Fates Supports/Oboro Caeldori(PC)
C Support
Caeldori: Hm...the advance troops have just received fresh recruits, so they'll be needing tents. And a larger shipment of grain. Have the quartermaster make the arrangements.
Hoshidan: At once, milady. And would you like him to resume his duties managing the armory?
Caeldori: No. I will continue to oversee it personally. On that note, please go to the smiths and requisition the items on this list. Delivery is expected within the fortnight.
Hoshidan: Yes, milady. Right away, milady.
(Hoshidan leaves)
Oboro: Well, now, aren't you busy?
Caeldori: Mother! What can I do for you?
Oboro: Oh, nothing. I just had some spare time and thought I should stop by to help out. I'd heard that the supply division was shorthanded. But it looks like you've got everything under control! Whoever appointed you really knew what they were doing.
Caeldori: You flatter me, but I've got plenty of room for improvement. I'm still very new to this work.
Oboro: I don't believe that for a second. Now, what can I help you with?
Caeldori: Thank you, Mother. I appreciate your offer, truly, but I have nothing for you. All I've left to do is the inventory.
Oboro: Then I'll help with that! With an army this size, it must take forever to count everything.
Caeldori: Well, see, about that—
Oboro: Here, let me see the list. We just need to make sure the numbers are correct, right?
Caeldori: I— Would you please give that back? It's important.
Oboro: Huh? This isn't an inventory. What is it? Some kind of diagram?
Caeldori: Yes. It's a plan I drew up for the armory a little while ago. If the supplies are stored according to the plan, they can be counted with ease. It takes a fraction of the time and... only one person. I'm sorry, Mother.
Oboro: So...uh...are you sure there's nothing else I can do?
Caeldori: Well...um...I prepared some tea over there! You're welcome to help yourself to it!
Oboro: OK... (I've never felt this useless before in my life. Gods, what an awful feeling.)
Caeldori: What was that? Did you say something, Mother?
Oboro: Nope! Not me.
B Support
Caeldori: All right, these crates are fully loaded. Have we moved the damaged weapons yet?
Hoshidan: Yes, milady. They are en route to the smiths as we speak.
Caeldori: Perfect. Then all that is left is to deliver the new ones to the front. See to it.
Hoshidan: Right away, milady!
(Hoshidan leaves)
Oboro: ...Hi.
Caeldori: Wah! M-Mother! I didn't see you! Wait, what were you DOING? It's dangerous to hide in there. We put weapons in those barrels!
Oboro: Oh, fie. I'm fine. I just didn't want to interrupt, is all.
Caeldori: Is something wrong? You seem a little off today.
Oboro: I came by to help, but it looks like I'm still not needed here. You really know your stuff, kiddo. No hesitation. Precise, rapid orders. Very nice. In fact, you were so good, I had nothing to offer whatsoever. So I guess I'll just sit here and drink my tea. Again. *siiiip*
Caeldori: Mother...
Oboro: Heh. It's fine. You've just got a lot of your father in you. You're intelligent, you're charismatic, you're beautiful. You've got all his gifts. I'm proud of you.
Caeldori: I— Mother...
Oboro: Haha. Don't worry about it! It's a good thing, really. Well, I'd best take off. Don't want to get in the way. Keep up the good work, kiddo!
(Oboro leaves)
Caeldori: M-Mother... Oh, sobbentoddles! She's gone.
A Support
Caeldori: Ah, there you are, Mother.
Oboro: Caeldori?
Caeldori: Do you have some time? I wanted to speak to you about something.
Oboro: Um, sure. What do you need?
Caeldori: The last time we talked, you said I was just like Father. But I don't think that's true.
Oboro: Huh? Why would you say that?
Caeldori: I've always wanted to be like Father. He does everything so effortlessly... Fighting, riding, speaking—it all comes as naturally to him as breathing. But I'm not like that.
Oboro: What do you mean? You've done such amazing work. I don't think we've ever had such a capable administrator in our ranks before.
Caeldori: I mean that...I have never seen Father work hard at anything. But I have seen you do so. I know that you trained for years to acquire your skills. And it is your work ethic that gave me the courage to improve myself. It made me understand that I did not need to be perfect to achieve my goals in life. What I have accomplished, I have done through hard work. Not natural genius. So thank you, Mother. I would not be who I am without you.
Oboro: Oh gods, Caeldori, I— *sniff* It's— You're so— I'm gonna...cry...
Caeldori: It's all right. There's no need to say anything. But please, never think you are not just as important a part of me as Father, OK?
Oboro: OK, OK. Heh. *sniff* Thank you. You make me so proud to be your mother.
