated by this curse.

[His gaze wanders beyond the SFC.]

Not real. Visions. Visions that look real, sound real... beckon like they did in life...

[Mitsuhide closes his eyes. What he sees is hurting him considerably.]

[echigo_wargod]

I see. This explains why engaging in combat has had no effect on either his or my behalf.

[wavesoakedlegs]

All we can do is ignore them... or try to.

[A small sigh.]

It is hard to ignore even a shade of Lord Nobunaga.