NIGHT WHISPERER

A tragic woman herself

Defeated everyone with shadowy hands and a naginata

Loyal to an Azai Warlord even married through politics

Has an on-off switch on bloodlust

Pink and black is her favorite color

Can sing

Shy but loyal

Dislikes being alone but used to being alone

Uses shadow hands but also uses her naginata as an alternative

An ancient sad historical lass

Motonari walks over and wipes her face with his thumb. Despite his cold reputation he’s gentle with this. As if familiar with it. “If at one point I disappear-.” He whispers to her. “It wasn’t of my volition. Keep that in mind.” If he finds a way to leave…he can’t leave her alone. He can’t do that. That would be cruel. Especially with…before. 

“Frankly I’m sorry we left you to yourself the first time. Husbandless with only your brother…” He doesn’t chastise her brother. He’s unsure of how she feels about him. Even if her family was questionable, it’s hard to disown your own kin. That is something he can understand as well. 

“Don’t let yourself be caught by anyone suspicious if you can help it. Or eat or drink anything you didn’t see prepared.” This was his own advice he was imparting onto her. “It’s what I’ve done since I arrived. Perhaps it’s why I didn’t disappear.” 

She had received his whispers but the feeling is mutual, when one of them disappears caused by the ‘stars’ themselves. Whatever the ‘stars’ power is, that is something Nobunaga can’t surpass with if they can negate their strengths.

“It’s alright. Ichi knew that this was an ordeal given by fate.” As much as she doesn’t want to stay at her brother for long, she had no other choice but to obey him. He is very capable of not caring and killing anyone who is disloyal to the Oda.

“Ichi will take that in mind. Ichi will do her best to remain here and pray for him to return.” She had taken his advice but there is always hope in despair. Someday, Nagamasa will return here. He is the only one who can calm her down when she is angry through emotions.

The interesting thing about the city-gifted datapad is that some of the components beneath its shell are so utterly unfamiliar, so completely unknown, that Anakin is certain he has never seen them before in his entire life. The innerworkings of the datapad are strange and new, and for all that Anakin hates the fact that it’s essentially a present from the elusive people who are apparently imprisoning everyone here, he’s also intrigued by it. It’s undeniably fascinating, simply because it’s just so different.

It’s also undeniably… antique – or at least, it works like an antique. It’s inefficient. The city-gifted datapad so obviously lacks the capabilities of the comlink on his wrist – which of course doesn’t work here – and Anakin can tell that the device’s range is limited. Or maybe stunted is a better word. Whoever put together this datapad obviously never meant for any signal to ever breach this planet’s atmosphere.

So while the unfamiliarity is interesting, that doesn’t correlate with being technologically impressive.

Anakin folds his arms across his chest. Well, back to the first idea. ❝ You said this planet doesn’t have a comm hub. Are you sure about that? ❞

Maybe not having an easily-accessible comm hub of some sort makes sense considering, well, the whole kidnapping thing – but what kind of developed planet doesn’t have a comm hub? This is a sprawling city, not a prison camp.

Oichi had no idea about comm hubs and stuff, prior to her unfamiliarity to almost everything due to living in different timelines where ancient samurai shouldn’t be alive but in Spirale, that didn’t matter. Technology is sometimes can be interesting but mostly confusing to others in genera due to unfamiliarity.

She wasn’t so sure about comm hub that he was talking about but it could be the source of signals for mobile phones and such as she’d really need to learn about technology or two one of these days.

“Ichi wishes she’s wrong. Ichi only guessed to find out if there was one.” It should be having one of those structures that supports phone signals and such. There has to be it as she had never seen one in her whole life. 

“…”

Gone huh? 

So either Azai is a coward or something went wrong in Isola. Perhaps they can take whoever they want as well? That’s a frightening thought. 3 people from his world, gone in one swoop like it was nothing. Two he barely knew, the other he was a bit more familiar. 

That was what he reminisced on for now. He thought about what he said to Azai, how horrid he thought his actions were and how he should gave at least given Oichi some form of condolences. Maybe even some sort of sanctuary with her husband gone.  He won’t make the same mistake twice. He closes the gap between them and grabs her shoulder squeezing it and looking down at her.  “…Nothing. It isn’t your fault. It’s the fault of the gods of this world. I’m still here and have no intent to leave anytime soon, Oichi. This is a time of crisis, in moments like these we should stick together as much as possible.” 

He won’t leave her be to her own darkness this time. If he can find a way to fight the gods of this world, it would be best to keep her close after all. It wasn’t because he was feeling empathy of all things. Nope. Not even a little. This was purely a tactical maneuver, at least that’s what he told himself. 

To hear that all three were gone in one swoop, it is indeed worrying and frightening at the same time.

Oichi deeply appreciates company, as long as one lives in the same world as hers. Everything was a heavy burden to her ever since she had arrived here first before her husband and Katsuie. Every single moment with Nagamasa and Katsuie now became memories of her that she wished to keep them forever in this place.

She appreciates Motonari for doing this for her. To accompany her at least.

“Ichi is glad to hear it... Ichi doesn’t want to be alone.” As tears shedding on her face, Oichi wipes them off as she tries to be strong as not to let her emotions take over her. She cared less on what Motonari is up to but his presence is enough to care about.

 “If thats what you believe, I can’t stop you.” He says, uncaring of the other suffering. So called curses were common when people like Abe no Seimei still existed, even with their fragmented existence. 

 “…Shadows? Is that some sort of hidden meaning, or does the Oda bloodline have priests in it now.” It wouldn’t be too uncommon, for prestigious bloodlines to have magic in them. 

Of how she obtained these controllable dark shadows is merely a mystery for her and for the whole Oda clan. Until now, she still can’t remember about it.

 “Defeated, was it?”

And by combat, by far a more noble end then what he had gone through. It was , not honorable to die by sickness and almost miss the battle. His body double must have gone through hells of his own, to persuade people. 

 “As one of the Oda bloodline, one would expect you to have better memory. Though I suppose you were never one for battle. Nor the life style our country had.”

“Yes. Brother had told me to do so.” Oichi would not want to talk about Nagashino but there it is anyway. She was always looked depressed but it became even worse in her mental health. Only thing she wanted is to be with her husband Nagamasa. She doesn’t know the ‘Oichi’ of his world but guessing that she lived a better life, unlike her.

How sad. He thinks, the one he knew had more poise and grace [and also a loyal hunting dog] more so then this version. 

 “Do I now? How so.”

It is always a curious thing, to know other versions of yourself exists. And that he would like to compare, on how honorable the other is. 

Oichi wondered what does her other ‘self’ looked like. Knowing that they came from a different ‘Warring States’ the historical fate remains the same... depending on how it goes.

​Oichi forgot what was her purpose in Golden but she just wanted to visit Nagamasa or Katsuie which could be at Archimedes to know how were they doing but there is one man who tends to work every single time. Either he was about to head on to his job or hobby or returning to his ward, she never knew.

Only thing that concerns her is his well-being, strangers aside.

“Were you heading back to your home or working around?” Probably she may never get the concept of ‘working around’, Seiichirou could be having a job or it was just her imagining things.

Headcanons in a Face

Regarding the increase of newcomers in Spirale, Oichi only depends if the newcomer themselves are friendly or not if Nagamasa isn't around. She is generally a nice lady but in a sad face most likely.

Headcanons in a Face

Literally one thing that makes her one is definitely how she controls her emotions. Sometimes she's sad or happy but mostly neutral-looking. It was all solely depends of how she behaves in general interactions.

Oichi may have dust that isn't even spent or stars used for her unlockable abilities but in her terms, maybe she chose to save her dust and stars for her future uses but still never knew about modern tech that much.