Awakening Supports/Lucina Kjelle

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C Support

Kjelle:
Ah! There she is. Are you free, Lucina?

Lucina:
Hello, Kjelle. What did you need?

Kjelle:
A sympathetic ear. I've been challenging everyone in camp to sparring matches. ...What a pathetic lot! None of them can even land a blow on me... It's a bit of a disappointment.

Lucina:
Is that really a surprise? I suspect very few are a fair match for you in a duel.

Kjelle:
You flatter me. Hmmm... I bet you would offer more of a challenge! Heh, in fact you'd likely wipe the floor with my corpse!

Lucina:
I hardly think that's the case.

Kjelle:
Trust me, I can tell. You're strong. In fact, I bet the two of us could win this war all by ourselves.

Lucina:
That's a bit excessive, isn't it?

Kjelle:
Big armies are inefficient. They take too long to react, and they lack agility. Surely you've heard tales of the ancient days, before the Hero-King Marth? They say one of his ancestors fought back a great evil single-handedly! Perhaps we'd do well to take a lesson from him—form an elite band of fighters.

Lucina:
I'll grant you that small forces do have their advantages.

Kjelle:
Big organizations mean bureaucracy and bloat. Besides, half of any larger army is just cannon fodder.

Lucina:
I'll not think of any of our men as sacrificial lambs, and neither would Chrom, Kjelle. Still, it's true that uniting a large group of people under a single cause is difficult. More so than I had imagined... And I agree it's important to hone one's abilities as an individual.

Kjelle:
Ha! I knew you'd understand! We're a matched pair after all.

Lucina:
I do feel, however, that your views are too extreme.

Kjelle:
We'll crush them all! Slash them to bi— Er, sorry. Did you say something?

Lucina:
...I rest my case.

B Support

Kjelle:
Hey, Lucina. Are you hungry? I thought the two of us might have lunch.

Lucina:
I would enjoy dining with you, Kjelle, but why just the two of us?

Kjelle:
Because it's no fun eating with a bunch of puny weaklings. Am I right?

Lucina:
...Everyone in this camp is equally our ally, are they not?

Kjelle:
Sure, but some are more equal than others. Especially when it comes to fighting! ...What, you don't want to eat with me? Is that it?

Lucina:
Please do not mistake my meaning. We've known each other since we were children—I consider you a close friend.

Kjelle:
Thanks, Lucina! I feel the same.

Lucina:
Then, as my friend, perhaps you'll indulge me by inviting the others to join us?

Kjelle:
*Sigh* Fine. Just don't be surprised when they surrender to a bowl of pudding. Shall we then?

Lucina:
Yes. And thank you, Kjelle.

A Support

Kjelle:
Hey, Lucina! Free for dinner tonight?

Lucina:
I'm sorry. I promised my father I would dine with him this evening.

Kjelle:
Heh. Not much I can do if ol' Chrom wants to see you, huh? He's got me beat.

Lucina:
Beat at what?

Kjelle:
Well, he's about the strongest man in this army, isn't he? I don't see much of a chance of beating him in single combat, so I'll cede this round.

Lucina:
...Just how do you imagine social affairs work?

Kjelle:
If someone's stronger than me, they get my respect. And if they're weaker than me, I don't waste my time. That's all I'm saying...

Lucina:
Confidence and a competitive spirit are healthy traits in any warrior. But you take it too far, Kjelle. I worry that you isolate yourself...

Kjelle:
What's wrong with appreciating strength? You're strong, and I respect that about you. It drew me to you, and now we're friends. Isn't that a good thing?

Lucina:
But consider the opposite case. Would you never befriend someone weaker than you?

Kjelle:
...Why would I?

Lucina:
We're not gladiators fighting for coin, Kjelle. We're at war! Yes, we ought push ourselves to grow as individuals, but in the end we are a team! We must join together as a whole, each of us supporting the other. That is the only way this war will be won.

Kjelle:
I understand your thinking, but... Gods, just thinking about those weaklings makes my stomach churn! I see them rolling around the battlefield, mewling like kittens and... Ugh!

Lucina:
Then let us do it your way. I challenge you to a duel!

Kjelle:
Er, what?

Lucina:
If you beat me, I will acknowledge your philosophy as the truth. Should you wish it, the two of us can leave this army and form our own force. But if I win, you must swear to acknowledge your allies as equals. Strong and weak, warrior and healer alike. We face the enemy as one! United we stand, divided—

Kjelle:
Okay, enough! I yield! ...You win.

Lucina:
...Huh?

Kjelle:
I know better than to fight you when you have that look in your eye! ...Plus, your speech had my stomach churning even more than the weaklings.

Lucina:
Then you'll do as I've asked?

Kjelle:
Indeed. I'm sorry, Lucina. I know at times my ego can be difficult to deal with. I may be strong, but I am very aware I'm not strong enough to win a war alone.

Lucina:
I'm pleased to hear it.

Kjelle:
I still think strength is important! That's not changing. But maybe it's time I started being more...inclusive?

Lucina:
Oh? What did you have in mind?

Kjelle:
Yes, I'll train the rest of this sorry lot until they meet my standards!

Lucina:
Excellent! I'm sure the others will be thrilled to have your help in training.

Kjelle:
We'll get a tougher fighting force, and I won't have to look at weaklings all day! It's a win-win arrangement!

Lucina:
Assuming everyone is able to keep up with your training...

Kjelle:
As you said, we're all equals. No exceptions, no special treatment! It's time these Shepherds were truly run through their paces! Now, a daily 10-mile run would be a good start. Then perhaps...100 log-lifts? 200?

Lucina:
Perhaps this wasn't such a grand idea after all...