Motonari smirks lighting his mustache on fire. - Windymultimuse
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”
With no time to spare, Yoshiaki went running, diving headfirst into Mogamigawa river. Oh dear…
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Motonari smirks lighting his mustache on fire. - Windymultimuse
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”
With no time to spare, Yoshiaki went running, diving headfirst into Mogamigawa river. Oh dear…
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Mori just stares at him. He actually says nothing to the other No remark about how he was an idiot. He just looked at him with that same expression he always had. but now there was sadness in his eyes. Very uncharacteristic of Mori. He looked down. “Why come here now of all times?” He asked softly.
"And why not?"
Motochika finally decided to stop being the aggressive brute he always was a let go of Motonari. He trailed around the room, looking out toward the sea that surround Motonari's land. He smiled ever so slightly before turning back toward Motonari, a hand on his waist as he looked to the other in his cocky way.
"Can't a pirate sail where he wishes? But I suppose you would not understand that, would you?"
He chuckled and rested himself against a nearby wall, his parrot flutter gently on his shoulder.
"You always need some sort of reason, but sometimes you just do things because you want to."
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[she doesn’t know who this gem is, but she knows she’s looking awful cranky. which is bad.]
[she doesn’t deal too well with aggressive types]
C-Can I help you?
Midnight Kiss-Windymultimuse
Sleeping lightly in the bed he was borrowing since he was in an area that was not his own. He was going to move to a motel soon, tail swishing in his sleep as he did so. When there was a weight on his bed his limp body rolled into the weight. The kiss woke him enough, pulling him from sleep enough to reach a hand up and cup at whomever was, drawing them in closer and kissing them back sweetly. He was asleep. There was the idea that whomever was kissing him, was a lover. Someone that cared for him. Tail moved to curl around their leg and pull them in closer wanting affection.
"U-umm..please don’t be to mad…I-I’m OK with it…I-I’m used to yelling he does that…a-alot…and…stuff.." He looks down biting his lip. "I-I’ll make it up to him..so he won’t be cross with me anymore and i-it’ll be OK!" He gets nervous as he says this rocking back and forth. He has no idea who Peter so he chooses not to bring him into it and just talks about his situation.
"I don't give a damn what you're used to," he spits, face flushing, "if he wants to yell at my son, I'm going to insure next time he's doing it through bloody gums and broken teeth!"
Despite the other's distress, he flashes him a scowl. "We may look alike, but I am not content with being used as a doormat. Perhaps you'd like to reconsider for he decides to tattoo 'WELCOME HOME!' across your bloody forehead."