Awakening Supports/Owain Morgan(M)

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C Support

Owain:
Ah ha! I've found you, Morgan!

Morgan:
What? What's wrong? Has something happened?

Owain:
Aye, the second I saw you, something happened! I knew you for my one and only rival!

Morgan:
Beg your pardon?

Owain:
My soul sensed your powerful aura, and at once realized our cosmic incongruity!

Morgan:
Wow, I...must not have noticed.

Owain:
You are the only one who could ever stand as my equal in battle. Now...ANSWER MY CALL!

Morgan:
I'm still not sure what you're talking about, but you sound absolutely convinced. And to be honest, I find myself...intrigued. Even though it makes no earthly sense. I can't see how any self-respecting warrior could turn away such fiery passion.

Owain:
Just so, my eternal ally-versary!

Morgan:
Yes, it's so clear to me now. So obvious! Truly, we were fated to clash as rivals!

Owain:
The gauntlet is thrown! Let our extremely protracted duel to the death begin! But let us not, in our haste for glory, forget to observe the one sacred rule of combat! ...When I'm shouting a move name, you have to wait for me to finish. I shall extend the same courtesy to you, as a fellow brother of the Justice Cabal.

Morgan:
I agree to your terms, mortal foe! ...Though I doubt the enemies I've encountered would be quite so patient.

Owain:
I fear the scum you've faced are berserkers, their honor lost to blood madness!

Morgan:
I never knew...

Owain:
Now, let us begin... Have at you, sir!

Morgan:
Face me if you dare!

B Support

Owain:
Come, my ordained ally-versary! Let our battle cries rend the very heavens above!

Morgan:
May the song of our crossing blades echo unto eternity!

Owain:
I shall be the first to strike! Radiaaant...DAAAAAAAAAWN!

Morgan:
Too slow! I parry with ease!

Owain:
Y-you do?!

Morgan:
Is that all you've got, fiend?!

Owain:
Impossible! How could he have defeated my ultimate special move?!

Morgan:
Ha ha! My turn! Flamingo...PUUUUUUUNCH!

Owain:
I don't even need to dodge such a pathetic fireball. I deflect it back at you! KA-PWING!

Morgan:
Waugh?!

Owain:
Heh heh. Child's play.

Morgan:
But...how?! How did he return my arcane magic?!

Owain:
It seems we're at a stalemate, my rival. Till next the fated hour is tolled!

Morgan:
I'll not let you off so easy next time! I swear it! I SWEEEEEEEAR!

Owain:
......

Morgan:
......

Owain:
Ah ha ha ha ha ha!

Morgan:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Owain:
That. Was. AMAZING!

Morgan:
Oh my gosh, right?! You were great, Owain!

Owain:
Hardly! For being new to this, you nearly blew me away!

Morgan:
Please, you're too modest. I'm nowhere near as good as you. I'm surprised how much fun it is to think this stuff up on the fly.

Owain:
And it only gets better from here! So...same time next week?

Morgan:
Sure! I can't wait!

A Support

Owain:
The bell tolls for thee, Morgan. The fated hour is upon us. I ready my true ultimate move...

Morgan:
Actually, can you hold that thought for just a minute, Owain?

Owain:
Craven! You would flee from this sacred duel?!

Morgan:
No, no, I'm all set to go. I just thought I'd go invite some of the others, too.

Owain:
The...others?

Morgan:
Sure! Games like these are best in groups. The more the merrier, right?

Owain:
...A game? A GAME?! You dare insult the sacred affairs of the fated hour?! You dare compare our battle to the capering of fools upon a gilded stage?!

Morgan:
No! I have nothing but respect for it! It always picks me up on slow days.

Owain:
That is so not the point, Morgan!

Morgan:
It isn't? I don't understand.

Owain:
Oh, forget it. Just...forget it. And besides, the others wouldn't come anyway. They all treat me like an idiot when I make up moves.

Morgan:
I've certainly never heard anyone say anything.

Owain:
Trust me. They think I'm just a big kid. That's why I chose you as my rival. You take me seriously!

Morgan:
Owain, I'm sorry. I didn't mean any disrespect by it.

Owain:
No, it's fine. I know I'm pathetic. Just forget I said anything, all right?

Morgan:
I don't think so.

Owain:
What? Why not?

Morgan:
Because it makes me happy to hear you speak from the heart. We may be eternal rivals, but we're friends first and last. You can tell me anything!

Owain:
You... You mean that?

Morgan:
Of course! If I can withstand your Nephenee's Lance attack, I think I can handle your feelings.

Owain:
I still call no fair on that. I totally had you.

Morgan:
Ha ha! You're dreaming. You've always been a dreamer, Owain. Everybody loves that about you. And they respect you for marching to the beat of your own drum.

Owain:
I guess so.

Morgan:
Well, I know so, friend. So have some confidence!

Owain:
All right. I will! Thanks, Morgan. So, uh... Do you think we could still...

Morgan:
The code of the Justice Cabal demands no less. Our rivalry is undying! Now help me come up with some new moves!

Owain:
You got it!