thread dump, basara edition

[connike]

what year is this even

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[anchorspear]

[ Nothing could tear Mitsunari away, even if they tried. He's not much of a believer in fairy tales, but if they can be reunited like this, after so much time and distance, then their friendship must be something special. So Motochika wouldn't let anyone, or anything, stand between him and the other man now. The only reason he lets him out of the hug at all, honestly, is because it's not totally appropriate to just hold him without a single regard to the very active world around them.

Which, speaking of that active world... the coffee shop is now feeling a little too crowded for his tastes. And he suspects Mitsunari may feel the same, if he's anything like he was as a kid (shy, awkward around groups of people). So they get their drinks (which Motochika very much insists on paying for the both of them, it was his intention even before learning who Ieyasu's mysterious friend was) and set out for a very familiar nearby park. There are still some people around - families with their kids, people walking their dogs - but it's quieter, with a playground much too tiny for the two of them as adults, but was the site of many fun afternoons in their youth.

Once they find a comfortable bench to sit on, Motochika takes a big gulp of his hot cocoa, then rests a hand on his shoulder. ] So tell me, Mitsunari - what are you up to these days?

[shadoudachi]

[He doesn't remember Motochika being so touchy in elementary school, but Mitsunari finds he doesn't mind it. Motochika's hand, while just slightly bigger than Ieyasu's, doesn't feel oppressive like the other's. His hand is heavy and warm but Mitsunari wouldn't dare swat it away. It doesn't feel like Motochika's holding him down. It's nice.

He takes smaller sips of his very strong coffee and looks down the slope of his nose rather than at his companion.] School. I'm in school. [And to hopefully shut down the inevitable query about what he's studying:] I'm taking my core classes this semester. [Because he still doesn't know what field he wants to go into. Does he follow in Hideyoshi's footsteps or does he make his own path. But what if his own path is Hideyoshi's. And then there's Hanbei who said not to worry and to just enjoy his first couple years. A surprising and completely different take. He isn't sure.

Mitsunari looks back at Motochika finally, giving him one more look over. From top to bottom.] Did you move back for school? [Though he's certain he's never seen anyone like Motochika on campus before.]

[anchorspear]

[ Motochika's heard enough from his friends that attend university to avoid the "what are you studying" question. Though he'd be lying if he said he wasn't interested in knowing - he has his guesses, but they're all based on the Mitsunari he held onto during nap time, not the one sitting beside him drinking the blackest coffee he's ever seen. ]

Nah, school isn't for me. I've got an apprenticeship with a mechanic in the area - an old family friend willing to take me underneath his wing. [ He meets his gaze with a smile. ] It worked out well, cause a friend of mine from high school moved out here, too. Said she had a vision about starting a flower shop and meeting the man of her dreams.

[ Another gulp of cocoa. ] She's a real handful - the type you don't wanna take your eyes off of, lest she get herself in trouble. [ But he's still fond of Tsuruhime. His dear, sweet but naive friend. ] So I'm helping her out when I've got the time.