Fates Supports/Avatar(M) Ophelia
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C Support
Avatar: Have a moment, Ophelia?
Ophelia: No. I'm in the middle of soaking up the duskiness of my immediate atmosphere.
Avatar: Er, what?
Ophelia: I'm meditating.
Avatar: Oh, I see.
Ophelia: Can our spirits commune later?
Avatar: Sure. I didn't mean to bother you. I only found a gemstone that you dropped. I'll leave it over here.
Ophelia: A gemstone? Th-that's one of my most precious pieces of quartz!
Avatar: It is? Glad I found it then.
Ophelia: This gemstone can only be wielded by the purest of maidens to read the stars. How could I have dropped something so important to my methods?! Thank you, Avatar.
Avatar: (I had no idea a speck of quartz could be such a big deal.)
Ophelia: Hmm? Say something?
Avatar: Uh, no. Nothing at all.
Ophelia: Ha! Few alive could know the true value of this gemstone. In fact, only chosen ones know, like my father and I.
Avatar: Chosen ones?
Ophelia: Exactly. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to soaking up duskiness from the atmosphere.
B Support
Avatar: Hello, Ophelia.
Ophelia: ......
Avatar: Sorry. You're meditating again. I'll come back later.
Ophelia: No need. I always have time for you. You might not be a chosen one, but you did reunite me with my mystic quartz!
Avatar: Oh, that's right. I almost forgot.
Ophelia: And so, my quartz-savior, what can Ophelia Dusk do for you today?
Avatar: I found this gemstone in the dirt. It looks a little like quartz. I thought it might be yours too.
Ophelia: No, that's not one of mine. But, whoa! It's pretty stuff. Way pretty!
Avatar: Uh, hello? Ophelia? Are you there?
Ophelia: Why, yes! I am! Why do you ask?
Avatar: You usually say things more fancifully than "whoa" and "way pretty."
Ophelia: Ah, you noticed. Just a lapse of my powerful vocabulary... That happens sometimes when I'm so overcome by beauty. Now, may I keep this?
Avatar: Of course.
Ophelia: I must give it an evocative name. Any ideas, Avatar?
Avatar: Um, not on the spot, I don't.
Ophelia: I know that naming such an exceedingly dazzling gemstone must be hard. Give it a try though. What's the first thing that comes to mind?
Avatar: Er, the Pretty Gem?
Ophelia: Awful. Zero points. Rejected.
Avatar: Huh?!
Ophelia: Don't huh me. I should be huh-ing you!
Avatar: You...sound different again. Almost like you're two people, Ophelia.
Ophelia: If you won't try to give me a good name, then I won't give you the real Ophelia.
Avatar: Pretty Gem was that bad? How about you give me a good example?
Ophelia: All right, how about the Wakeful Lode? Or...or...or... The Evil Eye of the Marquis? Anything more sensible than the Pretty Gem. I'm sorry to be so judgmental. It must be hard, not being a chosen one.
Avatar: Er, yes?
Ophelia: All right. You just need more time. Ponder this quartz... Next time we meet, unleash a name that will light the world on fire!
Avatar: I'll...I'll try my best.
A Support
Ophelia: Salutations, Avatar! Have you come up with a proper name for that wondrous quartz you found?
Avatar: I think so.
Ophelia: Then let's hear this name! Sent from the heavens to your lips! Now to my ears!
Avatar: Reckless Reckreck?
Ophelia: What?!
Avatar: It just popped into my head. I knew it was no good...
Ophelia: Are you kidding? Reckless Reckreck is astounding! Well done, Avatar!
Avatar: Huh?
Ophelia: Last time, your name failed because you forced yourself to make it sound good. This time you went with your gut. Reckless Reckreck—brilliant!
Avatar: Oh, well...neat!
Ophelia: It is infinitely more than neat. For now I bow to your naming prowess. More than that, I now know that you are a chosen one.
Avatar: I'm a chosen one?
Ophelia: Without a doubt. We may be separated by blood, but by this...? We are family. Do you think that's too much, too soon? Then if not family, let us call ourselves best friends forever.
Avatar: That sounds fine by me. To be honest, even when we were arguing the other day, I thought it was fun.
Ophelia: Really?! Awesome! Hmm. How about I fill you in on one of my greatest secrets?
Avatar: Are you sure?
Ophelia: Yep! Ta-dah! It's this mark on my skin. It appeared right after I joined you all. It's the mark of the chosen ones. At least I think so?
Avatar: You're not sure?
Ophelia: It has an odd shape. Maybe you have one of these marks too! If you don't...I'll draw one on you.
Avatar: That would be nice. I think it's a powerful- looking shape.
Ophelia: You do? Then that's another sign that you and I were meant to be friends!
Avatar: Best friends forever.
S Support
Avatar: Is there something wrong, Ophelia?
Ophelia: Everything. I fear that I'm not really one of the chosen ones.
Avatar: That can't be!
Ophelia: If I was, I should be able to do the most amazing things. But lately, I feel as if I'm nothing but hot air—not chosen at all.
Avatar: But isn't your father one of the chosen ones? It's in your blood!
Ophelia: I thought so, but all I really have as proof is this odd mark on my skin. It might just be an ink stain that hasn't gone away yet.
Avatar: That is most certainly not a stain. It's a mark. You are a chosen one!
Ophelia: How can you say that?
Avatar: No one lives as vividly as you. The way you name everything too! Besides, I choose you, which makes you chosen yet again.
Ophelia: What do you mean, you choose me?
Avatar: That gemstone I gave you... Do you have Reckless Reckreck?
Ophelia: It's right here.
Avatar: I researched this gemstone. Turns out it's legendary. The giver of Reckless Reckreck and the recipient are bound by fate.
Ophelia: By fate?!
Avatar: Suddenly, it all made sense—the way I always want to be near you. The legend is referring to us.
Ophelia: Oh, Avatar, I had no idea...
Avatar: Can I borrow Reckless Reckreck for a while? I want to have it set into a ring.
Ophelia: A ring of power?! Clearly we are chosen ones to each other. I was thinking of doing the same thing. Why, when your aura touches mine, I can barely restrain my exaltation!
Avatar: I feel the same way. You just put things so much better than I do, Ophelia. But I'll give it a try. Will you walk with me down the dark hall of existence, our auras lighting the way?
Ophelia: Yes. If I see your face twist with suffering, I will envelop you in my peace. Just as you did to me this day. Ha! And can I mention...? You spoke powerfully there, Avatar.
Avatar: I tried my best, but I'll always be glad to take your lead, chosen one.
(Confession Scene)
Ophelia: Fate has chosen us. The moon and the stars bless our union. The constellations celebrate our love. You and I, forever into eternity.
