Awakening Supports/Panne Frederick

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C Support

Frederick:
Great paladin's helm! What manner of beast is that? Ah, hold. It's only Panne. ...But why is she prowling about in beast form? And why is she charging me?! BACK, FOUL BEAST! BACK, LEST MY SWORD TASTE YOUR—

Panne:
*Pant, pant* F-finally! You are a hard one to catch, man-spawn.

Frederick:
Why did you chase me down in beast form? I feared you were planning to eat me whole!

Panne:
Running on four legs is much faster. ...Did I scare you?

Frederick:
A knight does not know fear. ...This was more like surprise. Or perhaps alarm.

Panne:
Lies! I hear your heart race even now! You were scared as a newborn pup. It is all right. You do not need to pretend for my sake. I have grown used to fear and ignorance from your kind.

Frederick:
You mistake me, good lady. I hold no fear of the taguel. Behold what is in front of your eyes: are we not conversing as equals?

Panne:
If this is true, then why were you scared?

Frederick:
When I was but a young boy, I lived in a small village in the hills. One day I wandered into the forest, where I was set upon by a mountain wolf. My wounds were most grievous...many in the village doubted I would survive. When you came running, you reminded me of the beast that attacked me and... I apologize, good lady. I did not mean to offend with my actions.

Panne:
I'm sorry, Frederick. I had no intention to remind you of such things. Would you prefer if I avoided you on the field of battle?

Frederick:
That is unnecessary. When in combat—

Panne:
The enemy is before you and you lose all fear, yes? Spoken like a warrior.

Frederick:
Yes. Although if you could avoid moving, that might help.

Panne:
Yes, well I am sure I cou—wait, what?!

B Support

Panne:
All right, Frederick. I'm in animal form. Now, how is it if I stand over here? I'm quite a long way from you.

Frederick:
Yes. That's fine.

Panne:
Good. Now, if I come a little closer...

Frederick:
Y-yes, that's fine. ...I think.

Panne:
And if I move a liiittle biiit cloooser...

Frederick:
BEGONE, FOUL SHE-WITCH!

Panne:
Ah. This appears to be the point where fear enters your veins.

Frederick:
S-so it would seem. ...Er, and apologies once again. That reminds me: The other day you came to ask me a question. What was it?

Panne:
Mmm... I do not remember.

Frederick:
Blast. My craven reaction is the reason you cannot recall.

Panne:
It cannot be important if I forgot so easily. But I have a new question: What will you do with this fear of yours? Will you live in terror of animals for the rest of your days?

Frederick:
If I knew of some way to cure it, good lady, I would not hesitate to do so.

Panne:
Perhaps I can help.

Frederick:
T-truly?

Panne:
Your friends accepted me into their warren, and one good deed deserves another.

Frederick:
That is a very kind gesture. ...Very well. I accept whatever aid you may provide.

Panne:
I hope you are prepared...

A Support

Panne:
All right, let's try this yet again. Now, if I stand here...

Frederick:
...... ......... NOT ONE STEP CLOSER, FOUL NETHER CREATURE!

Panne:
I think we might be stuck.

Frederick:
I'm so very sorry. It's better than before, but I can't seem conquer this last bit.

Panne:
Perhaps it's time to take your treatment to the next level.

Frederick:
I'm not sure I approve of—

Panne:
The next and final level.

Frederick:
I DEFINITELY do not approve of—

Panne:
GRAAAAAAAAGH!

Frederick:
*Groan* Y-you...leapt upon me...

Panne:
I had grown bored of walking around in the distance while you cursed my name. How are you feeling? Aren't you afraid?

Frederick:
Strangely, no. I'm not afraid at all. Gods, I've never noticed how soft and beautiful your fur is.

Panne:
Good. All cured.

Frederick:
Yes, yes, of course. No more fear for... Oh, look at these floppy ears! They're so cute!

Panne:
OWCH! Do NOT yank on my ears, man-spawn!

Frederick:
Er, yes. Dreadfully sorry, my good lady.

S Support

Frederick:
Panne, might I have a word?

Panne:
What is it?

Frederick:
I no longer fear your animal form, and for this I owe you a great debt.

Panne:
Is this the part where you no longer need my services? Where you return me back to my rabbit hutch with an affectionate pat on the head?

Frederick:
My good lady! You mustn't say such a thing, even in jest. I am deeply, deeply indebted to you. And what's more I...brought you this.

Panne:
Is this... Oh ho, it IS! It's a ring! Is this the man-spawn ritual where you ask me to be your mate and spit on all others?

Frederick:
Er, we usually speak of it in more poetic terms, but...yes. It is. I am so very deeply in love with you, Panne! Would you honor me by becoming my wife?

Panne:
Your wife? Ha! I remember when you cowered at the sight of me! Perhaps I am moving up in the world. Oh, enough, Frederick. Do not make that sad face at me. I have grown fond of you for...some reason. And I would be proud to be your mate.

Frederick:
Together we have conquered fear! What could possibly stop us?!

Panne:
Heh, indeed. First, a bunny. Next, the world!