Awakening Supports/Morgan(F) Brady

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C Support

Morgan:
Hey now, if it isn't Mr. Brady!

Brady:
Yeah? What do you want?

Morgan:
Oh, nothing! Just saying hi!

Brady:
Huh. Right. And just what were you doing, skulking about out here?

Morgan:
Skulking? Really, Brady, I was just picking a spot for a little afternoon nap in the sun. Or I would be if the sun came out. ...C'mon already, sun!

Brady:
Yeesh. Must be nice, not having a care in the world.

Morgan:
I've got my share of worries, same as the next person. Well, I did... I mean, I probably did? I assume I did at some point...

Brady:
If you gotta ASSUME that you did, then ya DON'T! Must be nice havin' all your troubles and painful memories wiped clean. Now that head of yours is all puppies and rainbows and unicorns all the time.

Morgan:
Yup! Pretty much!

Brady:
Aw, you're shinin' me on. Ain't no way an amnesiac can be that bubbly!

Morgan:
Well, yeah, I lost my memory, but I still have my father.

Brady:
Yeah, well... Just don't go thinkin' I trust you or anythin', understand?

Morgan:
What?! Why not? That's terrible!

Brady:
Because you could be an enemy spy, that's why not!

Morgan:
A spy? That's ridiculous! ......

Brady:
......

Morgan:
But hey, I guess I can't blame you.

Brady:
Wha—?!

Morgan:
Well, when you put it that way, with my convenient amnesia and all... I guess I am pretty suspicious! Ha ha ha!

Brady:
Aw, go suck a lemon!

B Support

Brady:
*Huff* *pant*

Morgan:
Brady, are you all right?

Brady:
Oh, it's...you... G-go away... *pant*

Morgan:
Just finished group maneuvers, eh? You look and sound exhausted.

Brady:
I'm f-fine!

Morgan:
I dunno. You look pretty pale.

Brady:
I s-said I'm FINE!

Morgan:
But you don't look fine, is the thing. Want me to rub your back for a bit?

Brady:
You'd like that, wouldn't you? You spy! But, oh no! Brady ain't letting you anywhere near his back!

Morgan:
I thought you started out as a priest, no? Shouldn't you be a little better at taking care of yourself?

Brady:
Hey, gimme a break! The point of being a priest is healing other people, not yourself! It's about sacrifice and all that malarkey. You're supposed to put yourself last!

Morgan:
Yeah, but if you pass out on the field, you're no use to anybody. You need to look out for yourself some if you want to help others, right?

Brady:
Q-quiet, you! Who asked you, anyway?!

Morgan:
Okay, okay! Don't go making yourself even more out of breath. Just stay put for a second. I'll get you some water.

Brady:
I ain't drinkin' nothin' you give me! And I never asked for your help, so make like bad pants and butt out! *Huff* *pant* *wheeeeze*

Morgan:
Oh, Brady...

A Support

Morgan:
Braaaaaady... Brady-Brady!

Brady:
Ugh, not her again...

Morgan:
What? Why are you running?! Waaait for meeeeee! ...Ha-hah! Caught ya!

Brady:
Gah! What is with you, you crazy dame?!

Morgan:
I brought you a very special gift today!

Brady:
Eh?!

Morgan:
The perfect panacea for the 90-pound weakling! Ambrosia to the anemic! All in the latest thrilling installment of Morgan's Adventures in Nutrition!

Brady:
What, uh... What IS that red sludgy muck, exactly?

Morgan:
Lifeblood drained from a fell viper! It's sure to put the sheen back in your scales!

Brady:
Swear to Naga, if you get that stuff near me, I'll give ya what for!

Morgan:
But wait! There's more! Ta-daaah! Check it out! Bear gizzards! Put the stuff of bears in you! It's gotta be strong because, hey, BEARS! ...Am I right?!

Brady:
No way I'm touching that, neither!

Morgan:
Aww, no need to be shy just because they're exotic delicacies. This one's on the house!

Brady:
That ain't what I'm worried about! And stay back! Stay ba—lrghlrghlrgh?!

Morgan:
There's a nice Brady. Drink up now! Every...last...drop. Ooh, yeah! Feel those supercharged bear guts slip down the ol' gullet! And don't forget to wash it down with a tall glass of snake! Mmm, taste that predator!

Brady:
B-B-BLEAAARGLE! *cough* *hack!*

Morgan:
Well? Does it feel like it's working?

Brady:
*Cough* Even if it did, it ain't gonna work THAT fast! And just where do you get off thinkin' you can just— Huh?

Morgan:
Hmm? Brady? Something wrong?

Brady:
Wh-what? What's going on?! I feel... I feel power welling up inside me! It's floodin' every inch of my body!

Morgan:
Now that's what I call fast acting!

Brady:
Amazing! I feel...healthy. Weirdly healthy! My body's not used to feeling this spry! This is... Wow! This feels incredible! Uh, thanks, Morgan. Really, thanks! I, uh... I guess I was wrong about you...

Morgan:
You're welcome!

Brady:
Hey, uh...sorry for all the hullabaloo earlier, yeah? I got all hung up on thinking you was a spy or something. What a loon I was!

Morgan:
Aw, everybody makes mistakes! Don't even worry about it.

Brady:
Well, if you're sure, then thanks. But boy howdy, you really do live in your own world, don't you? Guess all the goofball antics and meddling is sincere. You really do mean well!

Morgan:
Of course! I may not have my memories, but I can still be myself, and that's just who I am! At least, I'm pretty sure? Ha ha ha! Who knows, right? Oh, I slay me!

Brady:
Heh, you're one crazy number, Morg. But, yeah...in a good way.

S Support

Brady:
Hey, uh, Morgan?

Morgan:
Something wrong, Brady? Not feeling well again?

Brady:
Nah, I feel fine. Great, actually, ever since you force-fed me horrible, horrible things.

Morgan:
Something else you need, then? Ooh! Maybe a limerick? There once was a man from Ylisse! Whose knickers were ever so—

Brady:
Er, no. That ain't it. I just... I wanted to apologize for doubting you all this time.

Morgan:
You already did apologize, silly!

Brady:
Yeah, but I wanted to do it again! I just wasn't sure it took last time.

Morgan:
Oh, you worry too much! And you weren't wrong to doubt me. Anyone would, given my circumstances.

Brady:
Eh, not quite anyone...

Morgan:
Hmm?

Brady:
If our roles was switched, you never would'a doubted me for a second. You'd have welcomed me with open arms. I'm sure of it...

Morgan:
Hmm... Yeah, I guess I would, huh? But that's just because I'm so spacey.

Brady:
No, it ain't! It's 'cause you're so kind!

Morgan:
Oh? Is that so?

Brady:
Look, I can't really explain it, but... Over the course of talking with you, and the chaos and the running and the whatnot... I kept picking up this thread of...kindness? Just real honest-like, ya know? Anyway, it made me... I don't know. I guess I kinda fell for ya, Morg.

Morgan:
Oh...Brady!

Brady:
No, I know! I know! This whole time, I been sayin' these terrible things to you! I swear, I'll make it all up to ya. Just gimme a chance! Please, doll! Lemme love ya!

Morgan:
*Sniff*... I... I don't... I mean... *sniffle*

Brady:
Huh? This, uh... This wasn't supposed to be one of them terrible things I said. ...C'mon, you're makin' me want to turn on the waterworks here, too!

Morgan:
I... *sniff* I can't...h-h-help it... I'm just so... So... Sooooo happy!

Brady:
What?! Y-you are? You sure got an odd way of showin' it!

Morgan:
I always wanted you to like me... That's why I kept my smile on, even... *sniff* Even when you were cold to me! Now, I... I... Oh, Brady! *sob*

Brady:
Gah! I'm sorry! I was a real Melvin, I know! Just please stop with the crying!

Morgan:
I'm...s-sorry... I'll stop... Just as soon as I'm not soooooo happyyyyyy! *sob*

Brady:
Oh, brother... I guess when you're this happy all the time, special occasions mean big meltdowns... This is going to take some gettin' used to, but if you're happy, then I'm happy!