+1 Fool

[afoolsdesire]

WHO: Rank I Nobunaga and you!
WHAT: Someone's dancing in the camp! To some, he may look like a familiar face... but what are those strange critters?
WHERE: The main camp.
WARNING(S): Probably none, but given this guy's lack of a sense of decency...

[You know how there are some young men with no facial hair about whom you can't help but think how great they would look if they grew a mustache?

Well, one such young fellow has just showed up in the camp, accompanied by what seems to be a really small blue quadruped dinosaur with no eyes - a Deino - and a bipedal, raptor-like creature, blue with a red breast - a Gabite. The man himself may as well be from prehistory, wearing torn, mismatched clothes that (don't) come together in a really bizarre outfit. But, more likely, he's doing it for the attention - he's really the type of person who doesn't mind having all eyes on him.

As evidenced by the activity he has wasted no time in undertaking - he has chosen a spot he liked near the stalls and, a purple fan in his hand, he has started dancing to a song he's humming, while his Pokémon watch quietly at his sides.

And for all the aura of rough strength emanating from him, the Fool of Dragnor moves with practiced precision and grace that any woman dancer would envy.

A smirk appears on Nobunaga's face when Gabite joins his dance, zealously watching the warrior's back and mirroring his moves.

As for the Deino, it... just headtilts a whole lot, feeling a little left out of this impromptu celebration of moving on two legs. Poor little guy! At least the dance is pretty to look at? Oh, right, Deino don't have eyes, either. Life kind of sucks for the little Deino right now...]

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omg conquest!Nobunaga *w*

[devotionary]

[Ah, but Nobunaga's Deino and Gabite might not be the only strange critters spotted around camp today.

See, there is another warlord perusing camp facilities with a blue, dinosaur-like creature of his own - a Lapras. The transport Pokemon normally found it much easier to cross bodies of water, but battles were had on sea and land alike, so they needed to be prepared at all times; a short training session had then seemed appropriate, and though his partner could only move at a slower pace, Mitsuhide made sure to match it. It was a quiet sort of understanding that the two shared.

What they couldn't quite figure, however, was the man a ways ahead of them. There were not a lot of male dancers he could name, and definitely not any that could rival a lady's grace. Was it a celebration of peace, perhaps? Yes, he would like to think it was. Ah, if only the same blessings could be granted to the people of Ransei...

... speaking of which and upon closer inspection, the warrior from Nixtorm was now under the impression he had seen that face before, back in his homeland. His Pokemon seemed familiar, as well-- the memory was but a fading painting, but it was certainly still there. Could it be...?]

My lord--! [The words rolled off his tongue with usual ease, and for just one moment he lost his composure-- the dawning realization might have been a bit too much.]

[wasbitinthethigh]

[There is a young man wandering the camp; one that may be very familiar to the Demon King.]

[Ranmaru has been here a while now, and met many familiar faces, but until now the one he wants to see most has been absent. So when he spots the dancing man, he immediately startles.]

[He looks like Nobunaga, but there is something wrong. Something not right. After a short while Ranmaru approaches slowly, remaining cautious as he does so. This might be another of Orochi's traps.]

Lord... Nobunaga?

[No. The longer Ranmaru looks at this man, the more certain he becomes that it is his Lord. He may look younger, he may have no facial hair, and those creatures may be completely unfamiliar, but Ranmaru knows Nobunaga's aura too well to mistake it. The page visibly relaxes, and smiles.]

Lord Nobunaga! I am so glad to see you!

[He will trust in his Lord, no matter the form Nobunaga bears.]