[Mitsuhide is himself once more. The first thing he did upon waking in his own body was to enjoy a long bath, and now he is sat in the living room with his long hair loose about his shoulders. He has just spent some time combing it out, more as a comfort thing (and habit) than anything else.]These curses make one appreciate simple things, don't
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[He regards his hand once more.]
I wish he had at least stuck to one colour. These colours really do not suit me,...
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They do clash, I have to say. Someone needs to study a color wheel.
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[A chuckle. Oh, to hear Motochika's reaction to that statement!]
They do indeed clash. Certainly one could not fail to miss my nails, but I would prefer that such were not the case.
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[Josh is even willing to back up that statement!]
I think that earthy colors would suit you better. The bright colors make it look like you have no blood in your hands.
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[Regards his hand critically.]
I do not suppose it matters much, as I will remove it shortly, but...
[BUT HE IS NOT BACKING DOWN IN HIS ARGUMENT WITH LORD MOTOCHIKA ABOUT THIS. Mature samurai is not always mature.]
Oh, forgive me. I did not give my name; it is Mitsuhide. An honour.
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Yoshiya Kiryu, but most tend to call me Joshua. A pleasure.
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[A bow of the head.]
I shall not forget it, Joshua.
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[He nods back.]
I'll repay in kind, Mitsuhide.
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