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[It is a very groggy samurai that appears in the SFC feed. Over a week of sleeping has left Mitsuhide with many aches and a great hunger; he has not eaten yet, but has obviously washed himself. His hair, loose about his shoulders, has a sheen to it that suggests it is still a little damp. He runs a hand through it as he talks.]

This is perhaps the third time in two years that the cursed sleep has affected me. Odd, how Lord Motochika is often affected at the same time...

[A pause, and then Mitsuhide turns his head away from the feed to yawn quietly before getting to the main point of this post:]

Tama, I wish to talk to you as soon as you are free.

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[ She stops midway from taking a big bite from her sandwich. ]

I thought about it a little. [ Gracia raises her pointer finger up, explaining as if it was such sound logic 8'D ] The seaweed and the fish flakes go well together! The peanut butter and ketchup go well with the bread! So I thought if I mixed all these good things together, I'd end up with something even more delicious!

[ Gracia takes a bite of the sandwich afterwards, a crunch coming from the seaweed, and some of the peanut butter spills out of the sides, but otherwise her expression makes no reaction. She might actually like it...? She wipes the corner of her mouth with her finger before replying to his inquiry. ]

What I've been doing...Oh! I read my stories to you and Motochika when you were asleep. Right here, next to you two on the floor! [ The young woman smiles at him and gestures to the empty spot on the floor, directly next to their bed. ]

Edited 2012-07-07 17:28 (UTC)

[...that logic. What is that logic.]

For one, Tama, your sandwich is far too soggy. It will likely fall apart, after a few more bites.

[His daughter and cooking simply do not seem to go together at all. Even a simple sandwich has become an offensive foodstuff! Good heavens, merely watching her eat it makes him feel a touch unwell.]

We will talk about that another time. Clearly, my previous lessons on the basics have not worked very well.

[He eats half of his sandwich as she talks, not replying until he has downed much of his water as well. This will tide him over, though not for long.]

[It's a good job he and Motochika were not intimate the night the cursed sleep took hold, considering what Gracia just said. Regardless, it's a sweet gesture. He smiles, expression soft and affectionate, before saying:]

My dear, you could have sat on my chair. I would not have found fault with you for doing so.

[ She bites into it some more and hey it's not half bad? Gracia looks at her half-eaten sandwich and shrugs. It does look like it's about to fall off, but she'll eat before then! ]

You should try it, Father. It's not as bad as you may think it is! [ She smiles, taking another bite. Almost there! ]

[ Success! She finishes the sandwich without it falling into bits and pieces, though she sort of stuffs it into her mouth a little. But it's alright; she somehow makes it look...a tad bit elegant. Just a tad. ]

That's okay, Father. Futon is soft enough to lay with! He was the perfect pillow.

[Mitsuhide would argue with the elegance part.]

[But he is distracted by the comment she made about her dog. Mitsuhide's expression changes instantly, something of a deep frown wiping away his previous smile.]

You brought your dog into my room...

[It's very clear that he is not happy about that. He has explained to her about bringing animals in the house before, and while Futon is allowed in? Only in certain rooms; the living room, the kitchen and Gracia's own room, provided she clears up any kind of mess he makes.]

[Mitsuhide has very clear ideas about cleanliness, and dislikes the idea of most kinds of animals in his own room.]

Edited 2012-07-09 17:22 (UTC)

[ Gracia swallows her sandwich, and mid-gulp, her eyes grow wide in fear and guilt. She realizes her mistake a little too late. (She makes for a rather comedic image, with her cheeks still somewhat puffed, looking like a deer caught in headlights.) She flails her arms and swallows her sandwich completely, gasping for breath. After she regains her bearings, Gracia shakes her head and her hands at Mitsuhide, hoping to remedy the situation with some desperation.

Not the best way to welcome Mitsuhide back from sleep. Oops. ]

No, no! Father, Futon was lonely for a few nights so he came looking for me! I..I couldn't say no, and I wanted company myself! And I promise he behaved! He didn't break anything, and no part of the room is dirty! [ ...Were those bits of fur under the bedside table? Gracia prays he doesn't notice. Which he will. So she's still dead. BUT ANYWAY 8D ]

[ She appeals to him with her palms clapped together and her eyes extra wide and extra guilty... ]

Please don't punish Futon! Father, I'm so very sorry! It won't happen again!

Edited 2012-07-16 13:15 (UTC)

Futon is not at fault, Tama. You are. You are aware of the rules of the household. We have discussed them many time before.

[Sorry, Gracia, but Mitsuhide's frown does not lessen one bit. His tone of voice has gained the quiet edge of steel it always does when he is angry.]

[Her pets frequently cause her to do things she knows she should not.]

If you wished to have your dog for company you should have returned to your own room to sleep. This is disrespectful to both myself and Lord Motochika.

[ Oooooh, look at that guilty expression. She just takes his reprimanding without a word, her gaze glued to the floor. She swings her arms around slightly, and her feet shuffle awkwardly too.

She never really liked getting him angry, but then she wasn't thinking about this at the time. She merely slipped; telling him about Futon......~~but then that was always Mitsuhide's problem with her, right? Not thinking.~~ ]

...

I am disappointed that you tried to shift the blame to Futon as well.

[Mitsuhide shakes his head, his own gaze fixed on her. He does not like being angry with her, but it is necessary right now. Actions have consequences.]

That is something a child does, not a grown woman.

[ Gracia shakes her head in vehemence. ]

I'm...I'm not a child! I am a grown woman!

[ But they are but words. She sighs and rubs at her arm. She's still extremely apologetic, so obviously there was only one other thing to do. ]

I'll go apologize to Futon too.

[ OBVIOUSLY. ]

Physically you are a grown woman.

[What he doesn't say is that mentally, she is not. It is likely he does not need to. The comment almost hangs in the air.]

[Mitsuhide sighs deeply. He has just woken up, he aches all over; he is not ready to have the discussion they are currently heading for.]

Thank you for the sandwich, my dear.

[A pause.]

My body aches, and I need to wash now. Go and see to Futon, and perhaps take him for a walk. I am sure he would appreciate it.

[ And she wasn't ready for that conversation either...they've been having the same fight for so long now, Gracia wonders if he would ever stop calling her a child. Even though she tries - and she tries so very earnestly - she can't seem to completely understand what he wants from her.

So for now, she nods silently, runs over to him and gives him a hug. Right around the torso, quick and tight. ]

I'm really sorry.

[ She mutters against his clothes, before she steps away and leaves the bedroom. ]

Edited 2012-07-16 17:12 (UTC)

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