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[wavesoakedlegs]

I am beginning to think it will be necessary for myself and my family to find a new home, soon. We have lived in this house for a long time, but while there are rooms enough for us each to have a bedroom, I feel Gracia needs more of her own space. A proper training room would be useful as well. Myself and Lord Motochika cannot spar in the space we

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[behisstrength]

[Motochika sounds thoughtful.]

You make a very good point. We shall ensure that our next home is perfect for us, not merely adaquate for our current needs. A true home for life.

[There as pause as he imagines the possibilities, before he asks:]

Have you found yourself a stocking?

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[wavesoakedlegs]

['A true home for life.' Mitsuhide exhales softly, his doubts about it lasting there for a few moments before he pushes them back as best he can. Instead of talking about them, he says in a gentle voice:]

I am glad you agree. More space will be good for all of us, my Lord.

[In response to the question, he says:]

Not yet.

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[behisstrength]

Do so, then join me in the living room.

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide laughs quietly.]

As you wish, Lord Motochika.

[There is a 'click' as he puts the SFC away.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[About an hour later Mitsuhide returns to their home, a small bag in his hands. It contains the stocking; a pale, almost icy blue one. The bright red coloured ones had not really been to his taste.]

[He removes his shoes and walks into the living room.]

My Lord?

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[behisstrength]

[Motochika sits on the floor, and the reason for him telling Mitsuhide to get his stocking is immediately clear -- there are all sorts of knick knacks for decorating it spread around.]

Join me, Mitsuhide. Give your stocking personality.

[Like Mitsuhide, Motochika picked out a blue stocking -- but a deep royal blue. And currently, Motochika was attaching some snowflake sequins to it.]

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[wavesoakedlegs]

Ah, goodness...

[Mitsuhide smiles softly, before joining his lover on the floor. He removes the stocking from the bag.]

I don't know where to start. This is quite a selection you've acquired, Lord Motochika.

[After a few moments spent examining the decorating items it is a glitter pen that catches his eyes; Mitsuhide has never seen the like before. He picks it up and looks it over.]

[behisstrength]

I did not want to limit us too severely.

[Once done with the snowflake sequins, Motochika picks up a scrap of faux fur and a pair of scissors, then begins cutting. It quickly becomes apparent that he's cutting out a bat.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide places the glitter pen aside, for the moment. He picks up a silver fabric pen instead, and after a moment of thought begins to draw onto his stocking.]

[After a few minutes he glances over at Motochika.]

Is that...

[He tilts his head.]

A bat? An... interesting motif to go with, my Lord.

[behisstrength]

[Motochika chuckles.]

You will know whom it belongs to in a single glance.

[Once the bat is cut out, he reaches for more material scraps and makes it a little christmas hat. He uses beads to give his bat little eyes and a nose.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

Well... that is certainly true.

[Mitsuhide is not sure how well it works, but he does not say that. Instead he returns his focus to his own stocking. So far he has drawn a pattern of elegant swirls on one side; now he begins to draw in snowflake motifs.]

How should I ensure mine is easily recognisable, do you think?

[He hums in thought.]

[behisstrength]

[Motochika pulls out a piece of fabric with angels on, pushing it towrads Mitsuhide.]

White feathers.

[He suggests with a faint smirk, his reasoning obvious.

He picks out a few different scraps of Christmassy fabric and cuts out some present-shaped pieces.]