"That is how Kitsuno is as well. Not for sentimental reasons, but just in case." All the same Nobunaga pouted slightly. "She wants to be able to take it on and off without worry," whereas obviously Nobunaga's solution is cut the things in half. "I need to ask someone," Miwako, "About a suitably cute... something."
A headshake.
He knows peripherally, if Hideyoshi ever wound up in a world like that, with one of those collars, he'd never get rid of it either. And even now, Nobunaga still wanted to cut it.
"Obviously the --" .... there is no fucking way he is going to say the word pet. He doesn't even call Haguro a pet! He will objectify human beings without thinking twice about it. Use them as cups, tables, pillows, chess pieces, you name it. But ugh. Pet. Nope!
Nobunaga reached for the sake and his hands were a little unsteady, not from rage, just from exhaustion, but he got a cup poured and took the tiniest of sips that he safely could without sitting up.
He waved his hand after setting the cup back down. "Commoner side is worse." He needed to detach it mentally, emotionally. Not his world. So far removed he can't do anything. But what is his world, his point to this, is the real reason he's got such strong emotions enough to conquer and try to fix Japan in the first place! "But it's confining even for elites. At least it was in Japan. And for Kitsuno. It's the trap of power. The more power you gain, the more responsibility. The more responsibility, the more eyes on you, the more you know your decisions don't affect just you. And the more political maneuverings and demons drawn to you to try to take it from you. No person anywhere can say their decisions don't affect anyone else, but castes are the worst. The stupidest."
More drinking, and he struggles a little but pushes himself back up slowly.
"Sometimes I wonder if I even know the Hideyoshi from history books. Killing Mitsuhide to avenge me, he'd absolutely do. But it seems like--" Nobunaga blinked, realizing the sake must be going to his head for him to say that much out loud. He flushed quietly and closed his eyes. "Never mind. Just be careful. It isn't just romance, in that case." He opened his eyes but they remained narrowed now. "Be careful what demons you awaken."
That's ominous. An awkward pause. "I don't mean your former lover. You said it reacts to elites. I suppose I am one. I'll try to find a way to prevent that, but most off-worlders are elite in some way or another. And demons are very good at exploiting weaknesses. Masamune got rid of an eye rather than let it be a weakness. Just be prepared to make sure no one else takes control of you. Demons are like that."
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"That is how Kitsuno is as well. Not for sentimental reasons, but just in case." All the same Nobunaga pouted slightly. "She wants to be able to take it on and off without worry," whereas obviously Nobunaga's solution is cut the things in half. "I need to ask someone," Miwako, "About a suitably cute... something."
A headshake.
He knows peripherally, if Hideyoshi ever wound up in a world like that, with one of those collars, he'd never get rid of it either. And even now, Nobunaga still wanted to cut it.
"Obviously the --" .... there is no fucking way he is going to say the word pet. He doesn't even call Haguro a pet! He will objectify human beings without thinking twice about it. Use them as cups, tables, pillows, chess pieces, you name it. But ugh. Pet. Nope!
Nobunaga reached for the sake and his hands were a little unsteady, not from rage, just from exhaustion, but he got a cup poured and took the tiniest of sips that he safely could without sitting up.
He waved his hand after setting the cup back down. "Commoner side is worse." He needed to detach it mentally, emotionally. Not his world. So far removed he can't do anything. But what is his world, his point to this, is the real reason he's got such strong emotions enough to conquer and try to fix Japan in the first place! "But it's confining even for elites. At least it was in Japan. And for Kitsuno. It's the trap of power. The more power you gain, the more responsibility. The more responsibility, the more eyes on you, the more you know your decisions don't affect just you. And the more political maneuverings and demons drawn to you to try to take it from you. No person anywhere can say their decisions don't affect anyone else, but castes are the worst. The stupidest."
More drinking, and he struggles a little but pushes himself back up slowly.
"Sometimes I wonder if I even know the Hideyoshi from history books. Killing Mitsuhide to avenge me, he'd absolutely do. But it seems like--" Nobunaga blinked, realizing the sake must be going to his head for him to say that much out loud. He flushed quietly and closed his eyes. "Never mind. Just be careful. It isn't just romance, in that case." He opened his eyes but they remained narrowed now. "Be careful what demons you awaken."
That's ominous. An awkward pause. "I don't mean your former lover. You said it reacts to elites. I suppose I am one. I'll try to find a way to prevent that, but most off-worlders are elite in some way or another. And demons are very good at exploiting weaknesses. Masamune got rid of an eye rather than let it be a weakness. Just be prepared to make sure no one else takes control of you. Demons are like that."