Awakening Supports/Avatar(M) Libra
C Support
Libra:
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Robin:
Oh, hello, Libra. What are you up to?
Libra:
I'm drawing a picture.
Robin:
Whoa, that's very good! Great shading, exquisite detail, and through it all, an air of melancholy... It's very like you.
Libra:
Melancholy? Truly?
Robin:
I don't mean that in a bad way! Actually, you should probably just ignore me... I know very little when it comes to fine art.
Libra:
Well, to be honest, I don't know much about it either.
Robin:
Really? But you're so talented!
Libra:
I've been told my pictures are technically proficient, but lack artistic soul.
Robin:
Poppycock! I mean look at this sketch—it's BURSTING with soul! I bet whoever told you that was simply jealous of your talent.
Libra:
Well, I appreciate the sentiment. Here, you can have this if you like it so much.
Robin:
Are you sure? You didn't draw it on commission or anything?
Libra:
I don't ever do drawings on request. ...No exceptions.
Robin:
Well, if it's not meant for anyone else, then yes, I'll gladly accept. Thank you.
B Support
Robin:
Tsk! I just can't get this color right.
Libra:
Er, Robin? You have paint on your cheek. ...And your chin. ...AND behind your ear.
Robin:
Oh, er, so I do. Whoops!
Libra:
Are you trying your hand at painting?
Robin:
Yes! Seeing your drawing has inspired me to take up the palette myself... But, I fear I'm wasting my time. Just look at this muddy slop! Clearly when the gods distributed artistic talent, I was in the outhouse.
Libra:
The gods would have waited for you, I'm sure. But let's take a look... Oh...dear. Er, it's a portrait of Lissa, is that right? You picked an odd color for her face... And the left eye is rather...oblong. Still, a fine first effort! We can't expect to be perfect straightaway.
Robin:
...It's a pegasus. And it's NOT my first try. It's my 100th.
Libra:
Oh. ...Oh, dear.
Robin:
You don't have to say anything. I can see it in your face—I should just give up.
Libra:
N-no, I wouldn't go that far!
Robin:
I would. Still, this little experiment helps me realize just how talented YOU are. I look at that picture you gave me every day, you know?
Libra:
Not EVERY day, surely?
Robin:
Each night before I sleep! It fills me with a wonderful sense of peace. I'm always worried it'll get damaged when we march, so I pack it very carefully.
Libra:
You're the first person who's ever valued one of my works so highly. And though pride be a sin, I'm...pleased that you treasure it so.
A Support
Robin:
*Sigh*
Libra:
What's wrong, Robin? You seem most upset.
Robin:
I am, Libra. I am... That wonderful drawing you gave me was torn to shreds. It's ruined completely.
Libra:
During the last battle, I assume? When we were suddenly forced to break camp?
Robin:
Yes, exactly. I had no time to pack it away properly, and so... Oh, I miss it already...
Libra:
Don't get upset, Robin. I can draw you another one.
Robin:
But you said you never draw pictures by request. Remember?
Libra:
For you, I will be delighted to make an exception!
Robin:
Really? Oh, thank you! What will it be?!
Libra:
Well, I haven't thought about it. What kind of picture would you like?
Robin:
How about a self-portrait?
Libra:
Er, you want to hang a picture of me on your tent wall? The picture that you look at every night before sleeping?
Robin:
Why not? You are one of my closest friends, after all. Is that a problem?
Libra:
Well, it's just that the last time I did a self-portrait, everyone thought it was a woman. Even after I specifically tried to play up my more manly features...
Robin:
That...must have been embarrassing.
Libra:
Well, not that it matters. It's hardly my fault if people can't see the blindingly obvious, is it?
Robin:
Er, right. So, no self-portraits... How about a portrait of me, then? It can be a keepsake for when I get old, to remind me I was once young and handsome!
Libra:
A most challenging request, but I will pray that Naga guide my hand!
Robin:
Er, someone less understanding could take that the wrong way, you know...
