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The demon army entries...

WHO: 'Shutendoji', whoever wants to fight him and his army
WHAT: Some more fighting, brainwashing, possible hypnosis and everything
WHERE: Nagashino
WARNING(S): There are not any yet... probably angst?

['Shutendoji' had taken position inside the castle walls of Nagashino. He had kept the doors of the mainkeep carelessly open - he didn't see any need to lock himself into them. Plus it wasn't like he intended to stay in there all the time. On top of it, he wasn't only accompanied by Orochi's demons, but the ones from his own world as well - the ones he had made drink the 'sentan', a medicine that strengthen the demons and bring out their deepest and ugliest feelings.

And this was still not all. Kiyomori had given him another few henchmen. Famous warriors that were under his control now.]

((ooc: Feel free to toss up brainwashed characters in here, and if you want to fight 'Shutendoji', he has several abilities that go along the lines of hypnosis with words, looking into people's mind to see secrets even they might not be aware of and he can warp time and space. Just give me a heads-up if you want to fight against any of those powers or how far it is okay with you that he uses them on your character!))

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You have nothing to apologize for, Yukimura-dono.

[This is ridiculous off the wall bullshit that nothing before Orochi's world could have prepared them for. NO BLAME. X( ]

[he may be blunt, but...] Listen to Lord Saitou. No apology is necessary. If anything, I am sorry you had to go through that...that I was unable to make it here sooner, that no one was able to stop Kiyomori before he reached you.

[that left open the question of just how Kiyomori had managed to abduct or waylay or sneak up on Yukimura and get him in the first place, but Zhao Yun is not asking that question. Not now. Instead, he places a hand on Yukimura's shoulder to assure him that they aren't judging]

Edited 2012-11-29 22:42 (UTC)

It is not your fault either, Chou'un-dono. It wasn't something that you could have prevented!

[It's as he says that when he realises that it's not as though he could have done anything, either. Stronger men than himself, in his mind, had also been enslaved by the sorcery, but he was hardly going to blame them for what had happened, now was he?

He falls silent for a moment, the weight of Zhao Yun's hand on his shoulder reminding him of just how tired he is. And if he's feeling like this, then surely the others are too.

For now, he doesn't say anything more, but he does lean on Zhao Yun a little bit.]

It is nobody's fault, save Kiyomori's.

[Not that Saitou isn't any less talented at blaming himself for his perceived inadequacies when the shit hits the fan - but in this case, it's clear enough to him that there was little any of them could have done. He's not incapable of being reasonable about these things...in the right circumstances.]

I think that we can all agree on. [right? right?

Exhausted or not, he remains a stable support as much as he can. It's nice to see Yukimura again, even under the circumstances, so he's in no hurry to break up their little gathering.]

Yes... And we will make him pay for what he's done soon enough.

[That was something that Yukimura would not budge on. He didn't intend to let Kiyomori get away with this- especially now he had a personal score to settle with him.

Unfortunately for Zhao Yun, Yukimura is finding that leaning on him is actually quite nice. Though Saitou doesn't get to escape the cuddle pile either- after a little while longer, Yukimura reaches for his hand.]

[That surprises Saitou a bit - not that they haven't gotten close, but that was with nobody else for miles around. In the middle of a busy camp with someone else right next to them? That's something else entirely.

...something that'll bring a faint blush to his cheeks, even if he doesn't try to escape the contact.]

[the twitch of movement out of the corner of his eye catches Zhao Yun's attention. What are they...? Oh. Oh. Well, that's new.

He doesn't withdraw, but something about his posture gets a little tense. Not that he's jealous, merely that he feels as though he's intruded into something he shouldn't have seen and doesn't know how to get out gracefully]

[There is nothing to be jealous of, Zilong! Or okay, that's not entirely accurate. But Yukimura has two hands, which means that he's taking Zhao Yun's with his free one. Not that he's going to say anything, because soon enough he's going to use Zhao Yun's shoulder as a pillow and be dead to the world.

... But a few more moments like this wouldn't hurt.]

[Being dead to the world actually sounds pretty nice right now, all things considered.

But for now he'll just be sitting there trying not to feel too awkward about holding hands with someone else in the room, because what is affectionate contact??]

[well, now he's even more confused...although if it's platonic, then that's not so bad. It could be that Yukimura is just looking for contact, right? Sure, that's all. Zhao Yun smiles at that.]

You are tired, Lord Yukimura. You should lie down, and sleep.

[Platonic... Yes, of course. That's what it is.

Not that Yukimura hears his suggestion, since he already seems to have fallen asleep.]

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