[055] - [Voice]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide is playing his shamisen as he makes the voice post; it's a simple, gentle tune, and his own voice is just as gentle to match.]

So we were saved by the hands of a man on a stringed instrument... I cannot call that odd. I have been saved several times by a man playing his instrument, though in a very different manner, of course. [He

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[fireflowered]

It still sounds really nice!

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[wavesoakedlegs]

Ah, well...

[Mitsuhide flushes a little, clearly embarassed.]

Thank you; you are too kind. It is a little frustrating to mess this one up after the amount of times I have practised it. I had moved on to the next song Lord Motochika prepared for me... it seems I may need to take a few steps back in his lesson plans.

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[fireflowered]

Backtracking isn't always a bad thing, though, is it?

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[wavesoakedlegs]

Not always.

[He sighs, shaking his head a little as he laughs at himself.]

I suppose with this I am eager to get good as soon as possible. It is... important to me.

[ninthserenade]

Aww, c'mon. It was nothing, dude. All I did was play the thing--I wasn't really expecting it to fall asleep and climb off the barrier.

[Then a soft sigh. The wind really was nice.]

The scent of the real ocean, too. I swear, I acted just like a kid up there 'n ran around for hours. My legs are sore now, but man was it worth it.

[wavesoakedlegs]

That does not change the fact that it was you that saved our city, my friend.

[Mitsuhide bows his head briefy, smiling.]

It's wonderful, isn't it? I think I will be spending a lot of time up there in the future, regardless of that mist.

[nippon_ga_yo]

*Oh hey you seem cheerful today Mitsuhide. Grandpa is happy for you.*

I wasn't aware that you play an instrument Mitsuhide-san.

[wavesoakedlegs]

Ah, my Lord.

[He looks a little embarassed.]

I do not share my playing very often... I have a long way to go still.

[nippon_ga_yo]

I assume Motochika-san is giving you lessons? It's a beautiful instrument so I hope you'll be able to, one day.

*Japan tries to give him a supportive smile. He knows Mitsuhide doesn't have many things to keep him happy at times - perhaps music will soothe his soul.*

[wavesoakedlegs]

On occasion...

[He chuckles a little awkwardly.]

I follow a lesson plan he created for me. It's taking a lot of time, but... thank you. I hope so too.

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[fallingjunkyard]

Now that's an instrument I don't hear very often. Very nice playing, I might add.

I'm curious about your little mention of being saved by music; it sounds like quite the tale!

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[wavesoakedlegs]

You are too kind. Thank you.

Something of one, perhaps? My Lord Motochika fights using a shamisen; he uses it as a blunt weapon, but also manipulates sound and water with it. We have fought together many times in the past, and he has saved and assisted me many times.

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[fallingjunkyard]

[Motochika? As in Chosokabe Motochika? ...and he uses it as a what D: ]

...That must be quite a hardy instrument. Surely such percussion would cause damage to its sound quality?

Oh, I didn't catch your name. It'd be a shame if I didn't find out the name of such a talented musician, hmm?

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[wavesoakedlegs]

[BEST WEAPON EVER.]

Hardy does not do justice to it. It is the finest of instruments, the quality of its sound not affected at all. In the hands of its master, it makes only beautiful music.

My name is Akechi Mitsuhide. It is an honour.