[028] - [Voice]
[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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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.
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If this vision of yours desires to play the role of Nobunaga, then so be it.
[Done, he places aside the pencils, then moves round to stand at Mitsuhide's back. He places his empty hand upon the curve of Mitsuhide's shoulder, reestablishing contact and returning the sight of his friend's ghosts, then and leans in to peer over, essentially seeing what Mitsuhide sees. Perspective is important to make the right impact.]
Close your eyes.
[Motochika then brings the pad round in front of them both, and lines it up with the vision of Nobunaga, so that only his head is visible above the edge of the page.]
You may look.
[What is drawn is no more than an extremely awful outfit, worn on a headless body; the distance between them and the vision of Nobunaga means that from where they stand, his head appears to fit on the sketch.] I have heard stories of a time when Nobunaga was simply the Fool of Owari. One incident in ( ... )
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[What.]
[His first feeling regarding this game is to be rather, well, horrified, and it shows in his face. Despite everything, despite his actions against Nobunaga, such a disrespectful showing automatically makes him feel rather appalled. There is a part of him that still considers the Demon King to be his Lord, after all.]
Lord Motochika, this is...
[But...]
[He does remember that incident, and very well. Lord Motochika's attempt at an awful outfit and his suggestion is just... such a bizarre solution to dealing with the curse that another part of him, that part that is healing and beginning to find a way to move on, causes him to lean forward, place his face in his hands and burst out into laughter.]
...this is absolutely ridiculous!
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[Motochika considers the laughter a success.]
It shall only get worse, too. [He smirks.] It's your turn.
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[He lifts his head and tilts it a little so he can look at Motochika, expression still full of that laughter.]
I can't, my Lord!
[A shake of the head.]
How could I possibly draw something like that?
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[He takes pad and pencil anyway, though without a real clue of what to do, and stares at the paper for a short time before attempting to draw something.]
...
[What comes out is a costume which largely resembles a humanised form of a rubber duck...]
I... I have no idea where that came from...
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Excellent, Mitsuhide!
[Once the amusement has faded down, he softly squeezes Mitsuhide's shoulder and resolute, says;]
We will start a new round each time these visions begin to unsettle you. You shall make it through this curse.
[He moves back to Mitsuhide's side and admires his friend's work once more.] For now... this contest is well and truly underway.
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