Fates Supports/Saizo Laslow
C Support
Saizo: I don't like you.
Laslow: I'm...sorry? Could you repeat that?
Saizo: I don't like you. Why did Prince Xander choose a fop like you as his retainer?
Laslow: Hmm... Probably because I'm amazing!
Saizo: Don't be flip with me! When it comes to retainers worthy of serving a future king... look no further than myself, the fifth to bear the Saizo name.
Laslow: The fifth, huh? Is that a thing with Prince Ryoma? He's big on lineage and all that?
Saizo: You dare to mock my liege?!
Laslow: That wasn't what I—
Saizo: I cannot fathom how the likes of you became Prince Xander's retainer. Where did you come from, anyway? How did you find your way into the royal family?
Laslow: That's...complicated.
Saizo: ... That's not an answer. Hyah!
Laslow: Wha—! Are you mad?!
Saizo: A man's fighting technique always reveals where he hails from. I'll read your origins through battle!
Laslow: This seems dangerous!
Saizo: Heh...you dodged that one. But what about this?!
Laslow: Aaaaah!
Saizo: Don't run. Or do you want me to slit your throat?
Laslow: I get the feeling you're not kidding when you say that...
Saizo: I'm not pulling any punches. If you don't want to die, fight back.
Laslow: Ow! Don't grab me so hard! How am I supposed to fight you if you won't let go of me?! Listen, you asked for— Oh! Lord Ryoma!
Saizo: What?! Where?!
Laslow: Hah! Sucker!
Saizo: Ugh...you coward!
Laslow: You attack me out of nowhere, and I'M the coward? We're allies! This is insane! Why don't we just call it there? See you around!
(Laslow leaves)
Saizo: ...That coward. He's got some nerve, pulling such a cheap trick. I refuse to accept that a dog like him holds a position equal to mine...
B Support
Saizo: Laslow.
Laslow: Aaaaah!
Saizo: What a pathetic yelp. Only a weak man fears his own allies.
Laslow: What ally?! You attacked me! So what is it this time? Are you here to apologize...?
Saizo: No. Fight me.
Laslow: So you did come to kill me!
Saizo: I don't want to kill you. It just galls me to know you're a retainer to a future king. As the fifth in a line of Saizos, I find this unacceptable... A coward who refuses to account for himself cannot really be on my level.
Laslow: You're so full of yourself...!
Saizo: If you have a problem with that, fight me. Show me what you can do.
Laslow: OK, I get what you're up to, but I don't think it's a good idea for allies to fight. Why don't we settle this peacefully?
Saizo: What did you have in mind?
Laslow: Oh, I dunno...we could have a charm-off. Whoever gets the most compliments wins. That sort of thing.
Saizo: You're joking, surely. How is this meant to settle anything?
Laslow: Come on, think about it. A king's retainer should make a good impression on whoever he meets! If people have a problem with the retainer, it'll reflect badly on the king too.
Saizo: ...I'm not entirely convinced, but you may have a point.
Laslow: So there you go! I'll prove my worth to you with a charm offensive! ... Should be pretty easy against a surly, badly dressed ninja...
Saizo: What did you say?
Laslow: Haha, what? Nothing! Come on, let's get to it!
(Saizo leaves)
(Laslow leaves)
Saizo: Seventy-two, seventy-three...
Laslow: ...
Saizo: And the young couple at the end made it seventy-five. Seventy-five to what again?
Laslow: Sixteen! I only got sixteen! You don't have to rub it in! How did I lose?! On what world does this make sense?! I'm me, and you're some masked assassin! This is crazy! Why did people respond so well to you? It certainly wasn't your looks or attitude!
Saizo: It's a ninja secret.
Laslow: What? That's— No! Come on! Wait a second. I've lost contests like this before to a masked man and a scary guy... So I never had a chance against a scary guy in a mask!
Saizo: What are you mumbling about?
Laslow: *sob*
Saizo: Ugh. Don't cry. It's shameful.
Laslow: *sob* Well, I'm just a shameful guy...
Saizo: ... Forget it. We won't count this one. Being a king's retainer isn't a popularity contest anyway. We'll "scratch it," as they say in Nohr.
Laslow: R-really?
Saizo: We'll compete at something else. But you have to stop crying.
Laslow: OK...it's a deal. You know, you're nicer than you look sometimes.
A Support
Saizo: ...
Laslow: Haven't seen you in a while, Saizo. When are we having our rematch? This time, I'll show you what I can really do! You'll HAVE to accept I'm a retainer!
Saizo: ... I accept that you're a retainer.
Laslow: Huh?
Saizo: I've already seen what you're capable of. So I yield. You should be thankful.
Laslow: Thankful? But we never had our rematch! Oh! Maybe you saw how chivalrous I was to that woman in the teahouse?
Saizo: I don't go to teahouses. I was talking about what happened in the last skirmish.
Laslow: Refresh my memory?
Saizo: You saved Lord Ryoma's life. During the ambush from invisible foes, most of us were caught flat footed. Then you appeared from nowhere to cut down an enemy attacking Lord Ryoma.
Laslow: Ah, right! I remember that now. I'm just glad Prince Ryoma wasn't hurt.
Saizo: As Lord Ryoma's foremost retainer, I owe you for that.
Laslow: Well, you're welcome. I'm used to fighting phantom enemies. It's honestly a bit old hat for me by now.
Saizo: Indeed?
Laslow: Yeah, you could say that. Some of the things that happened where I'm from... It's a long, long story.
Saizo: Ah. And your swordsmanship comes from your homeland as well, I take it? I've seen many techniques from all over Nohr and Hoshido, but none like yours. It's like you're toying with your enemy... I hate to admit it, but it's a sight to see. It must have been your skill that Prince Xander recognized in you.
Laslow: I-I'm not sure I can handle so much praise coming from you...
Saizo: Your performance during the skirmish proved your worth in my mind. I acknowledge you as my equal in being retainer to a future king.
Laslow: Haha! You're no less full of yourself than before, huh?
Saizo: No. And no less suspicious of your origins, either. We should have another competition. You're a worthy rival... I won't give up until I've delved into all the secrets of your past.
Laslow: Eh, why not? I'll take the challenge. Shall we go into town and see who can impress the locals more again?
Saizo: Heh. You read my mind.
