[Visitor Network - Voice]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Nothing about this situation could be considered normal, of course, but for a 16th century samurai? Some of the most basic technology in the city is a strange and unfamiliar hurdle to overcome, so the high-tech communication devices Mitsuhide was given have proven to be a big challenge for him. That, along with rest and healing, is why it's taken him quite some time to make his first post on the network.]

[Mitsuhide sounds tired and, perhaps, a little lost. That's not really down to the technological barriers, however.]

I am a newcomer here; my name is Akechi Mitsuhide, and to the power that healed Lord Motochika's mortal wound? You have my dearest thanks. I gladly dedicate myself to protecting this place in return for that blessing.

To Kobayakawa Takakage, son of Mouri Motonari, I also offer thanks. Perhaps you have not awoken yet, but I pray that you have.

[There is long pause before Mitsuhide sighs, deep and and troubled.]

Forgive me if I do not do this right. The technology of this place is of a kind I have never seen before, and it is taking a while to get used to it. Even your cooking implements are very strange to me; I fear it will be quite some time before I am truly useful in the battles you face here.

Comments

[hawkattack]

['Kind' isn't something he's used to people calling him. It takes a moment for him to respond.]

I appreciate the sentiment, though it's not one I often hear. But I've no wish to cause injury to people who have not harmed me if it's not needed.

[Anyone who goes after the one he cares about, though, will be cut down swiftly.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

As it should be.

[Says Mitsuhide sincerely. There's little to none of that waiting for him back in his own world right now... not that Mitsuhide thinks that is anything but deserved on his part. He is a traitor, after all, no matter his reasons.]

But nonetheless I appreciate kindness wherever I find it.

[hawkattack]

Hmph. I am a prosecutor by trade - a person who argues for the conviction of a criminal, if that term is not familiar to you. There are many who dislike the profession as a whole, due to both personal experience and the fact that the justice system has been... corrupt in recent years.

It is not a job which fosters feelings of kindness, and even less so for those of my profession who have found themselves on the other end of justice's blade. I once knew an inmate who was a former explosives expert, who told me that he thought there was no kindness in the system at all. I suppose that's true, but there's no room for it. Deciding the fate of a criminal is not a job for the soft-hearted.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Mitsuhide is quiet for a moment after that speech. It has stirred up many feelings in him, and not all of them good; painful memories assault most of his waking hours and give him nightmares when he sleeps, and now plenty of them come to the front of his mind.]

[More, something about this man's way of speaking...]

One might say the same of being a samurai, a general and a commander, yet these are all things I have been... and I am called soft-hearted by many.

[A soft-hearted man who made one of the most painful, difficult decisions imaginable.]

I do not know what has happened where you come from, nor the full circumstances behind what you do, but I am the wrong person to try and convince of your lack of any kind feelings.

[hawkattack]

[... He just chuckles slightly.]

My apologies. I only meant to provide background information.

[wavesoakedlegs]

[He knows who that speech reminded him of now, and it's... a touch unsettling.]

Do not apologise. I am a little on edge right now, I confess.

[hawkattack]

That is... understandable. Considering that samurai are not around in my time I can only imagine that this world is much different from your own.