Awakening Supports/Gregor Owain(PC)
C Support
Owain:
A foul sense hangs in the air... My sword arm throbs dully! Hngh?! Wh-what's this? Blood...raging! ...A different sort of blood rage than usual!
Gregor:
Er, everything is all right, no?
Owain:
STAY BACK, FATHER! You mustn't come any closer!
Gregor:
Why? Are you contagious? You have terrible disease?
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!
Gregor:
Gregor is confused. Are you under control of evil spirit? Did someone make with the cursing of 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!
Gregor:
Gya! Stay put, boy! Gregor go and fetch 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 to get Mother?! Suddenly I don't feel so well...
B Support
Owain:
Um... You're not still upset, are you?
Gregor:
Of course Gregor upset! You make with the moaning and the shouting out of blue! Your mother and Gregor very scared! *Sigh* Look, Gregor is glad you are safe, yes? But why you yell like madman? 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!
Gregor:
Ugh. And you speak such lines without feeling ashamed? Gregor not understand this.
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...
Gregor:
Well, future where people talk like Owain make Gregor feel— ...OWAIN! LOOKING OUT!
Owain:
What?!
Gregor:
...Grah!
Owain:
Your shoulder! Father, you're hit!
Gregor:
Nngh... Archers...in trees... They try to kill you... But Gregor never let them hurt son... We are outnumbered... We must be getting out of here! Now GO!
Owain:
R-right!
Gregor:
We finally lost them... We should be safe here.
Owain:
Gods, not again...
Gregor:
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...
Gregor:
This how what happens?
Owain:
*Sob* Oh, Father... *sniff*
Gregor:
Owain? Owain, you are crying, yes? What is happened? Is something 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.
Gregor:
All right. Gregor will be here.
A Support
Owain:
Father, how's the shoulder?
Gregor:
Ha! It was just minor scratch. See? All healed.
Owain:
Good. I don't know what I'd do if...if I got you killed again.
Gregor:
Is that what this about? Gregor die protecting you in horrible 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!
Gregor:
At least it sound like Gregor die with no regrets.
Owain:
So yes, that's why when I saw you took a hit for me, I...I lost control. All those feelings of guilt and shame returned. I just couldn't stand it.
Gregor:
Gregor so sorry to dredge up all those painful memories. But more than that, Gregor sorry he left you all alone in 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.
Gregor:
Wait. So all this talk about having blood of heroes in you... You talking of mother and Gregor? Owain, Gregor is very touch— ...Wait. Why does OUR blood rage and boil at dropping of the hat? Lissa and Gregor not type to have such unruly fluids...
Owain:
Well, yes, the part about my blood raging may have been for...dramatic effect.
Gregor:
...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!
Gregor:
...Many thanks, Owain. But you carry more than just Gregor's blood! You've done many good things. Gregor and the Lissa are so very proud of everything you've become.
Owain:
Aw, thanks! But... Hnngh... This sensation... B-blood...boiling once again... The fiery pride in your bosom has sparked the tinder of my soul and set me ablaze!
Gregor:
Heh. Well, it nice to see son is back to usual wacky self, at least...
