Fates Supports/Avatar(F) Ophelia(PC)

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C Support

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Avatar: WHAT?! Tell me what happened, Ophelia.

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Avatar: Ahh! You're just hungry?

Ophelia: Yes! You know me so well.

Avatar: Well of course I do. I am a chosen one, after all.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow I always suspected. I must admit, I'm a little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could fight side by side.

Avatar: Heehee. That would be wonderful.

Ophelia: I suppose first we should quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Avatar: Indeed. I'll prepare something tasty for you right away.

Ophelia: Let me help! What do you want me to do?

Avatar: Could you get the bowls for me?

Ophelia: Of course! I predict that this will be the most delicio— AHH!

Ophelia: Mother! Oh no! My shattered-bowl fortune-telling reveals...

Avatar: Ophelia, if you break something, be up front about it and apologize.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.

B Support

Ophelia: ...

Avatar: Ophelia, is something on your mind?

Ophelia: Ah, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything, don't they?

Avatar: Talk to me. Who knows? I might be able to help.

Ophelia: I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a chosen one?

Avatar: What? Why would you think otherwise?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Avatar: So that's what's been on your mind? It's OK. You can become a chosen one too.

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're so powerful already.

Avatar: Even I wasn't this strong in the beginning.

Ophelia: Huh?

Avatar: Strength came after I was a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Avatar: It's true. Tell me, do you know who chose me, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Hmm, fate? Or the gods perhaps?

Avatar: No. Nothing like that. I was chosen by you.

Ophelia: By me? What do you mean?

Avatar: Having you gave me incredible strength. Because I wanted to protect you, no matter what.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Avatar: That's why I said it's OK. Eventually, you'll become a chosen one. You're my daughter.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.

A Support

Ophelia: Hi, Mother!

Avatar: Morning, Ophelia. You're in an awfully good mood today.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am. You pulled me free when I had sunk into a whirlpool of despair.

Avatar: Oh really? Well, I'm glad to hear that I helped.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... whatever wisdom you can spare.

Avatar: Oh my. May I ask, why the sudden interest?

Ophelia: Well, it's pretty simple. Someday, I may be chosen, like you, right? If that happens, I need to make sure that I'm ready.

Avatar: Heehee, that's a good point.

Ophelia: More importantly, generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your help, Mother. I must become stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and help people.

Avatar: Hmm. Well if you feel that strongly about it, I'd be happy to teach you what I know.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we begin with some chores?

Avatar: Of course. Shall we start by washing the dishes?

Ophelia: All right. How about these plates here? AHH!

Ophelia: Aw, Mother, I broke the plates. Again. I'm sorry.

Avatar: Oh my, Ophelia, you were quite up front with the apology this time.

Ophelia: A true chosen one doesn't try to hide from their mistakes, right?

Avatar: Heehee, that's true! How splendid, Ophelia.