Click Posted March 21, 2013 Share Posted March 21, 2013 I have all of these if you want me to type them out. Also, I did the Inigo+Chrom(father) a page ago too. the thing is that post #817 has already transcribed that support so I didn't add that in. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kaz Posted March 21, 2013 Share Posted March 21, 2013 (edited) the thing is that post #817 has already transcribed that support so I didn't add that in. ...Oh. Whoops. Sully/Donnel C Sully - Rraagh! Soldier - I yield! I yield! M-mercy! [leaves] Donny(alone) - She's just like one of them knights out'a the stories Ma used to tell! I'm jealous somethin' fierce... Sully(appears) - I'm not LIKE a knight, kid. I AM a knight. - Urk! Ya heard me then, did ya? - Half the camp hears your every thought! You're not exactly subtle. - B-beggin' your pardon, Sir Ma-am! I didn't mean nothin' by it. So, uh, do ya think maybe you could tell me what bein' a knight's like? - As longas you promise to stop calling me "Sir Ma'am." Why are you asking, anyway? Thinking of becoming a knight? - Oh, gosh, no! It's just that knights and such is the stuff'a legend to me. - Ain't never seen one back on the farm, and now here you are, and... Well, I reckon I'm curious, is all. - Curious to see how close I am to your storybook version? - I ain't tryin' to impose on ya. If it's a big ol' hassle, just say no. - It's fine. Come find me at dinner. We can talk there. - Thank you, Sir Ma... Er, Sully! That's mighty kind of ya! B - Thanks again for before, Sully. Mighty kind of ya to take the time. - What, our chat about knights? I'm just glad someone actually cares. - Ya mean that? 'Cause I'd sure love to hear more, if ya don't mind none. - Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that interesting. - I reckon not to you, but it's a whole new world to me! - Hmm... All right, then. Let's barter. - Barter? Ah, shucks, Sully. I ain't got nothin' to offer. 'Less you wanna take an IOU on a couple'a piglets... - I don't want your livestock, Donny. I want your stories. - You want me to tell ya 'bout life back on the pig farm? Well, it ain't like I mind talkin', but farm life's dull as rocks. - To you? Sure. But to me, it's probably going to be fascinating. I grew up in a damn castle, remember? I'm curious how you farm folk live. - Well, I reckon I own ya a tale or two. What say I come find ya at dinner? - I reckon that sounds great. - Hey! Ya sound just like me! A - Heya, Donny. Thanks for the wild stories the other night. - Ya mean like the one 'bout the greased-pig run? Why, sure! Farmin' ain't as glamorous as knightin', but I s'pose we have our laughs. - I'd never have guessed how much fun I missed out on as a city girl. - I wouldn't be too eager to trade live if I was you. - Hmm? - Well, I hate to spoil the fun, but there's lots on the farm what ain't a hoot. Stories I told only covered the good times. There's plenty what ruin a year's crop. Flood, drought, raiders... Plus, we lose pigs to sickness darn near every season. Yessir, the farmin' life's a hard one, and no denyin'. - I'm sure you're right, but the knighthood's no bed of roses, either. Sure, it's glamorous, but there's politics and backstabbing behind the scenes. And you've got to follow the orders you're given, even when they're stupid. Believe me, farmer aren't the only ones with troubles. - So you was just cherry-pickin' the good stories too, eh? - Maybe we should sit down and swap horror stories next time. - I don't much go in for scary talk. Ain't got the stomach for it. - No, not literal horror stories. ...Just the less-happy ones. You can't understand someone's world until you know both sides of it. - I reckon yer right about that... All right, then. It's a deal! S - Hey, Donny. You up for another story session? - Well, sure, but... Do ya really wanna hear more'a me flappin' my gums? Ain't I keepin' ya from other things? ...From other people? - You aren't keeping me from a damn thing. Look, if you're tired of our little chats, just say so. - It ain't like that at all, Sully! Heck, I like talkin' to you more'n about anything. - Then get to it! I'm always interested in what you have to say. - Oh gosh! Is she sayin'... Wait, she ain't sayin' she's INTERESTED interested, right? - Er, Donny? You're mumbling like a madman again. - But she ain't said she AIN'T either... Hmm, but no... - Hey! Mumbles! If you've got something to say, then out with it! - Gah, fine! Here! Take it! - ...Is this a ring? - Oh gosh, Sully! Marry me, please! - ...... - Aw, heck. This ain't how I wanted it to go, but I was fixin' to burst if I didn't ask ya! I told ya my whole life's story, the good and the bad, and ya listened to it all. I knows yer a knight and a beautiful lady and I'm just a grubby ol' pig farmer. But ya listened, and ya cared, and darn it all if that don't make me love ya. - Pig farming's not so grubby. - Ya wouldn't say that after muckin' stalls for ten years. - But it's honest. I know the work is hard, your village is poor, and times are lean... But I'd take the smelliest sty over the festering rot you find in court society. There's a beauty to farm life. That much is clear, listening to your stories. And I think I might like to give it a try. - Then... Will ya...? - Yes, Donny. Once this war is over, I'll experience farm life, firsthand. - Yee-haw! I feel like I'm dream'! Someone pinch ol' Donny! Don't really feel like typing the rest out if someone else is going to do them, so just give me a heads up (if I come back in time to notice). Edited March 21, 2013 by Kaz Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mister Marlowe Posted March 22, 2013 Share Posted March 22, 2013 (edited) Pardon me; I'm a first-time poster, but a long-time reader. If it's not too much of a problem, I would very much enjoy becoming a part of this project. I've witnessed various supports that have not been included in the list as of yet, and while I will have to ask permission from original claimers to post some of them, I am eager to contribute. If nothing else, I don't think anyone has claimed dibs on the Morgan (F)/Anna (Parent - Generic) or Noire/Frederick (Parent - Generic) supports yet, and I can post those lickety-split. EDIT: And here they are. Noticeably, Anna references her store on occasion, and Frederick is a calm man that uses words like 'confiscate'. [spoiler=Morgan (F) X Anna (Parent)][spoiler=C-Rank Support]Morgan: Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my mother... All my memories of Father are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician he was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my mother. It's one big blank. Anna: What are you up to, Morgan? Morgan: Mother! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Father put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's the invisible ties we forge that bing us." So yea, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link... thing! Anna: Mm, I do like bonds. And stocks! Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that link us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Mother. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back? Anna: I'd be happy to try. After all- Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started! Anna: Well, she's certainly got energy to spare... [spoiler=B-Rank Support]Morgan: Mother? Do you have a moment? Anna: Yes, of course, dear. The shop's closed today. Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Mom Back! Step one--- figure out how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Mother? Perhaps a stone wall would work better? Anna: Let's just...hold off on the head smashing for now, shall we? Now let's see here... Hmm, I don't seem to have anything in stock that cures amnesia... Perhaps you could try just staring at me for a bit? You know, right into my eyes. Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space here, but... Here goes... ...... ......... ............ ............... Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a word so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Mother looked like?" Anna: Er, right. Perhaps that's enough of the memory project for one day? Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Mother! [spoiler=A-Rank Support]Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob* Anna: Come now, Morgan. No tears. Morgan: B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Father. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob* Anna: Morgan... Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...What---?! Anna: What's wrong?! Morgan: I... I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but... I remember! You were smiling at me... and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Mother. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you. Anna: Take all the time you need, dear. I'm not going anywhere! Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Mom. [spoiler=Noire X Frederick (Parent)][spoiler=C-Rank Support]Noire: *Sniff* *sniffle* Frederick : Noire? What's wrong? Why are you crying? Noire: *Sniff* I'm not... Mother cursed me to have a *sniff* runny nose for three days straight. Frederick : That's...an oddly specific hex. Why would she do something like that? Noire: It's nothing new. *sniffle* Mother is always trying out some new spell or another. Every time she comes up with one, she *sniiiff/ uses me as her guinea pig. Frederick : Poor dear...Here, take my handkerchief. Noire: Th-thank you... *HOOONK!* Frederick : I can't let you suffer like this for three whole days... Don't worry, Noire. I'll have a talk with your mother and get this cleared up. Noire: Er... are you sure? That never really worked out for you in the future. Every time you talked back, Mother cursed you up to your eyeballs. ...Or sometimes she just cursed your eyeballs, and you cried yourself to sleep. Frederick : That's...rather pathetic. Noire: ...Yep. *sniff* Frederick: B-but that was a different me, right? Just wait--- I'll prove you can depend on me. Noire: Eep! W-well, you never talked like that before! Maybe things really can be different this time around. *sniiiff* [spoiler=B-Rank Support]Frederick : *Sniff* I'm sorry, Noire... It would seem I've let you down... *sniff* Noire: It's all right. I honestly expected this from the very beginning... But there's no need to cry. You tried, and that's all you could do. Frederick : I'm not crying. *sniff* Your mother hit me with a five-day runny-nose curse. Noire: Just like before... Frederick : Urgh... You did say this was how it played out in the future... *sniff* Well, look at the bright side--- at least your hex is broken now. *sniffle* Noire: Yep, juuust like before. You'd always come to my rescue by taking on Mother's curses yourself. Frederick: I suppose some things were simply meant to be... Noire: Maybe you're right. Maybe we're all fated to trace the same path as we did before... Frederick: Hmm? Noire: My coming back didn't change you, Father. So why should it change anything? It'll all happen again. My parents will die, and I'll be left alone... Why did I even bother coming back if it means watching my life fall apart again? Why... *sniff* Frederick : *Sniff* Oh, don't cry, sweetheart. Noire: FOOL! THESE ARE NO TEARS! Frederick: Er... sweetheart? Noire: Bwa ha ha! Such trifling matters cannot free the waters of my icy ducts, mortal! The only dribbling here is the unseemly nose flood seeping from your craven face! Frederick: Noire?! What are you... Noire: *Ahen* ...I'm sorry, Father. I think I need to step out and clear my head... Frederick: Noire, wait! There's no such thing as predetermined destiny! *sniff* [spoiler=A-Rank Support]Frederick: Do you have a moment, Noire? Noire: Oh... Hello, Father. What is it? Frederick: Have a look. Noire: ...Eeeek! M-Mother's cursing implements! Gods, there's so many... Father, what are you planning to do to me? Frederick: Ha ha, nothing to you, Noire. I confiscated these from your mother so she couldn't put any more weird hexes on you. Noire: You... you took away Mother's tools? But... you never did anything like this before... Frederick: Before, you said we couldn't change anything. That we're bound by fate. I thought perhaps I could try and lay that fear to rest. If I did something the future me couldn't, it would prove everything can change. Noire: Hmm... I guess that's true. The father I knew wouldn't even get near these tools, let alone take them. Frederick: I only changed because you came back to me. And together, we can change anything. All of us--- you, me, your mother... everyone. Noire: Just please don't ever leave me again. Frederick: Nothing's taking me away from you again. Not even death. Noire: That's... a little much, perhaps? But thanks. Frederick: Hmm... Do you feel that? A sudden sense of foreboding; a fury rising from the shadows... A Risen ambush? No... Bears? Is it bears? No... Urk! I-it's your mother! And she's FURIOUS! Noire: She must have realized you took all her toys. Frederick: *Sigh* I'd better disappear before I test that whole "not even death" promise... Bye, Noire! Love you! Noire: Wow, he's faster than I remember... And I can't recall Mother ever coming after him like this, either... Hey, maybe things really can change for the better! 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Naui Posted March 23, 2013 Share Posted March 23, 2013 (edited) With consent from Fayt and Acacia Sgt here's the FULL Sumia and Avatar x Children Supports. It doesn't look like anyone took Morgan (F) x Sumia so I'll take that and complete that here. Cynthia x Sumia C-Support Sumia We're mother and daughter, and yet we're almost the same age... Kind of a weird feeling, huh? Still, I'm sure we can be friends! Cynthia Friends? But that won't do at all! You're still my superior. In battle, you must not hesitate to issue me orders just like any other soldiers. Sumia But you're NOT just like any other soldier, are you? No, we shall be friends, and you'll speak to me as an equal. Cynthia Truly? You won't think me too forward? You won't be insulted? Sumia Of course not. Cynthia That's a relief! See, I told myself, if there's one person I mustn't annoy, it's Mother! Sumia ...Am I really so intimidating? Cynthia Well, in my time, you're a true legend. The most famed pegasus knight of all! There are so many stories of your heroic and terrible deeds. Like when you smashed through enemy lines to rescue a stricken Chrom? Sumia Er...did I do that? Cynthia Or the time you argued with Chrom and slapped him in the face! Sumia Gods above, I sound like a madwoman... Cynthia Or the time you went into a blood frenzy and downed friend and foe alike! Sumia I downed FRIENDS?! That's not heroic at all! Cynthia The point is, I was raised on such stories, and they gave me strength and inspiration. Sumia ...I guess I'm going to need to be more selective about which histories I talk to. B-Support Cynthia Did you see me, Mother? Did you see how I handled that lance? Sumia Oh, of course I did. I was very impressed. Cynthia Gosh, what an honor--the seal of approval from the great Sumia herself! Does this mean you'd be willing to help me join the pegasus knights? Sumia Is that what you want, Cynthia? Cynthia Yes! In my future, see, the knights had long since disappeared into legend. But I always dreamed of joining them! Swooping through the broad blue skies... Skewering foes with a bloody lance... Cynthia, hero of the pegasus knights! Sumia Well, I'm not responsible for recruiting, as you well know. However, if Phila were here, I'm quite sure she'd turn you down. Cynthia Wait, WHAT?! But why?! You just said I was really good with the lance! Sumia Lance skills alone are not what makes the pegasus knights so formidable. Cynthia You mean I have to be good with a sword, too? Ooh, or maybe magic? Sumia If you wish to know the answers, bathe in the waters of the spring. Cynthia But the spring is...really, really cold. Couldn't we just do flower fortunes? Sumia No. Now do as I say and go to the spring. You'll find your answer there. You'll have to think long and hard, though. It won't come easy. (Sumia leaves the screen) Cynthia Why won't she just tell me instead of making me take a freezing-cold bath? *Sigh* Well, if it's not a lance or a sword or magic spells, then... Ah, wait! The axe! Maybe it's all about the axe! ...No, that can't be it. Man, this is a real puzzle... A-Support Sumia Well, Cynthia? Have you found your answer yet? Cynthia Yep. After you posed the question, I thought and thought and thought... But I couldn't think of anything, so I did what you said and bathed in the spring. That's when I noticed my poor pegasus was as dirty as a farm hog! I'd been so busy making MYSELF look grand, I neglected my faithful mount! Sumia Ah, good. You understand at last. A knight's pegasus isn't some beast of burden or a farmer's mule. She is a partner and ally, and must be cared for as much as a knight cares for herself. ...A lesson which I can see you've learned. Your mount is looking radiant today. Cynthia Oh, yes! I've started washing and brushing her every day now. I want her to look as fine and proud as your pegasus, Mom! Sumia Hee hee! Now that will be a challenge. Don't get your hopes up! ...By the way, Cynthia. I had something I wanted to ask. Cynthia Yes? What is it? Sumia Our two pegasi seem so similar, don't you think? So similar, in fact, that I'm wondering... Cynthia Yep! My pegasus is the very same one that you used to ride. When my mother was killed back in my time, her pegasus made its way back to me. Sumia I see... Cynthia She told me what Mother said just before she died... "Please, return to Cynthia. Look after her and protect her." She--well, you--sent your pegasus to me so I'd have something to remember you by. All of which makes me feel TOTALLY worse for not taking better care of her! She's been my stalwart friend and ally ever since, but I don't even deserve her! Sumia Now, now, Cynthia. That's not true. You made a mistake, but you recognize that now. You have lots of time to make it up to her and strengthen the bonds of trust. After all, you're not the only one who ever neglected her pegasus... Cynthia Y-you used to forget to wash her, too? Sumia Wash her? Heavens, there were times I forgot to FEED her! Once I even tried to pluck out some wing feathers to make myself a fancy hat. Cynthia Good grief! Sumia My point is, you still deserve to be her friend, even if you forget to wash her. She loves you far too much to desert you just for that. I've seen how happy she looks, swooping across the sky with you on her back. Cynthia Truly? I'm so relieved to hear it... Oh, Mother, I can't thank you enough. You've taught me so many things I didn't have a chance to ask about before. You really are everything the legends say! ...Well maybe a bit more clumsy, but... Cynthia x Avatar (M) (Parent-Child) C-Support Cynthia Now then, let's see what the flowers say, Option one, option two, option three... Avatar Cynthia? Why are you plucking that petals off that poor dandelion? Cynthia Oh, hello, Father! You're just the person I wanted to see! I'm using flower fortunes to choose an entrance flourish for the next battle! Buuuut I'm still having problems deciding, so I need to know what you think. Avatar Er, I don't know anything about flower fortunes OR "entrance flourishes." Cynthia Well then, let me just lay them out, and you can decide what sounds best. The first option is to ignite a huge plume of purple smoke and come racing out of it! Avatar ...Oh. Cynthia Option two is to step onto the field amidst a shower of fluttering violet petals... Avatar ...Ooo-kay. Cynthia Option three is to suddenly burst out of a farmhouse in the middle of the battlefield! Avatar ...... Cynthia So, what do you think, Father? Which would you prefer? Avatar Um... Well, if I had to choose... Maybe the falling-petals one? Cynthia Wait, truly? Well, THAT'S a surprise! I didn't think it was your style at all. But if that's what you want, I'll start collecting petals! Avatar Cynthia, this entrance you're planning... It isn't for me, is it? Cynthia Of course it is, silly! Why else would I ask your opinion? Hee! I'm surprised you chose the flower, but I'm glad you did, It's my favorite! (Cynthia leaves the screen) Avatar N-no, wait! Just a moment! *Sigh* ...What have I gotten myself into? B-Support Cynthia I am SO sorry, Father Avatar I should hope you are! You nearly buried me alive under all those blasted petals! Cynthia I know. I asked Mother to help out, and we ended up collecting thousands! Avatar You roped Sumia into helping you with this ridiculous project? Cynthia Of course! We wanted to do something special for our dear father and husband! But you DID look really dashing and heroic out there in the field! ...At least, you would have, if anyone could have seen you in that blizzard of petals. Avatar Well, in any case, there are to be no more entrance flourishes. Understood? Cynthia Aww, but I had SO many more wonderful ideas! ...Can I at least pick a special catchphrase for you to shout at the start of battle? Avatar Cynthia! War is a serious business. We're not playing games out there. Cynthia ...I-I know. I'm sorry. I just want to make you happy and give us something fun to talk about and... Oh, pegasus poop! I just don't know what to do! I mean, what ARE fathers and daughters supposed to do together? Avatar Gods, Cynthia, don't be silly. You don't have to make such an effort to think of fun things for us to share. Just spending time with you is enough for me. Cynthia Truly? Just...being together is enough? Avatar Of course. Cynthia Oh, Father! You're SUCH a great guy! It's no wonder Mother fell in love with you! Even if you're just being polite, you're doing it because you like me! You're the BEST! Avatar Unnngh... Cynthia... D-don't hug...so tight... Can't b-breathe... C-crushing...ribs... A-Support Cynthia Father! Will you brush my hair? Pleeease? Avatar Er, I'm sorry, Cynthia, but I'm a little busy at the moment... You haven't left my side lately... Are you sure you don't have other things to do? Cynthia Well, you said spending time with me was fun! Riiight? Hey, why don't you come to town with me? We'll spend the whole day together! Avatar Er...now? Cynthia Yes, now! We'll walk the streets and visit the market and hold hands the whole time! Then we can find a tasty cake shop and when the evening falls we can go caroling and-- Avatar All right, Cynthia, that's enough now. Look I know we're family, but even family needs time apart sometimes. Cynthia --and eat pie, and it'll totally be the best day ever! Avatar Are you even listening to me? Cynthia You...will remember me, won't you, Father? Even once the Cynthia of this world is born? Avatar ...... Cynthia You see, I DO understand how this time-travel stuff works. I know you're not my real father. That man exists in another history. So as soon as the me from this time is born, I promise to leave you alone. It's just that...until that happens, I want us to spend as much time together as we can. Then, when you have a proper family, at least we'll still have our memories. Avatar I... I didn't realize... Cynthia Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm ever so grateful for this time. You've shown me what it's like to have a father, and you've been so nice to me. But i know that, in the end, your love is meant for the other me. Avatar *Sniff* Cynthia Father, are you...crying? Oh, silly! I didn't mean to make you sad... It's nothing to be sad about! Besides, we can't very well have my hero all teary eyed, can we?! I don't want to remember you like this. I want to remember you how you really were. Strong, and kind, and brave... My father, my hero...and my friend. Morgan (F) x Sumia C-Support Morgan Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my mother... All of my memories of Father are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician he was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my mother. It's one big blank. Sumia What are you up to, Morgan? Morgan Mother! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Father put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's the invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link...Thing Sumia Oh? That's wonderful! Morgan Yup, even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Mother. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back? Sumia I'd be happy to try! After all- Morgan Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started! Sumia Hee hee. She sure is energetic... B Support Morgan Mother? Do you have a moment? Sumia For you, dear? Anytime. Morgan Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Mom Back! Step one-Figure out how we're going trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Mother? Perhaps a stone wall would work better? Sumia Let's just...hold off on the head smashing for now, okay? Now let's see... I know. What if you tried staring at me for a bit? Maybe that'll help? Morgan Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space here, but... Here goes... ...... ........ ........... ............. Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a world so long that it fell appart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is this even the real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Mother looked like?" Sumia Oookay, then... Maybe that's enough of the memory project for today, dear. Morgan Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Mother. A-Support Morgan *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob* Sumia Come now, Morgan. No tears. Morgan B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Father. I bet we had a million memories together, and the though of having lost them. I feel like I failed you, Like I... Like I... *sob* Sumia Morgan... Morgan *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha-?! Sumia What's wrong?! Morgan I...I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but...I remember! You were smiling at me...and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Mother. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybeI can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you. Sumia Take all the time you need. I'll help out in any way I can. Morgan Aw...Thanks, Mom. Morgan (F) x Cynthia (Siblings) C-Support Morgan Let's see here... Birthday? May 5th... Favorite colors? Blue and purple... Favorite food? Probably bear meat... Cynthia What are you mumbling about over there, Morgan? Morgan Least favorite food? Veggies, apparently. Don't seem to mind them now, though... Cynthia Morgan! Morgan Oh! Cynthia?! Guess I was pretty out of it to miss my own sister paying a visit! Did you need something? Cynthia Just wondering what you were chanting over there... You practicing some new magic incantations or something? Morgan Nope! Just going back over my notes on what you told me about myself. I was hoping they'd hold some clue that might help spark my memory. Heh. It's kind of crazy how much you know about me, huh? Like, I really once got five nosebleeds in the same day? I have no memory of that at all. AT ALL! Ha ha ha! I can just imagine... Cynthia Well, you're still as cheerful, that's for sure. And as talkative as ever... Morgan I am? I mean, I was?! Hmm, now that you mention it, that does sound...right, somehow. ...Heh. Everything still feels funny. Even you being my sister hasn't really clicked. Cynthia If you think it's strange for you, imagine how I feel... My kid sister starts talking to me like a stranger, asking questions about herself... I had no idea how to even interact with you. It was pretty rough, but I got used to it. Morgan Heh, yeah... Sorry about that. But that's just another reason why I'm working hard to get my memories back. Once I do, nobody will have to feel weird or awkward around me again. Pretty noble, huh? I'm such a sweet, selfless girl! Cynthia Heh, and so humble as well... In any case, I'm glad to help you get those memories back however I can. Someday soon I bet we'll be able to laugh about the old times--now included! Morgan Heh, right! B-Support Cynthia Whew! Another long day of combat... I'm bushed. Think I'll hit the hay ear...ly? Is someone passed out over there? Wait, is that Morgan?! Morgan Nn...nngh... Cynthia Morgan! Morgan, are you all right?! What happened?! Morgan ...Wha--?! Cynthia! Wh-what am I doing here? Was I asleep?! I don't even remember feeling tired... Oh, right! I was bashing that huge tome against my head when I blacked out. That explains why my face hurts so bad... Cynthia Bashing your... Morgan,, why in the WORLD would you do that?! Wait, are you trying to get your memories back? Morgan Well, yeah! Obviously. If you ever saw me bludgeoning myself just for fun, I hope you'd put a stop to it... Cynthia I'll stop you even if it's NOT just for fun, you nitwit! Look, I know you want your memories back, but please... Don't do anything reckless. Morgan ...But I want to be able to talk with you about old times again. Cynthia I know, Morgan, and I want that, too. But more than that, I want you safe. I may just be another stranger to you, but to me you're family. In the future, with Mother and Father gone, it was just the two of us. You're all I had, Morgan... I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you. Morgan All right. I'm sorry, Cynthia. Cynthia Just as long as you understand. Morgan ...Heh, that felt really siblingy just now. Don't you think? Me messing up and you scolding me felt... I don't know, it felt really plausible! Maybe if you keep it up, I'll remember something! Cynthia You...really think so? Morgan Yeah! Oh yeah, this will totally work! So go on, keep on yelling! C'mon, scream at you amnesiac sister, Cynthia! Cynthia I... I'm not really comfortable with-- Morgan Hey, why don't you use the tome, too? Come one, don't hold back. Really wallop me with that thing! Maybe the simultaneous physical and mental shock will jar some memories loose! It's gotta be twice as effective as either one by itself, right? That's just basic science. Cynthia Good night, Morgan... A-Support Cynthia Hey, Morgan. I'm headed into town. Want to come along? Morgan I'd love to! Is there something in particular you need? Cynthia I might pick up a couple of things, yeah. But mostly I think there's something YOU need. Morgan It doesn't have to do with getting my memories back, does it? Cynthia The opposite, really. Maybe there's no need to worry about your memories. Morgan That...makes no sense. Cynthia I'll be honest--it does hurt to know you've forgotten me. But...maybe it's better to build new memories than to worry about the old ones. Morgan What do you mean? Cynthia I've been thinking about this a lot. Why you might have lost your memories, I mean. And I'm wondering if you didn't have some awful memory you couldn't bear to keep. ...I know I've got a few. I see a lot of faces, you know? People we couldn't save... Morgan ...... I'm sorry you have to bear those dreadful memories, Cynthia... Cynthia Look, this is just a theory, and even if it is true, it's not like you did it consciously. But I do think that getting your memories back might not necessarily be a good thing. Morgan Hmm... I understand, and believe me, I appreciate the thought... But I want to remember things, no matter how painful they are. Because I'm sure there'll be plenty of great memories mixed with the bad ones. And the truth, whatever it is... I really want to have that back, you know? Cynthia Well, if you're sure, then I'm happy to help. Morgan That's really kind of you, Cynthia, but do you truly realize what you're saying? I mean, it could be years before I remember anything. Or decades. Heck, there's a decent chance I may never get my memories back at all. I don't want to drag you into something that could last forever. Cynthia I'm already stuck with you forever, you goof. I'm your sister! We're family--memories or no. You couldn't keep me away. Morgan Cynthia, I... *sniff* Thank you! I'll do everything I can! Cynthia Then start by coming with me into town. Morgan Huh? But you said that doesn't have to do with getting my memories back. Cynthia Hey, there's no rule that says you can't have a little fun while you try. And there's certainly no rule against making some happy new memories, either. You're young! Live a little! There'll be plenty of time to worry later. Morgan Right... You're right! Thanks, Sis! Edited March 25, 2013 by Naui Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dpt24 Posted March 24, 2013 Share Posted March 24, 2013 Is anyone ever going to put up Tiki and Lucinia? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kon Posted March 25, 2013 Share Posted March 25, 2013 With permission from Karaszure, here's Tiki x Lucina~ [spoiler=Tiki x Lucina] [spoiler=[size="2]C Support'][/size] Lucina: Tiki? How does the day find you? Tiki: Perfectly well, Lucina. Why do you ask? Lucina: I just wanted to say, if there's anything I can help with, please let meknow. Tiki: Very kind of you. But I'm fine for the moment. Lucina: Ah, of course. Sorry to disturb you.It's just...Well, IF you ever needhelp, I want to be there first! Tiki: I'm very grateful for your concern, Lucina, Truly I am. But remember thatyou are an important part of this army. Your first duty must be to your fellowsoldiers.... Especially as you oncedared take the great name of Marth as your own. Lucina: That was perhaps... rash of me. You knew him, didn't you? The great KingMarth? What was he like? Tiki: ... You did not investigate this before you took his name? Lucina: Only the legends. I called myself Marth to feel closer to him. I've alwaysyearned to know what he was really like--the man behind the deeds. Tiki: Your enthusiasm seems sincere enough. Very well, I will tell you abouthim.... But not today. Perhaps the next time we meet. Lucina: Oh, thank you, Tiki! I would hear all there is to tell! [spoiler=B Support] Lucina: Greetings, Tiki. Tiki: And greetings to you, Lucina. Lucina: I was hoping that today you might be able to tell me about King Marth? Tiki: You are certainly persistent in your curiosity... Lucina: It's more than idle curiosity. I should know more of the man whose name Ionce took as my own. Who is the real Marth? Are the stories of his deeds true?What was he like? Tiki: One thing I can tell you is that he treasured his friends like no one elseI've known. He was kind, considerate, and calm. And despite his station, quickwith a smile. Lucina: Really?! Tiki: You sound surprised... Lucina: I just didn't expect the mighty King Marth to be so... er, nice. Tiki: And how DID you imagine him? Lucina: The Marth of history led the liberators and smashed the power of evil dragons! He brought peace to the entire world at the edge of a sword. He must've been a fierce, unforgiving man who struck fear in friend and foe alike!How could he not have been, when he was forced to wage such a terrible war? Tiki: ... I suppose he was unforgiving-- at least when it came to himself. He never stopped looking for a way to lead the world to peace. And every victim and sacrifice on that path haunted him... Lucina: It sounds much like out own quest. There must be so much to be learned from him... Tiki: His journey was dogged by setbacks and troubles. People did not understand his motives. He was deserted, and even betrayed. How he suffered! The struggles he faced would have crushed a lesser man. But they just made Marth stronger.That is why he became the Hero-King. Lucina: He achieved the impossible, just as we must. No matter how steep or dangerous our path becomes, we will prevail! ... We must. Tiki: Remember that Marth was an ordinary man long before he became legend.That's why he knew he couldn't do it alone. And why he needed the help of allies. Lucina: The hero of legend had help? Tiki: Of course he did! Behind every great man stands a host of friends and comrades. You want to win a war? Then you must learn to inspire warriors and win their trust. Lucina: THAT'S why he was kind and considerate! He needed the best to stand by him. Tiki: Yes, and the best loved him for it. Lucina, you can do it, too. You remind me of him-- you inspire trust and even love among your comrades. As long as you never give up, I have no doubt you will honor the name of Marth. Lucina: You honor me... Thank you, Tiki. [spoiler=A Support] Lucina: HIYARGH! YAH! Unnngh... GAH! Tiki: Working on your fencing, I see. Lucina: I was just finishing my drills. Tiki: I saw you helping out earlier, serving the soldiers their meals. Lucina: I had some free time, so I thought I'd pitch in. Tiki: And before that, you were helping unload the wagons... Lucina: Well, I'm stronger than I look. Those crates were no problem for me. Tiki: And before that, you went to market to purchase supplies. Honestly, it'shard to find a job or chore you're not helping out with. It's a fine thingyou're doing, trying to build bonds of friendship and trust... But it will allbe in vain if you work yourself into the sickbed. Lucina: Oh, I'm fine. Truly. I can handle it. Tiki: ... You're trying to emulate King Marth, aren't you? By winning the trustof the other soldiers, you hope to become a great leader. Lucina: What? No! Not at all... Th-this is just how I am. Besides, I doubtlegendary warriors wasted time cooking stews and going shopping... Tiki: (... She builds trust and wins allies without even thinking about it...Could she truly be...?!) Lucina: I beg your pardon, Tiki? Were you saying something? Tiki: Apologies. I was lost in thought. But, Lucina, I must tell you something.Taking the name of Marth was a fateful decision of great import. Lucina: How so? Tiki: I cannot be sure of your intention in taking the name... But few darecompare themselves to a legend... and this set you on a path. The name evokes envy and hope in others, and burdens you with their expectations. Like it ornot, you carry that weight now. The only question is-- will it crush you? Lucina: I never realized... Tiki: Can you carry the hopes and dreams-- the demands of so many? Lucina: I... don't know. I know I can't ever be like the real Marth. No one can.But if it's true what you say, and people have started to look up to me... ThenI shall never rest until every friend has achieved their dream! Tiki: Good. You know the nature of your task-- this is the key to victory. Lucina: I have you to thank for opening my eyes. I won't let you-- or anyone--down. Tiki: I believe you mean this. But remember your allies when you face yourgreatest challenges! A true hero knows when to admit she cannot go it alone. Lucina: I will take your words to heart. We will all win this war, together. Tiki: Spoken as Marth might have himself... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Anacybele Posted March 27, 2013 Share Posted March 27, 2013 (edited) Alrighty, I finally got around to updating Frederick and Morgan with their B support! It's probably identical to most of the supports with the other potential fathers though. :/ Edited March 27, 2013 by Anacybele Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Galenforcer Posted March 27, 2013 Share Posted March 27, 2013 With permission from the original claimer, here's Chrom x Maribelle: [spoiler=Chrom x Maribelle] [spoiler=C] Maribelle: Oh! Good day, milord. Chrom: Hello, Maribelle. ...And just Chrom is fine, please. Maribelle: A-are you here all alone? Goodness, but there's a chill in the air today! Would you care for a cup of tea? Chrom: Well, I won't say no. ...Thank you. You're very kind. Maribelle: Oh, please! For a noblewoman of Ylisse, serving royalty is a high honor! Chrom: In times of peace, maybe. But this is war. Kings, nobles, and peasants alike are all just comrades-in-arms. So please, don't wear yourself out trying to look after me. Maribelle: Yes, but- Chrom: You've been fighting as hard as any of us. You must be exhausted. Maribelle: Well... I confess I sometimes find myself wishing for a respite. But then I remind myself how much harder it must be for you! Heavy lies the crown and all that, yes? So it's my duty to help you however I can! Chrom: Your dedication is appreciated, Maribelle. ...A bit extreme, maybe, but appreciated. Just promise to look after yourself as well. Will you do that? ...For me? Maribelle: Your wish is my command, milord. But first let me bring you that tea! Chrom: I'll take it. Thanks. Maribelle: I so very much enjoy our time together... I pray we find opportunity to do it again. Chrom: I hope so, too. [spoiler=B] Maribelle: Tsk! The pool of suspects grows large by the moment! Chrom: Er, sorry. Who's a suspect now? Maribelle: Oh, milord! I didn't see you there! I was just going over my... list. Chrom: Uh-oh. This can't be good. What list is that? Maribelle: I've been keeping track of men who may be getting too close to Lissa! My darling is a bewitching vixen, even if she doesn't realize the power of her charms. So when these lecherous men get too close, I drive them back from the ramparts! Chrom: ...You aren't joking, are you. Why on earth would you do such a thing?! Maribelle: Isn't it obvious? Lissa is your younger sister, and princess to the royal house of Ylisse! It falls upon me, her bosom friend and true companion, to save her from scallywags! Chrom: ...Scallywags? Er, look, Maribelle. I think my sister can guard her own ramparts just fine. Maribelle: Ha! Don't be so naive! It seems even great men are blind when it comes to matters of the heart! Chrom: Hey! I am NOT blind! ...And you're being paranoid! There's no harm in Lissa having a few friends among her comrades-in-arms. Maribelle: That they are comrades makes them more dangerous! Snakes in the den, says I! As such, I've put a strict screening process in place. Any man who would speak to Lissa must first be interviewed by me. Many times. AND provide supporting documentation, of course! Chrom: ...Heh. I guess in a way it's reassuring to know that Lissa has you watching over her. Well then, I'll trust you to keep her safe for me. Maribelle: Of course, milord! A woman of my position would offer no less! [spoiler=A] Maribelle: Milord! I hope this day finds you well. Chrom: As well as can be expected. Maribelle: If there is anything I can do to ease your burden, you will let me know, won't you? Chrom: Of course. Thank you, Maribelle. But you really need to stop exhausting yourself on my behalf. I don't deserve it. Maribelle: Bite your tongue! Serving you is sheer delight! Why, I'd gladly lay down my life for you and Lissa. Chrom: Well let's hope it never comes to that. I don't want anyone dying for my sake. Maribelle: But on such a day, I would be first in line to thrust myself upon the enemy's pikes! Chrom: That reminds me: I talked to some soldiers who saw you get captured by Plegia. They say that, as the Plegian army approached, you went out to meet them. That you parleyed with their captain, asking them to withdraw from Ylisse. And that the honorless curs responded by taking you hostage. Tell me the truth, Maribelle: Did you do this for me and Lissa? Maribelle: ...I thought to protect you and Lissa from danger. That was my only goal. I know it was wrong of me to take such drastic action without consulting you. But you must believe me when I say- Chrom: Enough, Maribelle. I believe you. But I need you to promise something... You must never take such a rash action again. Do you understand? Maribelle: Yes, but- Chrom: Just as you care for me and Lissa, so do we care about you. We would never forgive ourselves if you cam to harm for our sake. Maribelle: Y-you... are too kind, milord. I solemnly swear that I will never do such a foolish thing again. Chrom: It wasn't foolish, Maribelle. It was brave and... noble. But if we don't fight as equals in this war, we have no hope of winning it. And if Lissa and I were to lose you... It would be a pain we couldn't bear. Maribelle: I... Well, I... It won't happen again, milord. I swear it! Chrom: We must stand shoulder to shoulder. Divided we fall, but together we rise! [spoiler=S] Maribelle: Milord! I brewed elderberry tea and buttered some crumpets. Won't you rest a spell? Chrom: Well, since you've gone to all this trouble... Wait. Is this gooseberry jam? It was my favorite as a child! How did you know that? Maribelle: A little bird told me... Chrom: A little bird named Lissa, I wager. Heh heh, that girl... Maribelle: Oh, how I envy your sister... You have such affection for her... And you have spent a lifetime together... How can I ever compare? Chrom: Maribelle, what are you talking about? Lissa's my sister. You're my... friend. Maribelle: Yes, but you are also royalty and... And you're surrounded by all these fine and noble women! All the time! Lissa and her friends... The court ladies... Oh, you must have such wonderful times! I feel so dreary and plain by compare. Chrom: Wonderful times?! Hah! Royal court is dull as an anvil. It's my duty to attend, but that's all. ...And it's a loathsome duty at that. Maribelle: B-but... beautiful admirers hang upon your every word! So how could there possibly be room in your life for... What I mean is... How will you ever find a place for me in your heart? Chrom: Um, I'm sorry, did you just say... Maribelle: ...Wait. Did I say that out loud? ...I said that out loud, didn't I? ...Loudly. OH GODS! Chrom, PLEASE pretend you didn't hear that! I don't know what came over me! Curse this blasted battle fatigue! My mind must be on the moon!Oh, that the ground might open up and swallow this foolish creature! Chrom: Maribelle! Get ahold of yourself! Maribelle: Er... *ahem* Forgive me, milord. I... I don't know what came over me. ...Again. Chrom: Listen, are you- Maribelle: Would you mind terribly if we started over? I have something important to tell you, and it deserves a better beginning. Chrom: Well, I think you already told me... Er, but please. Do go on. Maribelle: Milord, I am... deeply and madly in love with you! I always have been so, even when we were but children. Yet I've never been able to confess this shameful secret. You were always surrounded by those fine court ladies, and I... Well, I felt so coarse and provincial! I was ashamed, and so kept my feelings hidden. Chrom: I... see. Maribelle: B-but now I just don't care anymore! I had to confess, and I'm glad I did. It's like a horrible weight has been lifted from my shoulders! Chrom: You really should have told me earlier, Maribelle. Because the truth is... I feel the same for you. Maribelle: T-truly? Oh, Chrom, don't jest with me! Not about this! Chrom: I assure you, I am not jesting. I've loved you since we were young. Your poise, your consideration for others... Maribelle: M-milord... Are you truly... Chrom: Perhaps this will convince you of the sincerity of my feelings. Maribelle: Oh, heavens. It's a ring! ...And it bears the crest of House Ylisse! Y-you would have me wear this treasure? Chrom: My parents had it crafted to celebrate my birth. I've always kept it safe because I knew someday I would give it away. I would give it to the woman I wanted for a lifelong companion. ...For a wife. So yes, I want you to have it. Maribelle: This is a dream come true. I'll never take it off! Chrom: I wonder how Lissa is going to take this news? Maribelle: Lissa? Oh thunder, she'll be more excited than anyone! "My big brother is FINALLY getting married," she'll say! Chrom: Ha ha! You know, I think you're right. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weso12 Posted March 28, 2013 Share Posted March 28, 2013 (edited) Because I made the pairing and I see its unclaimed here is Sully and Morgan Supports C Support Morgan: Hmm.. I wonder why I have no memory of my mother... All my memories of Father are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician he was, all the time we studied together But nothing at all about my mother. It's all one big blank Sully: What are you up, Morgan? Morgan: Mother! That's amazing? I was just think about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Father put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's the invisibles ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link...thing! Sully: Ha! Whatever you say. Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Mother. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back? Sully: Sure, I'd be happy to try. After all-- Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started! Sully: Well, she's certainly got energy to spare... B Support Morgan: Mother? do you have a moment? Sully: Sure. What's up? Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Mom Back! Step one--figure out how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Mother? Perhaps a stone wall would work better? Sully: You Know...that head-smashing thing? Maybe you should stop that. How about if you try just staring at my ugly mug for a while? Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space but... Here goes... ..... ....... .......... ............. Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at work so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Mother looked like?" Sully: Er, right. Perhaps that's enough of the memory project for one day? Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Mother! Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob* Sully: Come on, now. Stop crying. Morgan: B-but I know must have loved you just as much as I loved Father. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob* Sully: Morgan... Morgan: S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha--?! Sully: What's wrong?! I...I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but... I remember! You were smiling at me...and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Mother. I never would have remember without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you. Sully: Take all the time you need. I'll always be here for you... You know that, right? Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Mom I know its generic still felt like doing it. Edited March 29, 2013 by weso12 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fairlee Posted March 28, 2013 Share Posted March 28, 2013 (edited) Guess I'll take one from the unclaimeds. [spoiler=Miriel x Gregor] [spoiler=C Support]Gregor Miriel! You want to sit down with Gregor? Enjoy tasty cup of elderberry tea? Miriel I am curious as to why you are constantly inviting females to consume tea. Gregor Gregor is man, yes? He enjoys company of lovely maidens. What more is to tell? Miriel Would you say women possess some attractive force which draws you to them? Gregor Oy, yes. Miriel is very attractive! That is why Gregor offers tea. Miriel That's not why I meant, but I suppose it's the best I'll get from a layperson. So then, what aspects make a woman attractive? Can you define them? I would very much like to quantify this phenomenon if at all possible. Gregor You are using many large words. Gregor is... very confused. Miriel It's simple: there must be rules governing attractive force and how it operates. If you are able to define the parameters, it should be possible to re-create them. Gregor But every man is liking different thing, yes? Gregor speak for no one but Gregor. Miriel Ah. So you claim it is impossible to arrive at a universal definition of attraction? But that would imply that there are contradictions in human nature. Gregor Gregor is surprised brain does not ooze out of Miriel's ears. Miriel Such a thing is highly improbable. At any rate, my life is devoted to meticulous research and rigorous scientific study. Gregor Is sounding like a barrel of monkey laughs. Miriel Now, I belive you were offering me tea? Elderberry was it? Gregor A-actually, Gregor suddenly busy! Urgent chore at...somewhere else! Miriel Ah. Well, next time, perhaps. [spoiler=B Support]Gregor Hmm... Interesting. Gregor never thinks of that... Miriel ...... Gregor Ho ho! That makes you think. Miriel Am I no longer interesting to you? As a female companion, I mean? Gregor Porridge and pierogi! Why are you sneaking up on Gregor?! Miriel The other day, you told me that a man such as yourself is drawn to attractive women. I was conducting an experiment to ascertain the existence of consistent rules. However, if I no longer possess such a quality, then the control group is flawed. Gregor Gregor still thinks Miriel have lure like deadly siren! But, today, Gregor is being engrossed in very fascinating book. Gregor is embarrassed. Ignoring presence of beautiful woman is very shameful. Miriel And what is this folio that was able to engage your intention so thoroughly? Gregor Gregor find it lying on ground at edge of camp. Is very, very fascinating. Gregor is not knowing of these rules and laws governing natural phenomenon. But this book makes it fascinating subject. Time flies by for Gregor! Miriel Ah. I have been looking for that book, actually. It belongs to me. My late mother wrote it. Gregor Oy! Ten thousand apologies to you from the tongue of Gregor, dear lady! Gregor did not intend to steal precious book from dead mother. Miriel Quite all right. You couldn't have known. Gregor No, is big problem! Gregor scribble many notes in margins of pages... Miriel My mother would be pleased that you found her work so fascinating. And as for me, I'm just gratedul that you found it. I thought it lost forever. [spoiler=A Support]Miriel Er, Gregor? May I have a word? Do you recall writing notes in the margin of the treatise my mother wrote? Gregor You are upset because Gregor scribble nonsense things in book, yes? Miriel No, not at all. It's just that some of your comments were most...curious. I was hoping you might have time to edify me on a couple of them. As a simple matter of scientific discourse only. Peer to peer, as it were. Gregor Er, Gregor is confused. Did his comments not make sense? Miriel Perhaps in this situation a concrete example would be helpful. See, here you deleted the phrase "that which helps establish the theory"... and replaced it with a single word: "experience." Gregor Oh, yes, Gregor remembers that. Er, Miriel is not liking this edit? Miriel No, on the contrary. I've been pondering this passage for some time in belief it could be improved. But you have struck upon the missing link and dramatically improved the work, entire. I did not suspect you were in possession of such scholastic ability. Gregor Oh ho! Is true. Gregor never go class. Gregor graduate from school of life! Miriel I am unfamiliar with this institution. Are they accredited? Gregor You want to know secret of life study? ...Do nothing. Is exactly what Gregor does. Miriel I'm a afraid I do not properly understand... Gregor Gregor does nothing special. Gregor learns by watching life. Knowledge is natural. Like bird learning to fly or cat coughing up ball of fur. Miriel How utterly fascinating... Gregor Most people run like chicken with no head. Always thinking of next urgent task. But if you go slow and watch everything, you can be smart like Gregor! Miriel Well, then. Food for thought. Thank you very much, Gregor. Gregor Come back anytime! Gregor always ready to share knowledge with peers! [spoiler=S Support]Gregor Ah, Miriel. You have nose stuck in book again? Miriel I've been thinking a great deal about our discussion the other day. I find it difficult to approbate the idea that one can learn without active study. Examining phenomena, research, postulating proofs---surely these things matter! Gregor Gregor not saying books and sciency things not important... Gregor just thinking there other ways of learning, yes? Miriel No, I'm sorry. The idea just seems wholly without merit. Gregor Hmm. Okay, Gregor makes example. How is scientist defining love? Miriel Love? Gregor Yes, you know? When two people are liking each other and want to make with the--- Miriel I am aware of the concept, Gregor, thank you. And as to your query, I would start by confirming observable behavior. For example, the culturally determined rituals in which persons in love engage. Gregor Like the holding of hands, yes? Or the making of adorable kissing faces? ...Or the giving of presents? Like this? Miriel ...Ah, a ring. Yes, this is a concrete example of the ritual to which I referred. The male of the species presents this as an indication of his desire to marry. This would indeed constitute evidence of existence of love. Gregor Tell Gregor: can scientist Miriel explain what she is feeling right now? Miriel Well, I have an elevated pulse, sweaty hands, and a nervous energy about me. I cannot, however, explain the reason for these sudden...thrilling phenomena. Tsk! This will not do! I must remain dispassionate and analyze the facts. Gregor You see? This is being exactly Gregor's point. You do not allow experience to teach you. Everything analyzed like math problem. You must be silencing giant brain and listening to heart instead, yes? Many new experiences and discoveries si coming from heart! Miriel I have never considered such a plan. But perhaps if I follow your advice, I will find a new world waiting to be discovered. Gregor Listen to Gregor. Human heart is too wonderful to be understating by stuffy theory. You must crawl inside and live there like small burrowing land mammal. Take Gregor's hand. Gregor can show how. We go on wonderful journey, together! Miriel Is this possible? Dare I throw aside logic and embrace the wiles emotion? Very well, Gregor. I will accompany you on this journey of the heart! Gregor Ha ha! ...Gregor assume that mean yes? Edited March 31, 2013 by Fairlee Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Faye Posted March 28, 2013 Share Posted March 28, 2013 I can post Libra/Noire parent/child later today. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
weso12 Posted March 29, 2013 Share Posted March 29, 2013 (edited) I can also confirm that Stahl and Fredrick parent support with Nah is exactly the same Edited March 31, 2013 by weso12 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naui Posted March 29, 2013 Share Posted March 29, 2013 (edited) And now for today's new spotpass character here's a new suppport convo featuring Yen'fay! Avatar (M) x Yen'fay C-Support Avatar Yen'fay? Might I have a word? Yen'fay Ah, Robin. ...What is it?` Avatar I'm trying to understand how you are different from the Yen'fay I once met. If you're willing, I'd know more of you and the cruel future from whence you came. Yen'fay What is there to say about me? Past or future, I am little more than a ghost. Avatar A ghost? Yes, perhaps so... But do you not carry any memories imprinted in your soul? Can you not tell me of wars fought, dynasts lost, missions accomplished? Yen'fay ...Yes. I had a mission once. I swore to protect a grave. Avatar A grave? Yen'fay The grave of my beloved sister, she who died for my foolishness. Avatar ...I'm sorry. I don't mean to remind you of painful events. Yen'fay The deeds are done--it is only right I pay the price for them. In any case, you need not concern yourself with my feelings. I care for nothing. I yearn only for the day when I, too, can crawl into my tomb. Avatar Yen'fay, you mustn't think like that! You've traveled to the past, and now fate is in your hands. With our help, you can change the future of the world! Yen'fay Like a ballad song to an empty theater, your exhortations are wasted on me. ...There is no fertile ground here for your kindness to take root. My heart is barren. Avatar Yen'fay... B-Support Yen'fay HAH! YAH! Avatar Yen'fay, are you still practicing? Yen'fay Yes, Robin. Practicing and thinking. Perhaps I can use this unwanted lease on life in the service of you and your allies. Avatar That is a fine thought, and we're grateful, but you must allow yourself rest. You've been on the training ground since daybreak. Yen'fay To grow strong, it is necessary. The pain felt by this vessel of flesh is nothing to me. If I can make it serve a greater cause, then for a short time my soul might know peace. Avatar ...... You did more than just protect graves, didn't you, Yen'fay? Yen'fay How do you mean? Avatar I mean, you don't seem the type to waste his talent on such a duty. You're the kind of man who always tries to aid others, even in a benighted future. Yen'fay Robin, you are perceptive indeed. Yes, I defended villagers and farmers from the Risen--or at least, I tried. Dead though my soul was, the corporeal flesh still demanded daily sustenance. I was no hero, but a sellsword taking bread from any who couldn't fight themselves. Avatar Come now! Surely you fought for more than a handful of coin... Was it because you couldn't bear to ignore the plight of the innocent? Yen'fay You overestimate me. Back then, I barely had the will to live, let alone save others. Avatar If you say so, perhaps. But I believe you're better than that. You're still fighting to help people, just as you always have. Yen'fay It seems you're hell-bent on thinking the best of me, no matter what I say. Avatar I can be stubborn that way. But we can continue this another time. Until then, farewell. (Avatar leaves the screen) Yen'fay ...... A-Support Avatar Yen'fay? What are you doing so far away from the camp? Yen'fay This frivolities and easy conversations of camp are distractions I must avoid. I dedicated myself to becoming stronger. Until then I pledge not a moment's respite. Say'ri died because of me. Such a thing must never happen twice. Avatar You speak of Say'ri in the future. Yen'fay Yes. Sweet, innocent Say'ri, cursed with a coward of a brother who let her die. I loved her more than anything--yet even so, I did not save her. I am disgraced. Avatar ...... Tell me this Yen'fay. Say'ri of the future loved you as you loved her, yes? Yen'fay I believe it so. Avatar Then if she could speak to you now, you know exactly what she'd say. She'd tell you to keep living. To forgive yourself. To find what joy you can. Yen'fay She was the kindest person I ever knew. Everything she did was for me. I loved her--I STILL love her--with all that remains in my heart... Avatar Then you owe it to her to not give up. Yen'fay ...Yes. Of course you are right. If she saw me wallowing in self-pity, what a scolding she would deliver! Avatar It's high time you picked yourself up, dusted off, and started living again. In your future, Say'ri is gone...I can only guess at the pain that must bring. But here in the present, you have countless comrades who need you. Yen'fay You speak the truth, Robin. How selfish I have been. I have become a burden when I should have been acting as relief. Avatar You are a stalwart ally, Yen'fay. I only want you to open your eyes. Yen'fay Rest assured, you've pried them open. I see the truth at last. Avatar Excellent. Now, why don't you come back to the camp with me? Yen'fay Yes. It is high time I took my proper place in the ranks of this army. Thank you, Robin...my friend. Avatar It's my pleasure, friend. Edited March 29, 2013 by Naui Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arieta Posted March 30, 2013 Share Posted March 30, 2013 Finally got around to writing down Avatar (F) x Yen'fay XD. -Support C- Robin: Oh! Hello, Yen'fay. Yen'fay: ..... Robin: Why are you sitting on the floor? I almost stepped on you! Yen'fay: I was meditating. It soothes the mind and brings the spirit into balance. Do you have need of me? Robin: Well, er, we're all going to have some tea. I was wondering if you'd care to join us. Yen'fay: Your invitation is..unexpected. However, I am a ghost from another world, and not fit for human company. A ghost who let his loved ones die. A ghost who lives in shame and ignominy. Robin: that's a bit excessive, don't you think? Yen'fay: The truth is cold and hard; self-deceit cannot blunt its edge. I am not worthy to be a part of this world's affairs, save in battle. Robin: Surely your people would be thrilled to welcome the return of their leader? Yen'fay: I am not the Yen'fay of this world. Chon'sin's ruler is dead. Robin: Well, yes, I suppose that's true. It would be difficult for you to replace the real Yen'fay. His death is well known. But remember: WE need you, and those lethal skills of yours. That's something! Yen'fay: It is all I have left to offer. I am a blade and nothing more. A blade who owes a debt to both you and Chrom. It is my obligation to give myself utterly in your service. Robin: And we're grateful for it, Yen'fay. We could use more like you. -Support B- Robin: Whoa, Yen'fay! Yen'fay: ..... Robin: Gods, I almost stepped on you again! (...Wait, is he asleep? His eyes are shut tight...it---) Yen'fay: I told you already--this is how I meditate. Robin: Ah, yes, you did say that, didn't you? How silly of me to forget. Yen'fay: When I meditate, I visualize both my foes and my allies in battle. I conjure up countless scenarios, and thus prepare to meet any eventuality. Robin: Heh, and here it looks to all the world like you're just snoozing the day away... Yen'fay: It is an ancient practice of my culture. It has no equivalent in your own. I am not surprised you find it difficult to comprehend. Robin: Er, so when you imagine these scenes, do you see yourself fighting the foes? Yen'fay: Yes. it is important to repeat basic moves over and over in your mind. This allows the body to move by instinct alone in the thick of battle. Robin: I must say, it's reassuring to have someone so well prepared fighting on our side. Yen'fay: My warrior's prowess is all I have left. If I am to be your blade, I must be sure my edge is honed to razor sharpness. Robin: Er, indeed...Like I said--very reassuring. Just be careful not to wear yourself out. Yen'fay: Your concern is unnecessary. -Support A- Robin: (ah, Yen'fay on the floor again...He sure does love his meditation.) Yen'fay: ...Mmm? Ah, curse it! This is most embarrassing... I was supposed to be meditating, but I seem to have fallen asleep. Robin: Don't tell me...Even the mighty Yen'fay gets tired sometimes? Yen'fay: ..... Robin: Yen'fay? Is something wrong? Yen'fay: I was dreaming...of my homeland. Robin: Oh? Yen'fay: I try not to think upon the past. Reminiscing does not help in war. My goal is to be an unthinking blade, without needs, memory, or regret. Robin: But no matter how hard you try, you can't help but yearn for your homeland? Yen'fay: Is it writ so clearly on my face? My training has been poor if I am betrayed so easily by emotion. Robin: It's okay, Yen'fay. Longing for the home of yoru youth just makes you human. You're not just a blade that we send out to chop Risen in half, you know? You're a person. ...And a friend. Yen'fay: You speak kindly, Robin. The people of Chon'sin are strong--they will rebuild with or without me. So when this war is done, and our nations again know the sweet blessing of peace... I must set out to discover a new path for myself. Robin: A new path? Yen'fay: I cannot return to my true home. And what use is a blade with no war to fight? I saw it in my dream. The future of this world has no place for the likes of me. Robin: As long as the flame of life still burns inside you, you will have a role. Yen'fay: You speak as a poet, Robin. Robin: I'm just telling the truth, you'll find out what you're looking for. I know you will. After all, when this war is won, you'll have plenty of time to find your way. Yen'fay: Thank you. Your encouragement...It carries a great deal of weight. You are the only person to whom I dare confess my...weaknesses. There is no one I trust more in this world. ...My friend. -Support S- Yen'fay: Ah, there you are. Robin: Hello, Yen'fay. Yen'fay: I have somethign important I wish to discuss with you. Robin: Oh? What is it? Yen'fay: It's about oru talk...regarding my life after the war. Though this may be presumptuous, I would beg a boon of you. Robin: I'd be delighted to help in any way I can. What is it? Yen'fay: When this war is done, I shall be wandering, without purpose... When that happens, I want you at my side. Robin: I'm...not sure what you mean...? Yen'fay: You have been so kind to me. Advising me. Helping me. On each occasion, you gave me the inner strength to persevere. I've begun to believe that with your help, I could reach my final home. Robin: But, how...? Yen'fay: In life, there are many paths we can follow and many choices to be made. It is far easier to find your way if you have someone with you. Someone you trust. Someone you love... Or so I have come to believe, thanks to you. Robin: Yen'fay, I'm...I'm so happy to hear you say that, you have no idea! I feel the same way...I never want to leave your side. Whatever happens. We will find our way, you and I both. And we'll find it together. Yen'fay: Yes, together... -Cue CG- "I claim to be no master in the arts or romance. But my love for you shall be challenged by none" (This is by far the most accurate confession dialogue I have ever heard) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elhienn Hovercast Posted March 31, 2013 Share Posted March 31, 2013 Guess I'll take one from the unclaimeds. [spoiler=Miriel x Gregor] [spoiler=C Support]Gregor Miriel! You want to sit down with Gregor? Enjoy tasty cup of elderberry tea? Miriel I am curious as to why you are constantly inviting females to consume tea. Gregor Gregor is man, yes? He enjoys company of lovely maidens. What more is to tell? Miriel Would you say women possess some attractive force which draws you to them? Gregor Oy, yes. Miriel is very attractive! That is why Gregor offers tea. Miriel That's not why I meant, but I suppose it's the best I'll get from a layperson. So then, what aspects make a woman attractive? Can you define them? I would very much like to quantify this phenomenon if at all possible. Gregor You are using many large words. Gregor is... very confused. Miriel It's simple: there must be rules governing attractive force and how it operates. If you are able to define the parameters, it should be possible to re-create them. Gregor But every man is liking different thing, yes? Gregor speak for no one but Gregor. Miriel Ah. So you claim it is impossible to arrive at a universal definition of attraction? But that would imply that there are contradictions in human nature. Gregor Gregor is surprised brain does not ooze out of Miriel's ears. Miriel Such a thing is highly improbable. At any rate, my life is devoted to meticulous research and rigorous scientific study. Gregor Is sounding like a barrel of monkey laughs. Miriel Now, I belive you were offering me tea? Elderberry was it? Gregor A-actually, Gregor suddenly busy! Urgent chore at...somewhere else! Miriel Ah. Well, next time, perhaps. [spoiler=B Support]Gregor Hmm... Interesting. Gregor never thinks of that... Miriel ...... Gregor Ho ho! That makes you think. Miriel Am I no longer interesting to you? As a female companion, I mean? Gregor Porridge and pierogi! Why are you sneaking up on Gregor?! Miriel The other day, you told me that a man such as yourself is drawn to attractive women. I was conducting an experiment to ascertain the existence of consistent rules. However, if I no longer possess such a quality, then the control group is flawed. Gregor Gregor still thinks Miriel have lure like deadly siren! But, today, Gregor is being engrossed in very fascinating book. Gregor is embarrassed. Ignoring presence of beautiful woman is very shameful. Miriel And what is this folio that was able to engage your intention so thoroughly? Gregor Gregor find it lying on ground at edge of camp. Is very, very fascinating. Gregor is not knowing of these rules and laws governing natural phenomenon. But this book makes it fascinating subject. Time flies by for Gregor! Miriel Ah. I have been looking for that book, actually. It belongs to me. My late mother wrote it. Gregor Oy! Ten thousand apologies to you from the tongue of Gregor, dear lady! Gregor did not intend to steal precious book from dead mother. Miriel Quite all right. You couldn't have known. Gregor No, is big problem! Gregor scribble many notes in margins of pages... Miriel My mother would be pleased that you found her work so fascinating. And as for me, I'm just gratedul that you found it. I thought it lost forever. [spoiler=A Support]Miriel Er, Gregor? May I have a word? Do you recall writing notes in the margin of the treatise my mother wrote? Gregor You are upset because Gregor scribble nonsense things in book, yes? Miriel No, not at all. It's just that some of your comments were most...curious. I was hoping you might have time to edify me on a couple of them. As a simple matter of scientific discourse only. Peer to peer, as it were. Gregor Er, Gregor is confused. Did his comments not make sense? Miriel Perhaps in this situation a concrete example would be helpful. See, here you deleted the phrase "that which helps establish the theory"... and replaced it with a single word: "experience." Gregor Oh, yes, Gregor remembers that. Er, Miriel is not liking this edit? Miriel No, on the contrary. I've been pondering this passage for some time in belief it could be improved. But you have struck upon the missing link and dramatically improved the work, entire. I did not suspect you were in possession of such scholastic ability. Gregor Oh ho! Is true. Gregor never go class. Gregor graduate from school of life! Miriel I am unfamiliar with this institution. Are they accredited? Gregor You want to know secret of life study? ...Do nothing. Is exactly what Gregor does. Miriel I'm a afraid I do not properly understand... Gregor Gregor does nothing special. Gregor learns by watching life. Knowledge is natural. Like bird learning to fly or cat coughing up ball of fur. Miriel How utterly fascinating... Gregor Most people run like chicken with no head. Always thinking of next urgent task. But if you go slow and watch everything, you can be smart like Gregor! Miriel Well, then. Food for thought. Thank you very much, Gregor. Gregor Come back anytime! Gregor always ready to share knowledge with peers! [spoiler=S Support]Gregor Ah, Miriel. You have nose stuck in book again? Miriel I've been thinking a great deal about our discussion the other day. I find it difficult to approbate the idea that one can learn without active study. Examining phenomena, research, postulating proofs---surely these things matter! Gregor Gregor not saying books and sciency things not important... Gregor just thinking there other ways of learning, yes? Miriel No, I'm sorry. The idea just seems wholly without merit. Gregor Hmm. Okay, Gregor makes example. How is scientist defining love? Miriel Love? Gregor Yes, you know? When two people are liking each other and want to make with the--- Miriel I am aware of the concept, Gregor, thank you. And as to your query, I would start by confirming observable behavior. For example, the culturally determined rituals in which persons in love engage. Gregor Like the holding of hands, yes? Or the making of adorable kissing faces? ...Or the giving of presents? Like this? Miriel ...Ah, a ring. Yes, this is a concrete example of the ritual to which I referred. The male of the species presents this as an indication of his desire to marry. This would indeed constitute evidence of existence of love. Gregor Tell Gregor: can scientist Miriel explain what she is feeling right now? Miriel Well, I have an elevated pulse, sweaty hands, and a nervous energy about me. I cannot, however, explain the reason for these sudden...thrilling phenomena. Tsk! This will not do! I must remain dispassionate and analyze the facts. Gregor You see? This is being exactly Gregor's point. You do not allow experience to teach you. Everything analyzed like math problem. You must be silencing giant brain and listening to heart instead, yes? Many new experiences and discoveries si coming from heart! Miriel I have never considered such a plan. But perhaps if I follow your advice, I will find a new world waiting to be discovered. Gregor Listen to Gregor. Human heart is too wonderful to be understating by stuffy theory. You must crawl inside and live there like small burrowing land mammal. Take Gregor's hand. Gregor can show how. We go on wonderful journey, together! Miriel Is this possible? Dare I throw aside logic and embrace the wiles emotion? Very well, Gregor. I will accompany you on this journey of the heart! Gregor Ha ha! ...Gregor assume that mean yes? Whoa, you know what?That must be the first support Miriel has that sounds natural, her other supports(except for, maybe Frederick), don't sound like she was in love(I know that she's supposed to be a stoic character that thinks that everything is explained with science, but look at Lute and the way she does seems awkward...) Usually I do like Miriel's character but most of the time she acts really unfazed to be a romantic choice(Now, her son in the other hand... Is stoic but acts way more normal with feelings) Thanks a lot for translating this!I really want to find my OTPs for each waifu XD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fairlee Posted March 31, 2013 Share Posted March 31, 2013 Whoa, you know what?That must be the first support Miriel has that sounds natural, her other supports(except for, maybe Frederick), don't sound like she was in love(I know that she's supposed to be a stoic character that thinks that everything is explained with science, but look at Lute and the way she does seems awkward...) Usually I do like Miriel's character but most of the time she acts really unfazed to be a romantic choice(Now, her son in the other hand... Is stoic but acts way more normal with feelings) Thanks a lot for translating this!I really want to find my OTPs for each waifu XD I do find the part where Gregor's the one teaching Miriel is quite cute. And the journey of love lol. But I love Lute! Paired her with Frodo Arthur Miriel's support is much more scientific than Lute I'd say. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AstroknighticalFeats Posted April 4, 2013 Share Posted April 4, 2013 (edited) Fun fact: "Kjelle" is supposed to be pronounced as "Shella"/"Chella" -it's an Old Norse name, go figure. Anyway! Support Conversation Bomb, INCOMING! [spoiler=Nowi & Virion] [spoiler=C Support] Nowi: Ouch! I really scraped my hands when I slipped back there... Virion: I hear a fair maiden in need of medical aid! Shall Virion tend the wound? Nowi: Oh, could you? Virion: But of course! A dab of ointment, a small, clean bandage... There! Danger has been thwarted thanks to my speedy and skilled treatment. Nowi: Aw, thanks! Virion: No need for thanks, sweet Nowi. Nowi: Hey, so I've noticed that you keep calling me "sweet." Don't you think it's a little belittling or whatever? Virion: If I have offended, you have my apologies. 'Tis but a habit of mine. Pray, do you not like it? Nowi: No, pray! I do not! Virion: Then I shall endeavor to correct myself with all due haste! A nobleman must take care how he addresses others, you know. Especially one as distinguished as you! Nowi: What's so special about me? Virion: Why, you are over a thousand years old! You lived in the time of my great ancestors. You are practically immortal! Divine, even! It ill behooves me to disrespect you. Nowi: Okay, knock it off! You're making me sound like some old lady. Virion: Nonsense, Nowi my sweet! You are charming, young, and beauty itself! Nowi: You really think I'm beautiful? Virion: Let the gods strike me down if it were not so! You see? No lightning strikes. No fire ants nibble at my drawers. Nowi: Wow. You really ARE good at this whole philandering thing. Virion: Ph-ph-philandering?! Where did you hear such a vulgar word?! Nowi: Um, that's what everyone says about you. ...Seriously. Everyone. Even Chrom. Didn't you know? Virion: I most certainly did not! [spoiler=B Support] Nowi: I'm SOOOOOO hungry! When do we EEEAT?! Virion: An empty stomach will not do. I, Virion, shall bring hither victuals. Nowi: Er, Virion?! Where did you go?! VIIIIIIRIIIIIIOOON?! Oh! There you are. Virion: Apologies for the delay, sweet Nowi. I have collected some lovely fresh lettuces. Nowi: Um, that's nice, but... I hate vegetables. Virion: Ah! How foolish of me, offering plants to a dragon! I shall sally forth and find a fatted calf with all haste! Nowi: Wait, Virion! Look, if you want to help, I'd rather you just... kept me company. If we played a game or whatever, that would take my mind off the hunger. Virion: Very well. What would you like to play? Chess? Tiddlywinks? Naughts and crosses? I also know checkers, blind man's bluff, king of the bean, field bowling, falconing– Nowi: I wanna play duck duck dragon! Virion: Duck duck dragon? Well, I say. I'm not familiar with that game. Nowi: It's easy! I turn into a dragon and chase you while spewing white-hot fire. And if I catch you, I totally win! Virion: That sounds dreadful! Nowi: So let's start, okay? I'll count to... um...one million, and you go hide. Virion: One million? Do you realize how long that will take? Nowi: OOOOOONE... TWOOOOOO...THREEEEEE... Virion: My life is flashing in front of my eyes! ...Very, very slowly. Well, I'll not wait for her to finish. Virion, AWAY! [spoiler=A Support] Nowi: Hee hee hee! Today was so much fun! I LOVE duck duck dragon! Virion: Insofar as a terrifying brush with death can be fun, then yes... Nowi: What? I didn't quite catch that. Virion: Er, I was muttering to myself about how much I enjoy these games of ours! Nowi: I know, right? Playing games is pretty much my favorite thing ever. But no one wants to play with me!It's crazy! Virion: I can't imagine why no one else is clamoring to join in... Nowi: But now I have you, and we can play duck duck dragon over and over again! Virion: Over and... over? Dear gods, I don't think my poor heart can take it. And yet I cannot bring myself to wipe that smile of joy from her face... Nowi: Virion? You're doing that thing again. The one where you mumble to yourself? Virion: I am? My apologies. I was just thinking about how sad I'll be when we stop playing. Nowi: I KNEW you liked duck duck dragon! Virion: Er... Nowi: You know, you really should have told me sooner. It's not even dark yet! That means we have time for ONE MORE ROUND! OOOOOONE... TWOOOOOO... THREEEEEE... Virion: No, Nowi! I beg of you, no! I cannot abide the remorseless tick of death's grim clock! Nowi: Geez, what's with the wailing, Virion? I can barely hear myself count. Virion: Um, sweet Nowi? Do you know any games aside from duck duck dragon? I'm concerned you might, er, waste all your dragonstones! ...Yes, that's it. Nowi: Aw, don't worry. Now that I know how much you like it, I'll make the sacrifice! Okay, so where was I? FOOUR... FIIIIIIVE... Virion: NOW she decides to take my feelings into consideration?! ...Still, if she is willing to give up things for my sake, then I must do the same for her. I shall take part in her game, even if it means the death of me! Virion, AWAY! Nowi: SEEEEEEEEEVEN... EEEEEEEEEIGHT... [spoiler=S Support] Nowi: …… Virion: Why the scowl, sweet Nowi? Do you not feel like playing duck duck dragon? Nowi: No. I don't. Virion: But I thought it was your favorite game and that you would never tire of it! I'm willing to have a match now, if you like. My singed hindquarters have nearly healed from the last match! Or perhaps you have thought of some other game? A safer one, perhaps? Nowi: I want to get married. Virion: Playing house is a bit beneath a 1,000-year-old woman, but if you like, I'm all for it. Shall I take on the role of minister? I deliver a crackling good sermon! Nowi: No! I want to marry YOU! Virion: Yes, but then who will play the minister? I suppose I could ask Frederick, although it would be a terribly dull affair... Nowi: Do I really have to spell this out? I don't want to PLAY marriage, Virion. I want to BE MARRIED! …TO YOU! Virion: Y-you want... Wait, to me? Are you serious? Nowi: Yes, yes, and YES! Virion: Right then! I see! ...No, wait. I'm still confused. You, Nowi, wish to marry me? ...Virion? Nowi: AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGH! Yes, you dunderhead! Why do you think I've been chasing you all over the place?! Virion: B-but that was a game! And one I spent in a state of mortal terror, besides. Nowi: *Sniff* D-do you hate me, Virion? Is that it? Do you th-think I'm... ugly? *Sniff* B-b-because I... I couldn't take that! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Virion: Good gracious, no! You're lovely! Oh, please do stop crying! Nowi: Oh, yay! That means you love me! For a moment there, I thought you might turn me down. Virion: Er... Nowi: Aw, Virion, I've liked you since the first moment we met! Everyone treats me so seriously because...Well, you know. 'Cause I'm really old. But you're fun and funny and silly and it's just great! I don't ever want to lose that feeling! Virion: Oh, sweet Nowi. It is true that the times I've spent with you haven't been... entirely unpleasant. And your confession of love makes me realize how truly fond of you I've become. So let us marry, fair Nowi. Not as a game, but for true. Nowi: So you ARE saying yes?! Oh, I'm so excited! We have to go buy a ring right away! That's the rule, right? Virion: We shall buy a magnificent ring fit for a true noblewoman. Nowi: Yay! I can't wait! [spoiler=Ricken & Cordelia] [spoiler=C Support] Cordelia: Ricken, how are you feeling? Are your little legs tired from all the marching? Ricken: Hey, I'm not a child, you know. Cordelia: Apologies. I didn't mean to imply that you were a child. I'm just worried you might be overdoing it. There's no shame in admitting you need the rest–we all get tired sometimes. Ricken: Not you! You're always full of beans! I've never heard you complain once. I don't know how you keep going all the time without stopping... Cordelia: It would take a lot more marching than this to wear me out, I assure you. Ricken: Ha! I know, I could march all day! Cordelia: Then why are your legs still quivering like pudding? Ricken: M-my legs are NOT quivering like pudding! Cordelia: Ricken, you can barely stand.If the enemy were to fall upon us now, you'd be dead. Listen, when we set off again, I want you to ride in one of the convoy wagons. You might even have time for a quick nap. You could use one. Ricken: Hey, I don't need a nap! I'm not a– Cordelia: Once you're feeling better, I need your help with some camp chores. But you're no good to me right now. So sleep. And that's an order! Ricken: Fiiiiiine. Sheesh. Cordelia: Goodness. THAT was difficult... [spoiler=B Support] Ricken: Er, Cordelia? Thanks for before. I have to admit, I was pretty beat up from all that marching. Cordelia: Are you feeling better now? Ricken: Much better! I don't why I was being so stubborn. That was dumb. You know, you sure do spend a lot of time worrying about everyone else, Cordelia. Cordelia: I like to think that's my most important role here. Once in the past, I tried to do too much, and got myself into trouble as a result. At that time, it was Chrom who stepped in and rescued me from myself. If it hadn't been for him, I don't know what would have happened... Ricken: So you used to be young and foolish, too? Hard to imagine! Cordelia: We all were. But now that I'm older and wiser, it's my turn to help others. Ricken: Yeah! And now that I'M older and wiser, I'm gonna help people out as well. First thing I'll do is go around camp and remind everyone not to be pigheaded! Cordelia: Everyone? Including me? Ricken: Okay, okay, maybe not EVERYBODY... [spoiler=A Support] Cordelia: Ricken, you've been busy lately, haven't you? Ricken: Yep! I've been working my fingers to the bone. Cordelia: You really have grown into a reliable young man! Color me impressed. Ricken: Heh. That's the first time you've ever called me a man. Cordelia: Do you mind? Ricken: Only if it's just idle compliments. ...Which that probably was. Cordelia: A man grown, and a clever one to boot! Clearly, I must work on my flattery. Ricken: I knew it! Cordelia: Don't be upset, Ricken. You've come a long way in a short time. You're far ahead of most people twice your age. Ricken: I just wish people would treat me like the man I am, you know? I mean, I know I'm younger than most folks here, and smaller, but still... Cordelia: Respect is earned in time, Ricken. Try to force it, and you'll end up passed out from exhaustion on a baggage wagon. Ricken: Yeah, I know... Cordelia: Still, if you're determined to improve yourself, that's half the battle. Ricken: It is? Great! Cordelia: Keep working at it, and someday you'll be more powerful than me! Ricken: Hey! I told you to stop with the idle flattery! [spoiler=S Support] Ricken: Hey, Cordelia? Can we talk? Cordelia: Of course, Ricken. What's on your mind? Ricken: I was wondering what kind of person I am to you. I mean, how do you see me? Do you still think I'm some ignorant kid who can't be trusted to wash his own ears? Cordelia: Why do you ask? Ricken: Well, er... I was kind of hoping you'd accept this gift. Cordelia: ...A ring? Ricken: It has my family's crest on it, right there. It's our most treasured heirloom. Cordelia: And you want to give it tome? Ricken: Listen, I know that you're smitten with Chrom. Heck, everyone does! But I like you far more than he ever will. Or could, for that matter! So I was thinking that perhaps we could get... you know, married? Cordelia: Wow, I... I wasn't expecting anything like this. I don't know what to say. Honestly, I've always thought of you as something of a kid brother. Ricken: Well, I'm not your brother, Cordelia. I'm nearly a grown man. And now I'm asking you to look at me as the man who's fallen in love with you. Cordelia: You still seem young to me, Ricken. But when I look to the future... Ricken: Yes? Cordelia: I see you becoming something amazing. My equal, my partner, and my champion. Ricken: Does this mean...? Cordelia: Yes. I accept your ring. Ricken: Yippee! We're going to get married! I can't wait for the ceremony! Cordelia: But wait we must. There'll be no ceremony until you come of age. Ricken: Oh, all right. But meanwhile, I'll do all I can to be the man you dreamed of. Plus, you'll be around to make sure I become strong, right? Cordelia: Of course. Although I'm starting to wonder if I have anything left to teach you. You've already made me proud, Ricken. I'm looking forward to our future! [spoiler=Virion & Nah] [spoiler=C Support] Nah: *Sigh* Dealing with Mother is just so exasperating! All she ever does is play, play, play, as if she doesn't have a care in the world! Virion: What's wrong, Nah? You seem like you're in quite a mood. Nah: Oh, hello, Father. I was just thinking about Mother again… How do you stand her? Don't you find her incredibly childish? Annoying, even? She spends almost all of her time running around camp playing games. Virion: How odd. I was just thinking how the two of you are so similar… But no, I don't find her annoying. I don't find ANY woman annoying! You know this! Nah: Tsk! Father, you're MUCH too kind. If you're always this tolerant, she'll never learn to act her age! Virion: Well, perhaps, but… Nah: What do you like about her, anyway? You're so serious and responsible (Me: *Spits out drink*), and she runs around like a headless chicken! I have no idea what you see in her… Unless… you rushed into marriage for some reason? Like you got her– Virion: What?! D-don't be ridiculous! I knew exactly what I was getting into! Nah: Oh? That's quite a protest there… I guessed right, didn't I? Virion: No, no… I was well aware of her… frivolous side. I find it charming. Yes, that's it. Charming. Nah: You know what, Father? I don't believe you one bit. Come now, spit it out. Why DID you marry her? Virion: Enough! You shouldn't be talking about your mother like this. (Me: Virion, AWAY!) Nah: Hey, stop! Don't run away from me! WAAAAAAIT! [spoiler=B Support] Nah: Father! Cornered you at last! It's time we finished our conversation. Virion: Nah, I admire your persistence, but that discussion is over. I'm not getting into any more detail about why I chose your mother, and that's final! Nah: AWWWWWW. Why not?! A daughter simply MUST know how her parents fell in love! You don't understand how a woman's heart works. You're so CRUEL! Virion: Aren't you a bit young to be understanding a "woman's heart,"yourself? Nah: ...Did you just mention my AGE?! Gods, forget what I said. It's a wonder any woman deigned to choose YOU... Virion: Nah, I know what you're trying to do here. But don't forget, I AM your father! If you keep this up, I WILL get upset, and I WILL punish you... Nah: Eep! S-sorry, Father. I didn't mean to make you angry... I swear... Virion: All right, all right, then... I appreciate the apology. Nah: I've been selfish and unreasonable. Please find it in yourself to forgive me. Virion: Yes, of course. But– Nah: I guess I've wasted enough of your time. I'll just be... going now. Virion: No, wait. Nah: Yes? Virion: You seem so... crestfallen, my dear... Are you all right? Nah: *Sigh* I suppose I'll just have to deal with the crushing disappointment, won't I? I mean, if my father is going to become so angry over a simple, innocent question... Virion: Uhm, yes, well... See, it's just– Nah: No, no. You don't have to explain. I'm used to dealing with hardship. Being spurned by my own father is just another drop in my bucket of torment. Hardly worth mentioning at all. Truly! ...Anyway, have a nice day. Virion: B-b-but... ...Gods, is this really what I have to look forward to for the next decade? [spoiler=A Support] Virion: Nah... Nah: Why, hello, Father. What can I do for you? Virion: About the other day, when you said you were used to disappointment... What exactly did you mean by that? Nah: Oh, that... I was talking about growing up in my foster home. Virion: Wait, you mean Nowi wasn't around to raise you? Nah: No. I never knew either of my parents. I was sent to live with the family of one of my father's soldier friends. But my new family wasn't very welcoming to their semihuman-mongrel foster child. Virion: Don't say that. Nah: I soon learned that I'd have to work hard to fit in and survive in my new home. I did chores before I was asked. I helped defend the house from marauding Risen. I thought that if I could make myself useful, they would stop... hating me. I mean, how could they resent a child that always helped and never asked for anything? But they never accepted me... I just learned to deal with disappointment. I had no friends. No one to talk to. ...I was utterly alone. And I never once mentioned how much I missed my father and mother. *Sniff* I...I didn't even ask... when... when would they come back for me... Virion: ...Nah, I... Nah: Wh-when I arrived here, I wanted to find out everything I could about them. *Sniff* Th-That's why I keep asking so many questions and making you angry... Virion: I'm sorry, Nah. I've been blind this whole time... I'll tell you anything you want to know– even the embarrassing story of our courtship... And if you're ever feeling lost or sad, I'll be right here for you. As long as I'm around, you won't ever be lonely again. Nah: T-truly? Do you really mean it?! Oh, thank you, Father! Virion: Not at all, Nah. Now tell me, what would you like to know? Nah: Let's start with how you proposed to Mother! What'd you say? What'd you do?! I want to hear EVERYTHING, and don't leave out even the smallest detail! Virion: *Sigh* Well, as you know, your mother has always looked young, and... [spoiler=Ricken & Severa] [spoiler=C Support] Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day! Ricken: Er... what? Why? Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds! Ricken: You're right – I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go? Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses... Ricken: Dresses, huh? Well, I suppose you're at that age... Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy! Ricken: Hah! I guess I'm not, no. Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister. Ricken: Hmm, yeah, maybe. Kind of an odd thought, now that you mention it. Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you? Ricken: Wha-?! N-not at all! You're adorable, honey! Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad? Ricken: I could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother wouldn't mind. You're our daughter, you know? You can have anything you'd like. Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much! Ricken: Heh heh! I love you too, Severa. Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.) [spoiler=B Support] Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for! Ricken: Most royal houses couldn't afford to shop the way you just did... Severa: Daddy, are you listening? Ricken: What? Y-yes dear. I'm listening. Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day! Ricken: Sorry, pumpkin, but no. Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me? Ricken: Spare me the puppy-dog eyes, Severa. No means no. We just bought you plenty. Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS! Ricken: Yeesh, talk about an attitude change. Now, look. I'm not saying I won't buy you anything ever... Severa: Oooooh, you're not?! Ricken: I'm just saying you'll have to earn it. If you help out around camp with chores and such, I'll treat you to something nice. Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this – my allowance?! I'm not a child! Ricken: Well then stop acting like one! This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character. Severa: I dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you! Ricken: Look, my decision is final. I won't continue to just buy whatever you like. If there's something you want, you'll have to work for it. Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect SERIOUS returns, is that clear?! Ricken: *Sigh* I sure hope that character starts building soon... [spoiler=A Support] Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me! Ricken: Er, Severa? What are you doing? Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping. Ricken: ...And that pile of broken swords behind you? Severa: It's not my fault they're defective!They all, like, fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it – I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack... Ricken: Severa, I think you're overreact– Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment. Ricken: …… Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it! Ricken: I'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us. Severa: Oh please.Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up. Ricken: You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyone. You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same. Severa: Wha–?! Ricken: I love you, honey. And I'm behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk of being a disappointment! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father. Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH... Ricken: Don't cry. You've been through a lot. I know, but it's all right now. I'm sorry for saying you needed more hardship before. I know it's been hard... But I'll do all I can to keep you from ever suffering again. And hey– you HAVE been doing your chores. So how about that reward now? Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you! Ricken: I'm not going anywhere this time. I promise. [spoiler=Vaike & Brady] [spoiler=C Support] Brady: Tea's ready. It's the, uh... The whatsit kind. From that place. You know, the expensive junk. Vaike: Um... Brady: Well...? Whaddya waitin' for? A royal invitation? It's all set and ready to go – just the way you like it. Vaike: Uh, Brady? Brady: Let's step it up, old-timer! Tea ain't getting' any hotter! Vaike: Uh, right. S-sorry... *sip*...But, Brady? Brady: Yeah? Vaike: What did ya mean, "just the way I like it"? The Vaike hardly ever drinks tea. Brady: Whaddya mean? You drink it everyday. You never miss teatime. Vaike: Hey, I got nothin' against tea, but I've never had a "teatime" in my life. Brady: ...WHAT?! Ma told me to join ya in your daily tea ritual! Even gave detailed instructions! Wait...Did she make it all up? Vaike: Considerin' I don't even know what a "tea ritual" is, I'm guessin' she did. Brady: That dirty... I bet she's laughing her head off right about now! Vaike: Er, what exactly did she tell you? Brady: Oh, don't you worry. I'm gonna have me a nice, long chat with dear ol' Ma! You just sit there and drink your damn tea. So long, old-timer! ...Oh, and set this on top of the pot. It keeps the tea warm. Vaike: ...When did my life get so weird? [spoiler=B Support] Brady: Sorry about last time,old-timer. Vaike: What, the tea? Aw, ain't nothin' to apologize for. Ol' Vaike was happy for the chance to chat! Brady: Well, good. But I still feel bad you wound up drinking alone. Anyway, I brought my violin by way of apologizin'. Vaike: ...I'm sorry? Brady: Yeah, exactly. I wanna say I'm sorry, and I heard that requires a violin performance. Vaike: It... does? Brady: What, were ya born in a barn? Course it does! I gotta tickle the catgut for three songs, then do a backflip. That's when you stand up and start clappin' and cheerin' and throwin' roses. ...Er, at least, that's what Ma said. Vaike: Brady, listen to me. I ain't never had anyone apologize to me that way before. ...EVER. Your mother's havin' fun with ya again. Brady: What, AGAIN?! Oh, that tears it! I'm gonna– Vaike: Brady, wait. Brady: What?! Vaike: As long as you're here, let's just hang out and forget about Maribelle for a while. I'm kinda thankful, actually. If not for her games, you wouldn't have come by! Brady: Forget Ma? But she's been playing me like a dancin'-monkey organ guy! Aw, heck. Fine. I guess I can put up with her horseplay a bit longer... It'd be nice to just sit back and chew the fat a bit. Vaike: Great! Pull up a seat! [spoiler=A Support] Brady: And then Ma pulls out that li'l umbrella of hers, and she says– Vaike: Heh heh... Brady: ...What are ya laughing for? I ain't even at the punchline yet. Vaike: I'm just glad we're able to shoot the breeze like this, Brady. I gotta admit, I was kinda shocked when I first saw ya. Ya seemed a little... scary. Brady: Yeah, well. Sorry I'm all scary. I guess if you don't like it, do a better job raising the real deal. Vaike: What, ya mean the Brady from this era? Brady: Yeah. I ain't your real son, anyway. I mean, not exactly. Vaike: …… Brady, I... Brady: Aw, what? What's with that face? I don't need no pity. Unlike some of the other kids, I ain't jealous of the Brady from this timeline. We're two different cats, yeah? No hard feelings. Once the real one's born, you can forget about me. I'll bow out all graceful-like. Vaike: How can ya say that after we've gotten so close? You think I'd just cast ya aside once my son's born? I'd never do that! You're my friend, Brady. ...And my son. The Son of Vaike! Brady: Pop, I... *sniff* Aw, damn. I'd decided not to cry, and then ya go and say crap like that...*sniffle* I was lyin' about what I said before, Pop! It does matter to me! Please don't forget me! Just... remember that we were good pals once, yeah? Real chums. Vaike: I could never forget ya, Son. I'll remember ya till the day I die and love ya as my future self would. Brady: Okay, no more talk of dyin'. If you go boots up before me, I'll douse your grave in more tea than ya can stand. I'll play my violin and do a backflip if I have to. Don't try me, old-timer! Vaike: Don't you worry, kid. Teach ain't goin' anywhere anytime soon! [spoiler='Libra & Yarne[size=2]'][/size] [spoiler=C Support] Yarne: …… …… Libra: Um, Yarne? Is there a reason you're staring at me like that? Yarne: I'm trying to read your face and find out if you're cheating on Mother. Libra: By the gods, Yarne! Cheating? I'd never do such a thing! I've been faithful to Panne since the day I proposed! Yarne: Oh, all right then... IF you're telling the truth... Libra: Why would you think I was cheating?! ...Is someone spreading rumors? Yarne: Nope. The idea just popped into my head the other day. You see, I got to thinking... What would happen to me if you suddenly decided Mother wasn't good enough? Libra: Huh? Yarne: See, I'd been assuming that all I had to do was make sure you both stayed alive. Eventually you'd have me, and poof! My existence would be guaranteed. But that would all change if you left Mother for another woman before I was born. The very instant you made the decision, I would just wink out of existence! The thought of it sends a chill down my spine. Brrrrrr... Libra: ...Hmm. I guess I see your point. Yarne: So I'm going to be keeping a VERY close eye on you to make sure you toe the line! Libra: Now hold on just one minute! Yarne: Don't worry, I'll make an exception for temporary dalliances during battle. ...Just so long as the fraternizing STAYS on the battlefield! Anyway, I've got to be going. But remember: I'm watching you! Libra: *Sigh* Naga, give me strength... [spoiler=B Support] Yarne: Ah. Hello, Father. Libra: What's wrong, Yarne? You look as if your world is about to end. Yarne: Thirteen yesterday, eight the day before. You know what I'm talking about? Libra: Hmm... The number of times I knelt down in prayer? Yarne: NO! The number of times you spoke to a woman who WASN'T my mother! To think I actually believed you when you said you had no intention of cheating! You have no self-control at all, and I'm going to vanish as a result! I just know it! Libra: Yarne, calm down. I was just being polite. Pleasantries and tactics and such. Yarne: It sounded more like that to me! Remember, taguel have excellent hearing. Libra: Believe me, I know all about that... But you have to understand, I must talk to my fellow soldiers– men and women both. When you're in the thick of battle, it's vital you know who you're fighting with. I mean, what if someone said you couldn't talk to Lucina ever again? Yarne: ...Well, I guess that would be a problem. Libra: I'm glad you understand. But I wish you would just trust me. I swear in Naga's good name I would never cheat! Yarne: Well, you say that now... And perhaps you even mean it now... But what about the future? How do I know you'll never change your mind? I mean you once promised me that you'd return home... but you never did... Libra: ...Ah. Yarne: ...Er, forget I said that. It doesn't matter. I won't spy on you anymore. But if you break another promise and cheat on Mother, I won't ever forgive you! Libra: ...Hmm, I think I understand now. In Yarne's future, I die and become the memory of a broken promise... [spoiler=A Support] Libra: There you are, Yarne. I was looking for you. Yarne: What do you want, Father? I told you, I won't spy on you anymore. Libra: That's not why I wanted to see you. I... want to apologize. In the future, I promised to come back to you and... I didn't. I'm sorry. Yarne: What does it matter if YOU apologize?! It wasn't YOU who abandoned me! It was a different you from a different time! Libra: Yes, I understand that. And I know you're not my son. ...Not exactly, anyway. Yarne: …… Libra: We're not just from different times, but from different versions of time. And yet I think of you as my family all the same. I hope to give you the things that the father in your future couldn't. ...That is what you want, isn't it? Yarne: I... I guess it is, yes. I know it's not right, but I can't help but think of you as my father. That's why I get scared whenever you talk to other women. I couldn't bear the though of you leaving Mother and being someone else's father. It would be like losing him all over again. Libra: Yarne, what if I made another promise? I swear by all that's holy that I will survive and that I will never abandon your mother. I love you both more than anything in this world. I would do anything for you. Yarne: I... I don't know what to say.Except... thank you. Because this time, I believe you'll keep your promise. Libra: Good! Yarne: Phew! Now maybe I can relax and stop worrying about vanishing from history... You're such a great father! Who's a good father? Yes, whooo's a good father?! Libra: I appreciate the sentiment, Yarne, but must you pet me like a dog while you say it? [spoiler=Gregor & Noire] [spoiler=C Support] Noire: *Sniff* *sniffle* Gregor: Noire? What is wrong? Why do you make with the crying? Noire: *Sniff* I'm not... Mother cursed me to have a *sniff* runny nose for three days straight. Gregor: Oy! What a horrible night to have curse, yes? Noire: It's nothing new. *sniffle* Mother is always trying out some new spell or another. Everytime she comes up with one, she *sniiiff* uses me as her guinea pig. Gregor: Poor child... Here, take Gregor's handkerchief. Noire: Th-thank you... *HOOONK!* Gregor: Gregor cannot let you suffer like this for three whole days... Do not worry. He will go talk with mother and fix situation. Noire: Er... are you sure? That never really worked out for you in the future. Every time you talked back, Mother cursed you up to your eyeballs. ...Or sometimes she just cursed your eyeballs, and you cried yourself to sleep. Gregor: Oy! Future Gregor sound like pathetic man-child! Noire: ...Yep. *sniff* Gregor: But that was different Gregor, yes? THIS Gregor much more dependingable! Noire: Eep! W-well, you never talked like that before! Maybe things really can be different this time around. *sniiiff* [spoiler=B Support] Gregor: *Sniff* Gregor is sorry, Noire... Plan was big failure... *sniff* Noire: It's all right. I honestly expected this from the very beginning... But there's no need to cry. You tried, and that's all you could do. Gregor: G-Gregor not crying! *sniff* Gregor hit with five-day running-nose curse... Noire: Just like before... Gregor: Oy... You did say this how it played out in bleak, terrible future... *sniff* But look at brightest side– at least hex is broken now, yes? *sniffle* Noire: Yep, juuust like before. You'd always come to my rescue by taking on Mother's curses yourself. Gregor: Perhaps some things were simply meant to be... Noire: Maybe you're right. Maybe we're all fated to trace the same path as we did before... Gregor: Hmm? Noire: My coming back didn't change you, Father. So why should it change anything? It'll all happen again. My parents will die, and I'll be left alone... Why did I even bother coming back if it means watching my life fall apart again? Why... *sniff* Gregor: *Sniff* Oy, do not cry,pumpkin. Noire: FOOLS! THESE ARE NO TEARS! Gregor: Er... pumpkin? Noire: Bwa ha ha! Such trifling matters cannot free the waters of my icy ducts, mortal! The only dribbling here is the unseemly nose flood seeping from your craven face! Gregor: Oy! Why you make with the yelling and the screaming and so forth?! Noire: *Ahem* ...I'm sorry, Father. I think I need to step out and clear my head... Gregor: Noire, wait! Is no such thing as predetermined destiny! *sniff* [spoiler=A Support] Gregor: Hello, Noire. You have moment, yes? Noire: Oh... Hello, Father. What is it? Gregor: Here, have a look. Noire: ...Eeeek! M-Mother's cursing implements! Gods, there's so many... Father, what are you planning to do to me? Gregor: Ho ho! Nothing to Noire, of course. Gregor take these from mother so she not put weird hex on you again. Noire: You... you took away Mother's tools? But... you never did anything like this before... Gregor: You said we could change nothing, yes? That we are bounded by the fate. But if Gregor do something future Gregor could not, then fate have no hold on life. Noire: Hmm... I guess that's true. The father I knew wouldn't even get near these tools, let alone take them. Gregor: Gregor only change because pumpkin came back to him. Together, we can change anything. All of us– you, me, mother... everyone! Noire: Just please don't ever leave me again. Gregor: Nothing will take Gregor away from you again. Not even death. Noire: That's... a little much,perhaps? But thanks. Gregor: Hmm... Gregor suddenly have strange feeling... Like fury rising from shadows... Is Risen ambush? No... Bears? Is bears? No... Urk! Is your mother! And she is FURIOUS! Noire: She must have realized you took all her toys. Gregor: Oy, this bad. Gregor best flee before testing "not even death" promise... Bye for now, Noire! Much love! Noire: Wow, he's faster than I remember... And I can't recall Mother ever coming after him like this, either... Hey, maybe things really can change for the better! [spoiler=Kellam & Owain] [spoiler=C Support] Owain: A foul sense hangs in the air...My sword arm throbs dully! Hngh?! Wh-what is this? Blood... raging!...A different sort of blood rage than usual! Kellam: Owain? Is everything all right? Owain: STAY BACK, FATHER! You mustn't come any closer! Kellam: Why? Did you catch something? Do you think you're contagious? Owain: The blood of heroes that courses through my veins hungers for fresh prey! If you draw within striking range in my present state, I cannot guarantee safety! I beg of you,stay back! Do not force me to topple my own father! Kellam: ...Er, I'm confused. Are you under someone else's control? Did someone curse you? Owain: Aye, the curse of my bloodline's uncontrollable power! IT GNAWS AT MY SOOOOOOUL! Hnngh... D-down! Down, I command thee! Be calm, sword arm! Stay, raging blood! Kellam: All right, Son, just stay where you are–I'll get your mother! Owain: Wait, MOTHER?! Er... Heh...That's not... strictly necessary. This pain is nothing to a man like me! Given a moment, I'm sure it will abate! I've weathered far worse than... Er, Father? ...ACK! Did he actually go get Mother?! Suddenly I don't feel so well... [spoiler=B Support] Owain: Um... You're not still upset,are you? Kellam: Of course I'm upset! You started moaning and shouting out of the blue! Your mother and I were terrified! *Sigh* Look, I'm relieved you're all right. But what was that about, anyway? Some kind of scripted stage acting?! Owain: I don't script anything! I'll have you know, it's entirely improv– Er... I mean, it's authentic! I'm the chosen scion of warrior heroes across tide and time! Kellam: And you're not ashamed to spout those lines? ...That makes one of us. Owain: Ashamed? Ha! Far from it! Though I suppose I can't blame you for not understanding my bleeding-edge aesthetic. After all, you are the product of an earlier, simpler time... Kellam: I dunno... A future where everyone talks like you sound's a bit– ...OWAIN, WATCH OUT! Owain: What?! Kellam: ...Grah! Owain: Your shoulder! Father, you're hit! Kellam: Nngh... Archers... in the trees... They fired on you... But I'd never let them hurt my son...We're outnumbered... We have to get out of here! Now GO! Owain: R-right! *fades* Kellam: We lost them. We should be safe here. Owain: Gods, not again... Kellam: Hmm? Owain: Why?! Why did you take that arrow for me?! You could have died! This is how it happens, you know! This is exactly... Er... Kellam: This is how what happens? Owain: *Sob* Oh, Father... *sniff* Kellam: Owain? Owain, are you crying? What's wrong? Owain: I... *sigh* No, nothing. Nothing is wrong. It was... just more improv, all right? Just forget I said anything. More importantly, we need to get that shoulder looked at. I'll go get Mother. Kellam: A-all right. I'll be here. [spoiler=A Support] Owain: Father, how's the shoulder? Kellam: Fine, thank you. Nearly healed. It wasn't much of a would to begin with, fortunately. Owain: Good. I don't know what I'd do if... if you got killed again. Kellam: Ah, so that's what this was about... I die protecting you in the future? Owain: ...It was just a normal Risen, but somehow I didn't see it coming. You had no business dying when I was the one too stupid to watch his own back! Kellam: At least it sounds like I died with no regrets. Owain: So yes, that's why when I say you took a hit for me, I... I lost control. All those feelings of guilt and shame returned. I just couldn't stand it. Kellam: I'm sorry to have dredged up those painful memories, Owain. But more than that, I'm sorry I left you by yourself in the future... Owain: Father, no! You never left me! I never felt alone – not once! You and Mother were always with me because you were WITHIN me! I'm the scion of a heroine who gave me life and a hero who gave his life to save mine. Kellam: Wait. So all this talk about having the blood of heroes in you... You were talking about your mother and me? Owain, that's so – ...Wait a second. Why does OUR blood rage and boil at the drop of a hat? Lissa and I really don't seem the type to have such unruly fluids... Owain: Well, yes, the part about my blood raging may have been for... dramatic effect. Kellam: ...Wait, WHAT? Owain: But the point is that I'm more proud of my bloodline than anything in the world. When I remember I'm your son, I feel unstoppable. Like I could do anything! And I didn't come all this way to have you die on me again! Do you understand? From now on, we fight injustice together! Kellam: ...Thank you, Owain. But you're more than just my legacy. You've done plenty in your own right. Your mother and I are so proud of everything you've become... Owain: Aw, thanks! But... Hnngh... This sensation... B-blood... boiling once again... The fiery pride in your bosom sparked the tinder of my soul and set me ablaze! Kellam: Heh. Well, it's good to hear you're back to your old self, at least... [spoiler=Kjelle & Owain] [spoiler=C Support] Owain: Well, if it isn't my old nemesis, Kjelle! Kjelle: What do you want, Owain? Owain: Long have we vied for the title of strongest, bound by fat and our unbending wills. But I will not rest until I've put a stop to your nefarious deeds for good! Kjelle: Really, I have no time for this. Do you need something? If not, I'm going to go. Owain: Ugh, come on! Work with me here! Put some feeling in it! I know you hate men, but would it kill you to show a little effort? Kjelle: I don't hate men, I hate idiots. ...A class you fall right into, coincidentally. Even the way you talk makes me angry. Half the time I have no idea what you're saying. It's always stories and sound effects and... posturing. Owain: Which is why I'm speaking normally right now. Kjelle: And yet I still can't see your point. Now go away. Owain: What if I offer to help clean your gear? Come on, it'll be fun. Kjelle: I can take care of my own things. Owain: Fine then! Just... fine! I don't need this! I can go anywhere and be insulted! Kjelle: …… [spoiler=B Support] Owain: You bear an ominous mien, nemesis! Your face is as a rose-lit dawn wreathed in storm clouds of ebon black! Kjelle: …… Owain: Where is it that calls you hence? What dark purpose spurs you on?! Is it the path of the fallen you walk, or the road to redemption? Kjelle: I'm going to the storehouse because my things are there. And what's this about my mien, huh? Was that because I'm a woman? I don't need you penning heartsy-fartsy stuff about how lovely I am. If you have to go writing poems about me, they damned well better be war epics! Owain: Geez, all right! Tough crowd... Look, let's try this again. I'll even speak normally. Kjelle: I'd prefer you didn't speak at– Owain: Hey, Kjelle. You off to the storehouse to grab some gear? Kjelle: ...Why? Owain: Lemme give you a hand! Kjelle: Please don't. Owain: Aw, come on. I can do a lot more than just name weapons, you know. I'm one of the best maintenance people in this whole camp. Just gimme a chance. Come on! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c– Kjelle: *Sigh* ...I suppose it's better than leaving you idle to work mischief elsewhere. Owain: Great! I mean, extremely condescending, but the end result? Still great. Kjelle: Less talking, more walking. I'm eager to see these... talents of yours. Owain: Brace yourself! I don't want you dying of shock at how impressed you'll be! [spoiler=A Support] Owain: Cavalier armor. Medium weight class. Combines significant defense with impressive mobility. Kjelle: …… Owain: This one's an archer's jerkin. It boasts unrivaled ease of motion but lacks any real stopping power. Kjelle: Do you really need to narrate? Owain: It's important to keep the characteristics of the equipment in mind while working on it. Kjelle: I suppose I should be happy you're not just goofing around. Still, it would help if you kept your thoughts inside your head. Owain: Words are important. Our armor and weapons are partners in this war. Granting them a voice elevates them from hunks of iron to something more. It breathes into them a soul, transforming mere tools into implements of divine will! Kjelle: …… (leaves) Owain: Take this breastplate. I hear it whisper to me... "I am the Argent Lion Mail," it says. "Behold my regal, silvery form! Behold!" Kjelle, are you beholding? Kjelle?...Hey, where'd you go?! She just... disappeared... That's... kind of amazing. Kjelle: (no portrait) …… Owain: Gah! What dark sorcery is this?!A lone knight's armor moves of its own accord! Be at peace, ghostly visitor! Kjelle: (still no portrait) It just never ends with you, does it? Owain: Voices from beyond the grave! Begone, foul wraith! Kjelle: (still no portrait) It's me, you babbling buffoon! And if you say, "A ghost ate Kjelle," I'm going to stab you in the eye. Owain: Kjelle? What are you doing in there? Is that suit... comfortable? It hides you completely. Kjelle: I'm trying to block out the noise. Owain: Am I... that much of a bother? Kjelle: ...Also, this was the first suit of armor I wore in my first battle. I put it back on from time to time. It... calms me. Owain: Oh. Well, I guess I can respect that. But in that case, it deserves a name! Kjelle: (portrait reappears) No! No names. And even if it were to be named, it would be by anyone but you! Owain: Hey! ...Wh-why not? Kjelle: Because I said so! Now get sorting! Owain: Yes, ma'am... [spoiler=S Support] Owain: Hey, Kjelle? You want me to take care of this helmet, or... Heh... should've known. She's gone again. I'm doing her a favor, and she leaves all the work to me? That's gratitude for you! Sometimes I don't know what to do with that girl... She obviously loves this old set of armor. Why won't she give the poor thing a name? Doesn't even have to be a good one. It's the spirit of the thing that counts. I'm probably wasting my time here, but I can't bear the thought of Kjelle being hurt. But if I can't be there to keep her safe, I can at least make sure her gear is! *blushes* Hold her close, armor. Smother her with all your shiny, steely, plated goodness. Tell her all the things that I dare not.Tell her how much I... love her. Kjelle: (no portrait) You what?! Owain: K-Kjelle? Is that you? But I don't see you anywhere. Where did that... *blushes* Aaaaaaah! Kjelle: … I'm here. In my armor. Owain: But I thought you'd left! Why are you hiding in there while I'm out here doing all the work?! Kjelle: (portrait appears) I wanted to make sure you wouldn't slack off if I wasn't around to watch you. Owain: (mad) Look, I don't need a babysitter! Not about this. I take my armor and weapons very seriously, thank you. Kjelle: *blushes* Oh, will you forget the blasted armor for one second? ...Go back to the part where you said you loved me. Owain: *blushes* Argh! Y-you heard that?! Kjelle: ...Yes. So? Owain: *blushes further* Look, I didn't... I mean, I do, but... I was gonna tell you at some point!Urgh. Just stab me and get it over with. Kjelle: Why would I stab the man who loves me? Owain: Because you hate me? Because you have a big dumb boyfriend who's going to fold me into a pretzel? I bet his name's Troy. Or Steve. ...Or Chaz or something. Kjelle: I don't hate you, Owain. I actually find you oddly charming. I mean, I could do without all the goofy names and the yelling... But now I see some sense in the madness. You've got heart. And lots of it, apparently. Owain: *wink* So, um, does that mean you'll... Kjelle: I'd love to have you by my side, Owain. In battle or out of it. Owain: My steel is yours, Kjelle! By my twitching sword hand, I swear to protect you for all time! Kjelle: How about we just protect each other? [spoiler=Yarne & Cynthia] [spoiler=C Support] Cynthia: Yarne, How's it going this fine – Hey, why the long face? Yarne: Have you come to chew me out like everybody else? Cynthia: What? Why would I do that? And wait, why would THEY do that? What did you do? Yarne: It's what I didn't do, which is fight. In case you didn't notice, I spent most of the last battle running and hiding. They have every right to be mad at me. Frankly,I'm surprised you aren't. Cynthia: What, is that all? Why would I be mad? Yarne: Huh? You mean... you're not? Cynthia: Come on, I'm not the type to hassle someone for something like that! I walk the hero's path – I defend the weak by defeating the wicked! So I can't very well get MAD at the weak, now can I? You're fine just as you are. Besides, without cravens like you, I'd be out of a job! Yarne: H-hey! That's not... Oh, who am I kidding. Yes I am. Mostly, I'm just surprised to hear you say I'm all right the way I am. You're the only one who thinks so. So, yeah. Thanks. Cynthia: Aw, come on, buddy. Smile! As a hero, I'm not allowed to leave the scene until you're wearing a grin. Yarne: R-right. I'll try. [spoiler=B Support] Yarne: I still can't stop the trembling... Why does war have to be so scary? Cynthia: Hey, it's Yarne! Aww, are you down again? What happened this time? Yarne: Same as always... Whenever I stare down an enemy, my legs just lock up on me. Heh heh... Pathetic,isn't it? I'm always shouting about how I'm the last taguel, and how I can't afford to die, but... The reality is that I'm just a big chicken. Bawk, bawk. Cynthia: Hey, combat can be scary even for the best of us! But if that's who you are, just accept it! We weren't all born to be fighters. Yarne: But I WANT to fight! I'm tired of feeling so pathetic. Everyone else is fighting with everything they've got, and I'm still just turning tail. Cynthia: Well then, if you want it that bad, maybe you can work through the fear. Yarne: You think I haven't been trying to do that this whole time? Cynthia: Well, maybe you've been doing it wrong! I bet I know a way! Yarne: What is it? Cynthia: You should become a hero! Yarne: A... hero? Cynthia: Yeah! A hero just like me! I mean, I'm still in training myself, but you could join me! It'll be totally great! Yarne: Sounds like a tall order for a coward... Cynthia: Pffft! All you have to do is stand up to evil and help anyone who needs helping. If you follow those two rules, anyone can become a hero! Yarne: Just because it's simple doesn't mean it's easy... The heroes you hear bards sing about have fought in hundreds of epic battles. Cynthia: You've got a least a few under your belt already, and there's plenty more to come. All you need is the will to act! Yarne: You really think I can be a hero? Just...poof? Just like that? Cynthia: If you believe it, ANYTHING is possible! Yarne: Well... a positive outlook and a goal certainly wouldn't hurt... And it's not like I could get any LESS brave... Cynthia: Great! Then from now on, you'll be my faithful ward! With enough work, I might even promote you to sidekick! Yarne: Er, that sounds like... a deal? [spoiler=A Support] Yarne: Ah, Cynthia! Cynthia: What's up, Yarne? Yarne: I just wanted to thank you. Cynthia: For what? Yarne: That talk about heroes. Cynthia: I should be thanking you! I always wanted a ward. How's it going, anyway? Yarne: Well, I decided it was a little ambitious to just charge into battle like a true hero. That's why I decided to start with baby steps. Cynthia: Explain yourself, ward! Yarne: I was in town the other day, and I saw this scrawny kid getting picked on. I stopped the bullies from their deeds and gave them a stern talking to. And they actually thanked me! Cynthia: ...Wait, who thanked you? The ne'er-do-wells? Yarne: Yeah! It was the strangest thing. They all said what I did was "really great, man." I didn't know how to react... But I can see the appeal of doing this sort of thing. The adulation is addictive! Cynthia: Ah ha ha ha! I bet you're already a full-fledged hero to those kids! Yarne: This must be how heroes are born... People decide to do what's right, and then their actions trickle down to all. I know I'm still holding everyone else back in combat, but I'm going to fix that! I want to be someone those kids can look up to and admire! Cynthia: Ha ha! You have the right of it, ward! Just remember, as a hero it's also your job to keep a smile on everyone's face. Yarne: Er, right! I'll... work on that part. Cynthia: Ha ha! Keep this up and I might let you borrow the Justice Wagon! [spoiler=S Support] Cynthia: Hail, Bunny Boy! Yarne: Er, what? Cynthia: You haven't heard? That's what they're calling you! Yarne: People are calling me that? But people don't even know I exist! Cynthia: Well, all the kids in the town sure do! At first, I wasn't sure who they were talking about. But when you think about it, there's only one guy who fits that description. Yarne: You really think they mean me? I had no idea. Cynthia: My little ward's all grown up into a sidekick! I couldn't be more proud! ...Even if you HAVE been upstaging me lately. Yarne: Um, I don't think– Cynthia: Then why don't I have a nickname yet? Huh? Every kid in town was singing the praises of Bunny Boy, ally to all! Yarne: Ally to all, huh...? I... I am Yarne, avenger of the taguel and ally to all! Have at you, demon! See if you're brave enough to face Bunny Boy! ...Was that too goofy? Cynthia: Are you kidding? That was amazing! I got chills, Yarne! But that's so unfair! I want a title! I want to give awesome entrance speeches, too! Yarne: I always thought they were silly, but it actually feels pretty good. But this isn't about speeches or praise! It's about making a world safe for all... Cynthia: Wow, you ARE getting good at this! Yarne: And I want... I want to be your hero, too, Cynthia! I want to fight for our future together! I want to stay by your side! Cynthia: Er, you mean as a sidekick,right? Or is this... Yarne: Um, no. This would be... the other thing. Cynthia: Oh my gosh, that'd be even MORE amazing! Yarne: R-really? Then, you don't mind...? Cynthia: You're totally my hero right now! Yarne: I am? Yeeeeeesss! Cynthia: You can be my hero, and I'll be yours! And then together we'll be everyone else's! We're going to become a legendary crime-fighting duo! ...But wait, I'm gonna need a name. Yarne: Er, I don't think you quite understand the gravity of my propos– Cynthia: I've got it! I am Cynthia,the... the Pigtailed Pugilist! No, wait! The Pigtailed PUNISHER! Yarne: Heh. Well, you wouldn't be you if you weren't a little up in the clouds... Come, my faithful companion! Let's go serve up some hot justice together! [spoiler=Gerome & Noire] [spoiler=C Support] Noire: Phew! I'm exhausted! Gerome: …… Noire: Er, hullo? Gerome: …… Noire: Gerome? Is that you? Gerome: Yes. Noire: Eeek! H-how long were you going to stand there and... stare at me? You weren't... just watching me...were you? ...What do you want, anyway?! Gerome: I don't want anything. Noire: Um, okay. So then why– Gerome: Do you wish for me to go? Noire: I don't know. ...I suppose not. I'm finished now, so it doesn't really matter either way. Gerome: Because if I am bothering you, I can stand farther away. Over there, perhaps? Noire: No, no. It's okay, you don't have to... *Gerome leaves* Oh. He's gone. That's... mildly disturbing. W-wait! Could it be that someone sent him to spy on me? Because then... Oh no! [spoiler=B Support] Noire: H-hey, Gerome. Gerome: …… Noire: Um, so, are you sure you don't need anything from me? Because you're spending a lot of time just...hovering around. Gerome: I desire nothing. Noire: Oh, er, okay. Nothing on your mind at all, then. Is that right? Gerome: …… Noire: Right. That's... certainly not creepy or anything. Gerome: …… Noire: Okay, what is your deal, mister?! Gerome: Hmm? Noire: *Rage-mode* BLOOD AND THUNDER! WERE YOU SENT TO SPY ON ME OR NO? SPEAK! SPEAK BEFORE I RIP YOUR TONGUE FROM YOUR MAW! Gerome: *(O_O")* B-b-but... Noire: BWAAA HA HA HA HA! Gerome: *(O___O")* F-forgive me! I was only trying to help! I was worried about you. Noire: *reverts* ...W-worried?! Gerome: Yes! You've been working far too hard, and I was concerned for your health. Noire: So... that's why you've been hanging around like a starving vulture? Gerome: It's no secret that you possess a somewhat delicate constitution. I feared you'd work too hard, fall ill, and be unable to march with the army. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It was not my intention. Noire: Er, well, I guess you meant well... Gerome: I will leave you in peace now. Noire: …… Aw, crackers! I scared him away again! [spoiler=ASupport] Noire: Hey-ho… Oomph! Ungh… This crate's… so heavy… Gerome: Noire?! Noire: I-I've got it! Unnngh… Totally got… Uh-oh, no I don't–! Waaaaaaaaaaaargh! …Whew, I'm still standing. But I was tipping backwar– Gerome: Are you all right, Noire?! Noire: Gerome? Did you save me? Oh, wow. Y-you did, didn't you?! Oh gee,that's kind of… Ungh… Gerome: Look out! Noire: Whoops! Sorry! Guess I'm still a little light headed there. Gerome: You must stop pushing yourself so hard! You can barely walk from exhaustion! Noire: Yeah, but I didn't think it would be so hard to move a couple of crates. …Sorry you had to rescue me. Gerome: You always push hardest when you think no one is around. Noire:…Yeah, maybe. Look, I'll try to be more careful, all right? Gerome: Next time, ask for help. It benefits no one if you injure yourself. Noire: Yeesh, I know, I know… I'm sorry. Gerome: …Apologies if I spoke harshly. I'm only concerned for your well-being. Noire: Oh, it's all right. …Besides, I should apologize for calling you creepy earlier. I kind of meant it at the time, but I don't anymore. Gerome: Well, I suppose I might have come across strangely, just standing there… Noire: Great! Glad that's settled! Now I've got some crates to move! You can stay and help if you want. Just to make sure I don't… overdo it? Gerome: Of course. Noire: Hee hee! Thanks, Gerome! [spoiler=S Support] Noire: Hello again. Seems like I've been seeing a lot of you recently. Gerome: *Cough* Just wondering if there's anything I can... help you with. Noire: Gerome, you are far too kind....Actually, you really are far too kind! What are you up to? Gerome: Nothing! Noire: Are you sure? You're sure it's not actually that... You're starting to fall in love with me? Gerome: P-preposterous! Noire: Really? ...Oh. Then we'll just forget I ever said anything, okay? If I need a hand in the future, I'll ask someone else. Not fair that you always– Gerome: Wait! Noire: Hmm? Gerome: …… Noire: …… Well, come on. Out with it. I'm waiting. Gerome: You are? Noire: *Rage-mode* Gods, but you sure can be a wet fish sometimes! Gerome: *blush* I am not a wet fish! Noire: You do understand what I'm trying to get at here, don't you? I'm lining up the practice dummies! All you have to do is swing blindly! Is it really so hard to tell a girl that you like her?! Gerome: Er... Well, that is to say... Noire: *RAGE-MODE BLUSH* Come on, Gerome! Man up! Just tell me, plainly and clearly, what you think of me! Gerome: …… You see, sometimes when two people... Things happen... Stuff... *mumble* ...Okay, I like you. Noire: *reverts to normal* Really? Are you serious? Tee hee! Oh, how embarrassing! Gerome: ...B-but you made me say it! Noire: It's just so sudden! You'll give me time to think about this, won't you? Gerome: …… Are you making fun of me? Noire: Not at all! I feel overwhelmed, actually. And surprised. ...And honored. *blush* And I'm also delighted you finally managed to express yourself! So, um, you'll keep helping me out, won't you? Gerome: Of course. I don't want you dropping more crates on yourself. But I won't be lurking in the shadows anymore. I'll be right at your side. Noire: Well that would be a lovelychange of pace! Hee hee! Edited April 7, 2013 by Blumpen Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ein Posted April 4, 2013 Share Posted April 4, 2013 Virion and Nowi's supports are something. "Virion, AWAY!" will become something I say sometimes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shadykid Posted April 5, 2013 Share Posted April 5, 2013 Noire, you are not Marcia you are not allowed to say "oh, crackers!" at random obligatory "Virion, AWAY!" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Renne Posted April 5, 2013 Share Posted April 5, 2013 (edited) Search yielded no results to Maribelle x Olivia B support conversation so I'll post that one first. I can probably get A real quick too. C support was posted back in February and linked in the first post. [spoiler=MaribellexOlivia] [spoiler=C support](from first post) Olivia ONE and TWO and THREE... One more pirouette aaaaaand... Hold for applause! Yay, Olivia! Woooo! Standing ovation! Olivia's the best! Marry me, Olivia! Maribelle You dance rather well. Olivia Eeeek! Maribelle! How long have you been standing there?! Maribelle From the beginning, darling. I didn't mean to spy, but you dance was so wonderful! I just couldn't bring myself to interrupt. Olivia Oh, er, gosh. Thanks. I mean, I'm still working on the rough bits, so... Oh, gods, this is SO embarrassing. Maribelle Ha! Save the false modesty for your social betters, my dear. A working-class girl like you needs confidence above all else. Olivia Er, right... Okay. Thanks, I think? Maribelle Good heavens. Are all lowborn folk this skeptical? How can you be so bold one minute and such a quivering mess the next? Olivia Wh-what do you mean? Maribelle When you dance, you're so...daring! You stand tall and proud, completely unafraid to meet the watcher's eye. You exhibit great strength and dignity. Olivia Oh...b-b-but... Argh, stop it! This is so embarrassing! Maribelle And yet when you stop, you become this jabbering, bashful mess of insecurities. I want to see more of Olivia the Bold and less of Olivia the Mouse! Got it?! Olivia Oh, er. Yes, I'm sure you're right... I guess. But- Maribelle Ugh. Very well. If you won't do it yourself, I'll just have to aid you. You'll grow a backbone if I have to drag you there kicking and screaming! Olivia B-backbone? Maribelle Pluck! Grit! Dignity! Resolve! Pick any noun you like! Hmm... I'll have to think about the best way to whip you into shape. This may take a bit. I'll let you know when the first lesson is ready. Olivia I don't like the sound of this... [spoiler=B support]Maribelle Olivia! Olivia Eeeeek! M-Maribelle?! Maribelle Heavens! You're as twitchy as a single count in a room full of unwed dowagers. Olivia Oh, I know. I'm sorry... Maribelle Well, I suppose it's partly my fault. I do walk with dainty, stealthy steps. But never mind that. On to business! Your first lesson is about to begin. Olivia Oh, already? That was quick. So, er, what do I have to do? Maribelle I want you to initiate a conversation with a gentleman. Olivia Pfft! Is that all? That'll be easy! I talk to my fellow soldiers all the ti-- Maribelle I said a gentleman! Not some knuckle-dragging oaf from the sticks! I want you to go to town, approach the first NOBLE you see, and make his acquaintance. Olivia Huh?! N-no way! I can't talk to a stranger! Maribelle What you think you can or can't do is irrelevant. You simply must do it. I know it seems like I'm pushing you into a deep end, but it's a proven method. It's called shock therapy, and it's the latest thing in all the finest courts. Olivia B-b-b-but... Maribelle Oh, stop with the pathetic stuttering! Look, this is no picnic for me, either. I did a lot of research for your sake. Are you going to waste all my efforts? You DO want a backbone, don't you? Olivia W-well, I guess it wouldn't be so bad...if you came with me? Maribelle Darling, of course I shall accompany you! How else will I know if the deed is done? And this being your first time, a little moral support might be beneficial. So! As soon as you are ready, we shall set out for town. Olivia I c-can't believe she's making me do this... *gulp* [spoiler=A support]Maribelle Well, it seems you made friends with a gentleman. Olivia Yes, and he brought us all that tea! Plus those diamond-tipped canes. I don't know. I felt a bit guilty. Maribelle Tsk! Such things are a small price to pay for the company of two charming beauties! Olivia But boy, Chrom sure was angry when he found out, wasn't he? He said the Shepherds shouldn't be picking up strangers all over town. Maribelle I TOLD him we could handle any scallywags that came along, but he wouldn't listen. He said the sight of Shepherds brawling in the streets would hurt his cause. As if I'd gouge out someone's eyes like a common gutter rat! Honestly... Oh, well. I'm sorry, Olivia. Perhaps this was a fool's errand after all. Olivia Oh, gosh, no! Don't apologize! You were only trying to help. Maribelle Actually, there's one other thing I should apologize for. Olivia Oh? Maribelle Remember the shock therapy idea? The one that led to all this? Well, apparently this is an exercise meant for...gentleman only. Olivia So all those lines you made me say were... Maribelle Completely inappropriate for women of our station, yes. ...Especially the wolf whistles. ...And the bit about his legs "going all the way up." Olivia ...... Heh. Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha! Maribelle What's so funny? Olivia It's just that we were SO serious! We spent all that time memorizing lines! And it was completely inappropriate! Ha ha ha! How embarrassing... Maribelle It WAS rather embarrassing, wasn't it? Olivia Well, your methods were wrong, but your lesson still worked. Plus now I have this really nice cane! Say, maybe we should sneak into town and meet another noble! Chrom won't have to--- Maribelle Olivia! Olivia Hee hee! I'm just joking. Besides, I'd rather hang out with you than some stuffy noble gentleman. So then, would YOU care to join me for tea, O fairest of nobles? Methinks heaven should count its angels, for there is one standing in front of me! Those pantaloons must be made of mirrors, for I can see myse-- Maribelle ...That's enough, Olivia. It's time you started forgetting those lines. ... Still, I DO enjoy tea. And it would be childish of me to refuse your invitation. Yes, then. Let us enjoy a cup of as newfound friends! Edited April 5, 2013 by Hariti Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jakkun Posted April 5, 2013 Share Posted April 5, 2013 Dont know if this was said before, but JustOneGamr on YouTube has a decent chunk of the support conversations on his channel. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wax Colorfully Posted April 6, 2013 Share Posted April 6, 2013 With permission from Karaszure, here's the antics of the athletically challenged priest and the scaredy rabbit! It's the Brady/Yarne friendship supports! [spoiler=Brady/Yarne] [spoiler=Support C] Brady: ...... Yarne: Something wrong, Brady? Brady: Yeah, I took a jab from a spear in the last battle. Hurts like the dickens. Don't suppose you've got some secret taguel wonder medicine, eh? Yarne: I do, actually. Well, it's not taguel, but it's good stuff regardless. Brady: And it really works? You ain't yankin' ol' Brady's chain here, yeah? Yarne: It works like a charm, though it smells like rotten socks. Then again, it's a secret recipe--so rotten socks may actually be an ingredient! Brady: I'll chug soiled undies if it makes this pain go away. Thanks, rabbit! *Glug, glug, glug* Yarne: Well? How's it feel? Brady: ...Sweet thunder! I can see the wound sewin' shut before my very eyes! Yarne: Well, if you ever need more, come see me. Nobody's better stocked on medicine than a hypochondriac. Oh, and be sure to get plenty of rest, too. Maybe take it easy today? Brady: No can do. We got training exercises after this, remember? Yarne: Training or no, I'm not a fan of any activity where people swing sharp things at me. That's how accidents happen! Horrible, face-peeling accidents... And the fact that it's mostly safe also means it's slightly deadly! As the last of the taguel, I can't afford to risk it. Brady: If you go into battle without training at all, it'll be a lot more than slightly deadly! Now, c'mon! Stop flappin' yer gums and start movin' yer legs! Yarne: H-hey!, wait! I told you, I'm not... HEY! Let go! Unhand me, brute! [spoiler=Support B] Brady: YAAARNE! Yarne: Gah?! Wh-what did I do? Why are you so angry? Brady: Don't play the sap with me! What was that sorry show you put on in the last battle? Yarne: What? Er... I have no idea what you mean. Ha ha...ha... I was trying my...hardest? Brady: Aw, go suck a lemon! You never got closer than 50 paces to the enemy! The rest of us are risking our necks! If yer that useless, why not stay home?! Yarne: I am not useless! I could be really strong if I wanted to! Taguel are far better fighters than humans! You show me the enemy and I'll beat 'em! With...with one pay tied behind my back! Er...that is...if I weren't the last of my kind. I need to stay clear of danger and... You know. Stay alive. Keep the bloodline going? Brady: It's always the same load of malarkey with you, ain't it?! You brag about how great the taguel are, but you never actually fight! How do you think that makes a guy like me feel?! Huh?! I wish I could fight more than I do, but my body can't keep up! It ain't my fault I'm the least athletic guy in the history of the world... But that don't stop me from tryin'! Yarne: Brady... A-all right... Fine. Brady: "Fine," what?! Yarne: Fine, I'll show you what I can do! Next battle, I'm out there! I'll prove once and for all I'm not just some coward! Brady: Ha! If your promises were wooden nickels, I'd have a... Wait, that's not... Look, you know that means actually joinin' the front lines, yeah? I'll be watchin' to see how long it takes you to turn yellow. ...So impress me! Yarne: M-maybe I will! [spoiler=Support A] Brady: Hey, Yarne! I saw ya out there on the field! Yarne: ...And? How was I? Brady: Pretty amazin'! You really held your own! Yarne: Heh, stop! You'll make me blush! Brady: Took ya long enough to get serious, but it was worth all the badgering. Now ya just have to keep it up. No more runnin' from the front lines! Yarne: Wait, what? Brady: You're tough when you actually bother to fight, yeah? So I'm sayin' you need to make every battle a repeat of today! Yarne: Er, I don't... That was a one-time thing. I was proving a point! I thought I could go back to... you know? NOT proving a point! Brady: You realize we're still at war here, right? Don't make me slap an endangered species! Yarne: N-no wait! I just... I just think all my fallen ancestors would be angry if I risked the life of the last taguel! Brady: You're gonna have a lot more than angry ghosts to worry about here in a sec! Yarne: Gah! Quit yelling at me! You're freaking me out! Stress is bad for the heart! Are you trying to kill me?! Brady: Don't tempt me, bunny! And seriously, did you completely miss what I meant before?! Yarne: ...Did I? Brady: You want to talk about your ancestors? Fine! Let's take a look! Yarne: Huh? Brady: The taguel are natural borne fighters, yeah? So what does that tell ya? They've been fightin' for generations! They valued strength above all in their partners! Fightin' ain't just how they survived, it's who they were! It's your heritage! As the last inheritor of that legacy, ain't it your job to make sure THAT don't die?! Yarne: ...... Brady: Whew... Got a little hot, under the collar there. Yarne: ...But you're right. I guess somewhere along the way, I lost sight of what I was trying to protect. No more running, I'll muster up my courage and face life head-on! ...Ish. Brady: THAT'S IT! IT'S SLAPPIN' TIME! Yarne: H-hey, I'm not going to change into a whole new person overnight! I'll give it my best shot, but I'm sure there will still be times I want to run and hide. Brady: Well, I guess I can stick around to light a fire under that tail of yours when ya do! Yarne: Thanks, Brady! I'll be counting on you to do just that! Brady: Oh, it'll be my pleasure, rabbit. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AstroknighticalFeats Posted April 7, 2013 Share Posted April 7, 2013 (edited) Maribelle x Gregor, courtesy of justonegamr. If it's not showing the video, I have no idea why it isn't. Edited April 8, 2013 by Blumpen Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedStar Posted April 9, 2013 Share Posted April 9, 2013 Maribelle x Gregor, courtesy of justonegamr. If it's not showing the video, I have no idea why it isn't. And that's how Brady was born! Just like his old man,and easily mistaken bandit! Finally decide to stop being lazy and do this! My last support, The young farmer with lots of potential but doesn't believe in it and the ace Pegasus knight that doesn't think high of her skills. [spoiler=DonnelxCordelia] [spoiler=c] D:The sun is gold, them clouds is white! *music note* Land's far below, 'cause I'm in flight! *music note* C:I never thought to hear that song sung by a simple villager. D:Hey, Cordelia! Reckon ya know that song too, huh? C:Any pegasus knight worth her wings knows that one, Donnel. But I had always thought it was nearly unknown outside the order. D:A lady visited my village-donkey's years ago, it was-and taught me the words. I confess I don't really get what it's about, exactly... But it's a rousin' tune what makes me think of bravery and valiant derrin'-do! C:Well, it IS about bravery. It celebrates the exploits of one of history's greatest pegasus knights. D:Well, ain't that somethin'? C:Yes. She lived back in the legendary times of the first exalt of Ylisse. She was his greatest knight and his most stalwart defender. She watched over him like the sun itself, swooping down to dispatch foes. The slow, heavy knights feared her aerial dance most of all. At night they huddled together and told tales of a death-dealing lance from the sky. D:Gosh! She sounds mighty impressive. C:Oh, she was. But she was more than just a warrior. She had the courage of a demon, yes, but the heart of an angel. They say the people loved her even more than she loved the exalt. In fact, for every foe she defeated, she won two more to her side with her charisma. D:Golly! Tough as a badger, but charmin' as an old fox! Reckon I can see why they wrote such a fine song for her. C:They built statues, too-one of which still stands in the Ylissean capital. I could take you there to see if after the war if you would like. D:Ya bet yet gold teeth I would! It's a date, Cordelia! [spoiler=B] D:Cordelia, I was hopin' ya might spin me more yarns 'bout that pegasus knight. C:Heh. Seems like I piqued your curiosity. Piqued it and pricked it, too! I think I'm fallin' in love with her! Well, keep this under your hat, but it's long been my dream to become just like her. I'm truly delighted that you're as interested in her life as I am! ...Although needless to say, I'm nowhere close to realizing my dream. They'd probably laugh me out of the Shepherds if they knew. D:She must'a been mighty special if a gal as amazin' as you can't meassure up. C:Oh, I'm not amazing, Donnel. I'm actually a very ordinary knight and woman. D:Aw, donkey dung! You're amazin' in more ways than I could ever count! C:Stop that. You shouldn't try to flatter me-charming though it may be. D:I ain't flatterin' ya, Cordelia! Cross my heart and hope to spit! And to prove it, I'm gonna start listin' 10 good things about ya every day! C:Er, every day? D:Yep! Monday to Sunday, no days off! C:Well, this should be amusing. I wonder how long you'll last. D:Oh, just you wait. I can do this for ages! [spoiler=A] D:Welp, let's see... Beautiful, kind, strong, wise... Um, beautiful... C:You said beautiful twice. Not mention, you've listed all those other things before as well. D:W-wait! I ain't done yet! Mmm...thinkin' hard... Mmmmnnn... Ya got a huge nose! C:...That's not a compliment. D:It ain't? C:Look, just admit that you've run out of good things to say about me. I'm still impressed you mangaged to keep it going for so long. I'm starting to think that perhaps I AM a little bit amazing! D:I told ya that already! Loads'a times! Fact is, the more I get to know ya, the more amazin' I think ya are. C:WEll, I've never been quite so flattered in my life, that's for sure. ...And as a little thank-you gift, I made you this. D:What is it? A letter? C:We've been spending a lot of time together, and I've grown to know you quite well. So I drew up my own list, for you. D:Gosh! That's a lot of writin'! ...Them's all my good points? C:Oh, no. Those are your faults. D:...Oh. Ain't quite what I was expectin'. but...Hmmm... Yup. Okay, I see... Yikes, there's a second page...And a third!? C:Flattery is all well and good, but we must know our faults if we want to grow. So i made this list to help you, and I want you to do the same for me. Then I can fix my weaknesses and make myself a new pegasus knight of legend! D:Well, if that's what ya want, I reckon I'll give it my best. But I've gotta warn ya, it ain't gonna be easy findin' fault with you! [spoiler=S] D:*Cough* Er, Cordelia? C:Yes, Donnel. What is it? D:It's about that list ya asked me to make. The one about yer bad points? Well, I, er...thought up a couple'a things. C:Excellent! Come then, show them to me. ...Ah, yes, good. You have quite a lot. D:Yeah, but actually... That ain't why I wanted to talk at ya. C:Oh? D:What I'm really here for is to give ya this here ring. C:Oh, What's it for? D:Well, I guess I'm hopin' you'll wear it. I 've been spendin' a lot of time thinkin' about ya. Both good points and bad. And frankly, I ain't had much time lately to do anythin' else. C:...Ah. I think I understand now. This is an engagement ring, isn't it? D:Yep. C:Well, what a coincidence. I have something for you, too. D:Ya do? C:Let me just grab it right... Oof! ...Here. D:Creepin' carrots, this is heavy! How much paper ya use in this stack? C:I've spent a great deal of time listing your good and bad points. That's my final report. D:Gosh! Ya came up with way more stuff than the last time... S'pose I got a whole mess'a things to fix this time, huh? C:Quite a few, yes. I don't believe in sugarcoating the truth, as you know. D:Aw, horse pucky! What'n the heck was I thinkin'? I'm just some dumb farm boy what tried to marry a pegasus knight! C:Oh, dear. IT seems I missed one of your faults. Here, give me that. I'll just write it in on the last page... "Comes to hasty conclusions." D:...Reckon I'm a hair confused. C:Oh, I already have "easily confused." It's back on page 19. But anyway, what makes you think I'm turning down your proposal? D:Ain't it obvious? Look at this huge list of stuff about me about what needs fixin'! C:When you were thinking of my faults and strengths, you fell in love with me. ...Right? Well, I think the same thing happened to me when I was making your lists. D:And you started likin' me in spite'a all...THIS? C:I did indeed. And so, Donnel, yes. I accept your proposal. D:Yeeeeee-haw! C:Of course, once we're married, we'll likely have to expand these lists a great deal. Getting to know you will be an adventure-I'll have to remember to sharpen my quill! D:Er, yeah. An adventure! ...Definitely. Ha ha...yeargh. I don't know why, but I really do like this pairing. (I'll still do this pairing if my current play through was not female...and marrying Donnel.) (Severa has inherited the confidence problem of both parents!) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VincentASM Posted April 9, 2013 Share Posted April 9, 2013 Not sure if anybody's brought this up, but would anybody be interested in copying the supports here to SF's wiki? Don't worry if you don't have any wiki-editing experience or aren't sure how to do it; I'll try my best to instruct you ^^ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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