Fates Supports/Xander Effie

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C Support

Xander: Effie. Do you have a moment?

Effie: Lord Xander... Is anything the matter?

Xander: No, at the moment all is calm. I just decided that I'd like to spend more time conversing with my fellow soldiers. So, if there's anything on your mind, I'd like to hear about it. Do you have any suggestions, comments, or complaints?

Effie: Complaints?

Xander: How is your relationship with Lady Elise? All is well, I hope?

Effie: Oh, it's perfect. I am prepared, as always, to protect her to my utmost ability. I push myself to the max in every workout and battle for her. I consume plate after plate of food for her. And when the food's all gone, I scavenge for more. For her. I must be strong!

Xander: Excellent. We should all be so lucky to fall under your protection. But tell me, is there anything that makes you unhappy? Please, speak freely.

Effie: If anything, I am somewhat dissatisfied with my own performance.

Xander: How so? It seems to me you go above and beyond in all you do.

Effie: It's just... I hold myself to an impossibly high standard. In some ways I feel I've plateaued, but I want to take my training further. I've tried everything, but it's been difficult to make any progress...

Xander: I see. Well, I'm certain you have yet to reach your maximum potential. Have you consulted with Arthur? He seems to take his personal fitness quite seriously. You should have a word with him. Perhaps he'll have some workout tips for you.

Effie: Sound advice, milord. I will do just that.

B Support

Xander: Ah, Effie. Did you ever meet with Arthur about your training?

Effie: Yes, milord. He observed one of my workouts, and then we...uh...sparred.

Xander: Fantastic.

Effie: Er, yes. Although, to be honest, the sparring was not particularly useful.

Xander: Oh?

Effie: Well, it's just... Arthur didn't offer much in the way of competition. Although, in all fairness, it wasn't really his fault.

Xander: Please, elaborate.

Effie: Certainly, milord. Just as Arthur was getting into his battle stance, a bee flew up his nose! Flailing about in confusion, he stumbled across a tree root and lost his balance. We were, unfortunately, positioned near the top of a particularly steep ravine...

Xander: Ah, no need to continue. I can guess what happened next.

Effie: So...you don't want to hear about the part where he was struck by lightning?

Xander: *sigh* Poor Arthur. He seems almost cursed somehow...

Effie: True... Anyway, Lord Xander, I am still in search of new training methods. Our enemies grow stronger by the day, and I fear I am falling behind.

Xander: I understand, Effie. I will give this matter some more thought.

A Support

Xander: Effie, I've been giving a great deal of thought to your training regimen. I believe I have arrived at what is hopefully an acceptable solution. Why don't you spar with me?

Effie: Are you serious? I'd be honored to spar with you, milord!

Xander: Then draw your weapon and prepare yourself. I shall not hold back.

Effie: Wait, right this actual second? (weapon clang)

Effie: Gah...I wasn't ready!

Xander: That's no excuse! Come! Attack! (weapon clang)

Effie: Urgh...

Xander: What's wrong with you, Effie? I've seen you in battle—you're better than this! Where's that legendary work ethic? Show me what you've got. NOW!

Effie: Lord Xander! I...I can't!

Effie: Ughhhh... *huff* *huff*

Xander: I must admit, I'm disappointed in you, Effie. Why didn't you give it your all?

Effie: I don't know, milord. I...I just couldn't motivate myself! I don't have a problem sparring with the others... Perhaps it's because you're my superior. Making myself attack you is like making myself attack Lady Elise.

Xander: But sparring is all about imagining you are truly in a fight for your life. Ah, I know. Why not pretend that I have lost my mind?

Effie: Lost your mind, milord? How could that...? No...that simply could never happen!

Xander: That's enough, Effie. You must now force yourself to imagine the impossible. Imagine I have lost all sense of self and am determined to kill Elise. Are you just going to stand there and watch?

Effie: I think I'm going to be sick just thinking about it...

Xander: Now, now. You really do take things quite seriously, don't you? Perhaps I have put you in a tough situation. For that, I apologize. Let's call it a day, shall we? It's time for supper, anyway. A hearty meal would do you good. In fact, I order you to eat to your heart's content.

Effie: Eat as much as I want? Really? Is that going to be OK? Because I'm not sure there would be enough for everyone else...

Xander: Haha! Of course, I had forgotten about your voracious appetite. Well, think of it as a new type of sparring... between you and the cooks. I have a suspicion that this battle will leave you feeling rejuvenated. So! Take up your fork and spoon, and on my command...DESTROY.

Effie: Sir, yes, sir!

S Support

Xander: Ah, Effie. Thank you for joining me. I know we're a bit off the beaten path.

Effie: That's all right, milord... It's nice here. And I wanted to thank you for the other day. I think that gigantic meal got me back on track. I'm feeling better!

Xander: Ah, yes. The great battle between the food pantry and Effie was a draw. Not for lack of effort on either side, I might add. I was...impressed.

Effie: Well, thank you again. I'd like to think that all that food is making me stronger as we speak.

Xander: Speaking of your training...I have devised a rigorous workout for you.

Effie: Oh? Tell me more!

Xander: Feast your eyes...on THIS!

Effie: Milord? All I see is a massive pile of boulders. And I already use those for training.

Xander: Effie, I was thinking of building a home here. A magnificent new villa. And I realized that your training might dovetail nicely with my plans.

Effie: But I don't know anything about construction...

Xander: Never mind that. I have all the details of this new castle worked out. All I need is the brute force to carry, break, and stack the boulders to make walls. What do you think? Would that not be a challenging training regimen?

Effie: It does sound challenging...

Xander: There's one more thing. When the castle is complete, we shall both live there.

Effie: Live...together?

Xander: Yes, as man and wife.

Effie: HAHAHAHA! I'm sorry, what?

Xander: I don't understand what's so funny. I'm asking for your hand in marriage! Will you marry me, Effie?

Effie: Gods, you're serious! I...I don't know what to say! Lord Xander... In my most fevered dreams, I never imagined myself as your bride! I mean...you're a prince! I'm just a retainer. How could such an arrangement work?

Xander: I understand your reluctance. So...is that a no?

Effie: Lord Xander, I consider you the greatest leader and man in the kingdom of Nohr. I want to accept your proposal, but...

Xander: Why do you look so uneasy?

Effie: I'm worried that it may affect my relationship with Lady Elise.

Xander: Effie. Darling. I am fully aware of how much you value your relationship with Elise. That is why I have already set aside a room for her in the castle plans.

Effie: You have! Oh, that's so considerate of you! She'll love that! If that is the case, Lord Xander, then my answer is yes. Yes, I will marry you!

Xander: Then it's decided.

Effie: Oh, I can't wait to get to work! Can I go ahead and start?

Xander: Very well, how about starting with this large boulder?

Effie: Large? Pfft. I'm so pumped up right now, this thing looks like a pebble. HRRRGH!

Xander: Gods! Go easy on those boulders, Effie!