Awakening Supports/Gregor Noire(PC)

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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. Every time 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*


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:
FOOL! 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*


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!