Awakening Supports/Morgan(F) Nah
C Support
Nah:
Hah! ...Yah! ...Shah! ...Hrah!
Morgan:
Um...are you all right, Nah? You've been clapping your hands over your head for a while now.
Nah:
Oh! Morgan, I was... I was hoping no one would see me. I'm training in secret to overcome my one critical weakness.
Morgan:
You have a weakness? Seriously? But, um, you're a dragon. How can you have a weakness?
Nah:
Unfortunately, there is a rare subset of weapons that are a bane to my kind... Wyrmslayers.
Morgan:
Oh, right! The swords said to cleave even the mighty scales of a manakete.
Nah:
Correct. So to defend against it, I'm training in the art of blade grasping.
Morgan:
Blade what-ing?
Nah:
Grasping. It's a foreign technique used by the greatest of swordmasters. You stop the opponent's sword midswing by clasping it between your open palms.
Morgan:
That seems really...hard. Like impossible hard. Still, I guess it would be a pretty good way to stop a Wyrmslayer, if you could.
Nah:
Yes, I know. But I'm having a difficult time figuring it out. Maybe I just don't have what it takes...
Morgan:
No, Nah! It's way too early to give up on something so completely awesome! In fact, I'm gonna help you train!
Nah:
Huh? Really?
Morgan:
I don't know much about swordplay, but two heads are better than one, right? Just let me know what I can do!
Nah:
Thanks, Morgan! That's very generous of you. Okay, then. Why don't you attack me, and I'll try to catch your strike.
Morgan:
All right, got it! We'll start with a bare-handed chop. Ready? ...Yah!
Nah:
Ow! That hurt!
Morgan:
Aah! Sorry! I'm sorry, Nah!
Nah:
If I can't even stop that, it's going to be a long time before I'm stopping swords...
Morgan:
You'll get it. I'm sure of it! Just take it one step at a time. Together, we'll be unstoppable!
Nah:
Aw, thanks, Morgan!
B Support
Morgan:
Hyah!
Nah:
Hah! Caught it!
Morgan:
I'd say you're about ready to graduate from standard chops. That's ten in a row!
Nah:
Yay!
Morgan:
How about this? ...Yah!
Nah:
Hah! ...Muh?! Wait, what happened? Did I miss? ...Gah!
Morgan:
Oops! You all right? That one kinda snuck past, huh?
Nah:
No fair, Morgan. You swung a second AFTER shouting!
Morgan:
Well, there's no guarantee that your enemy will always play fair, is there?
Nah:
Urk... No, I suppose not.
Morgan:
...... SNEAK ATTACK!
Nah:
Wha—Yah! ...H-hey! I caught it!
Morgan:
Whoa! That was amazing! You're getting really good at this!
Nah:
And you're getting really sneaky!
Morgan:
But you still caught it! You've got the reflexes of a master, Nah!
Nah:
Although my head's still pounding from all the beatings it took to get there...
Morgan:
Still, I'd say you've cleared this stage. Next, let's work on switching things up like I did just now.
Nah:
It's tough to judge the other person's timing with no clear warning.
Morgan:
But in real combat situations, you'll need to make those judgments on the fly. Why don't we up the stakes a bit and have me start swinging a heavy tome!
Nah:
Eep... That sounds a lot more painful than a bare-handed chop.
Morgan:
That's the point! It'll be a good incentive.
Nah:
Also, is it okay to be smacking me in the face with a magical tome?
Morgan:
This is serious training! ...The tomes will understand.
Nah:
...Erm, all right. Go for it, then!
Morgan:
Here comes!
Nah:
Ready!
A Support
Morgan:
Yaaah!
Nah:
Hah! ...Caught it!
Morgan:
Wow, that was perfect! You could stop a tome in your sleep by now, Nah! Congratulations!
Nah:
Come at me anytime, anywhere!
Morgan:
Anywhere? Hmm... Then let's change things up again with... THIS!
Nah:
Hnngh! OW, Morgan! Why did you throw the book at my gut?!
Morgan:
It's a legitimate combat scenario! You need to be ready for arrows and other flying junk, too.
Nah:
Morgan, it's called BLADE grasping! You're missing the point! Besides, I'm only worried about a Wyrmslayer here. Nobody's crazy enough to take a sword that rare and just chuck it at someone!
Morgan:
Ah, right. Sorry. I guess I lost track of what we were doing here for a sec. ...Actually, wait a second. Nah, I'm just realizing this now, but...
Nah:
Hmm?
Morgan:
When you're in your dragon form...you have those short little arms, right? Can they even reach over your head?
Nah:
What?! They... I...
Morgan:
...They're short, aren't they? ...By about four feet.
Nah:
...If not more. Wow, that's depressing. All those bumps on the noggin for nothing...
Morgan:
Aww, don't get so down. We'll just find another way! As long as we keep looking, we'll find a way to keep you safe from a Wyrmslayer!
Nah:
...Right. You're right. I'll keep thinking. Thank you, Morgan. It's great having a friend who's always so optimistic.
Morgan:
Ha! That's about my only virtue, but thanks! So buck up, little camper! We'll beat this thing yet!
Nah:
Right! Thanks, Morgan!
