Awakening Supports/Vaike Owain(PC)
C Support
Owain:
A foul sense hangs in the air... My sword arm throbs dully! Hngh?! Wh-what's this? Blood...raging! ...A different sort of blood rage than usual!
Vaike:
Owain? Everything all right?
Owain:
STAY BACK, FATHER! You mustn't come any closer!
Vaike:
Why? Did ya catch somethin'? You think you're contagious?
Owain:
The blood of heroes that courses through my veins hungers for fresh prey! If you draw within striking range in my present state, I cannot guarantee safety! I beg of you, stay back! Do not force me to topple my own father!
Vaike:
...Er, I'm confused. Are you under someone else's control? Wait, did someone curse ya?
Owain:
Aye, the curse of my bloodline's uncontrollable power! IT GNAWS AT MY SOOOOOOUL! Hnngh... D-down! Down, I command thee! Be calm, sword arm! Stay, raging blood!
Vaike:
All right, Son, just stay where ya are—I'll get your mother!
Owain:
Wait, MOTHER?! Er... Heh... That's not...strictly necessary. This pain is nothing to a man like me! Given a moment, I'm sure it will abate! I've weathered far worse than... Er, Father? ...ACK! Did he actually go to get Mother?! Suddenly I don't feel so well...
B Support
Owain:
Um... You're not still upset, are you?
Vaike:
Of course I'm upset! You started moanin' and shoutin' out of the blue! Your mother and I were terrified! *Sigh* Look, I AM relieved you're all right. But what was all that about, anyway? Some kind of scripted stage actin'?
Owain:
I don't script anything! I'll have you know, it's entirely improv— Er... I mean, it's authentic! I'm the chosen scion of warrior heroes across tide and time!
Vaike:
And you ain't ashamed to spout that stuff? ...The Vaike is confused.
Owain:
Ashamed? Ha! Far from it! Though I suppose I can't blame you for not understanding my bleeding-edge aesthetic. After all, you are the product of an earlier, simpler time...
Vaike:
Heh. Well, a future where people talk like you makes the Vaike— ...OWAIN, GET DOWN!
Owain:
What?!
Vaike:
...Grah!
Owain:
Your shoulder! Father, you're hit!
Vaike:
Nngh... Archers...in the trees... Those cowards, they fired on you... No one fires at the Son of Vaike... But we're outnumbered... We gotta get outta here, ya hear? Now GO!
Owain:
R-right!
Vaike:
Whew... We lost 'em. The Vaike's legs always come through in a pinch, hah!
Owain:
Gods, not again...
Vaike:
Huh?
Owain:
Why?! Why did you take that arrow for me?! You could have died! This is how it happens, you know! This is exactly... Er...
Vaike:
This is how what happens?
Owain:
*Sob* Oh, Father... *sniff*
Vaike:
Owain? Owain, are you cryin'? What's the matter?
Owain:
I... *sigh* No, nothing. Nothing is the matter. It was...just more improv, all right? Just forget I said anything. More importantly, we need to get that shoulder looked at. I'll go get Mother.
Vaike:
A-all right. I'll be waitin'.
A Support
Owain:
Father, how's the shoulder?
Vaike:
Aw, I'm nearly healed up. Wasn't much of a wound to begin with, I guess.
Owain:
Good. I don't know what I'd do if...if I got you killed again.
Vaike:
Ah, so that's what this was about... I die protectin' ya in the future?
Owain:
...It was just a normal Risen, but somehow I didn't see it coming. You had no business dying when I was the one too stupid to watch his own back!
Vaike:
Ha! Sounds like a suitable death for ol' Teach!
Owain:
So yes, that's why when I saw you took a hit for me, I...I lost control. All those feelings of guilt and shame returned. I just couldn't stand it.
Vaike:
Well, sorry that I dredged up those painful memories, Owain. But more than that, I'm sorry I left ya by yourself in the future...
Owain:
Father, no! You never left me! I never felt alone—not once! You and Mother were always with me because you were WITHIN me! I'm the scion of a heroine who gave me life and a hero who gave his life to save mine.
Vaike:
Wait. So all this talk about havin' the blood of heroes in you... You were talkin' about your mother and me? Owain, that's so— ...Wait a sec. Why does OUR blood rage and boil at the drop of a hat? Lissa and I really don't seem the type to have such unruly fluids...
Owain:
Well, yes, the part about my blood raging may have been for...dramatic effect.
Vaike:
...Wait, WHAT?
Owain:
But the point is that I'm more proud of my bloodline than anything in the world. When I remember I'm your son, I feel unstoppable. Like I could do anything! And I didn't come all this way to have you die on me again! Do you understand? From now on, we fight injustice together!
Vaike:
...Heh. Thanks, Owain. But you're more than just the Vaike's legacy, ya know. You've done plenty in your own right, and your mother and I are proud of ya for it.
Owain:
Aw, thanks! But... Hnngh... This sensation... B-blood...boiling once again... The fiery pride in your bosom has sparked the tinder of my soul and set me ablaze!
Vaike:
Hah! Well, I'm glad to hear you're back to your old self, at least.
