Three Houses Supports/Mercedes Ignatz
C Support
Mercedes: Oh my, Ignatz. You're in a hurry. Is something the matter?
Ignatz: The professor wants us to
gather at the training grounds. Didn't
you hear?
Mercedes: Of course I did! I'll head
over in a bit.
Ignatz: Um. Are you sure you want to
wait? I can hear the professor calling.
Mercedes: We're not needed until after
the lunch hour. We have plenty of time.
Ignatz: Oh, I guess so. I was just panicking a bit. I wish I could be calm like you. How are you so unflappable?
Mercedes: Well, rushing around doesn't help, does it? I mostly try to stay out of everyone's way. There's no point in overexerting yourself. Anything that needs doing will get done eventually.
Ignatz: Hm! So that's the secret to happiness.
Mercedes: I suppose, but it's not
nearly as philosophical as you make it
sound.
Ignatz: No, it's perfect. I feel like I
don't quite fit in with other people.
So in situations like this, where I
have to talk to someone, I panic a
little.
Please, teach me how to be as calm and
collected as you are.
Mercedes: Honestly, Ignatz, you're
making this out to be much bigger than
it is. I mostly just don't pay
attention.
Being like me is more trouble than
it's worth.
Ignatz: But you always seem so happy!
Agh, I'm sorry...
Mercedes: There's no need to apologize.
Come on, let's head to the training
grounds. I may slow you down though.
Ignatz: All right. We don't have to
rush...
But I'm going to anyway. See you there!
Mercedes:
Goodness! Don't strain yourself!
B Support
Ignatz: ...
Mercedes: Oh, Ignatz. What are you
sighing over?
Ignatz: Sorry! I shouldn't sigh in such
a holy place.
Mercedes: There's nothing wrong with
it. I sigh here all the time.
The goddess receives all our prayers
and our sighs.
What's bothering you? I'd be happy to
talk about it, if you'd like.
Ignatz: Oh, it's nothing. Not worth
talking about.
Mercedes: Is that so? Am I not worth
talking to?
Ignatz: That's not what I meant! Sorry
to offend you. I'll tell you about it.
I'm just uncertain about my future. My
father wants me to be a knight.
I don't think I can handle it. Can you
imagine a knight as pathetic as me?
Mercedes: I don't find you pathetic at
all. Is there something you would
rather pursue?
Ignatz: Well, I've always loved
painting.
Mercedes: You want to become an artist?
How wonderful!
Ignatz: What's your ambition?
Mercedes: Me? I simply want to help
people with their troubles. Those who
can't help themselves.
I've considered working for the church,
but that's only a vague idea...
I haven't spent much time considering
how I would go about that though...
Oh, I'm sorry. We were supposed to be
discussing your troubles.
Ignatz: Not at all. I'm actually feeling a little better. Knowing that you aren't sure about your future, I don't feel quite so...alone.
Mercedes: Everyone in this world feels a little lost, you know. I really do believe that the life of an artist is a wonderful dream to pursue.
IgnatzL There was a beautiful painting
of the goddess in the church where I
used to live.
Whenever times were difficult, I would
stare up at her and sigh.
Thinking about that painting helps me
even now.
I've always wanted to paint the
goddess.
Mercedes: You should! I'm sure your
painting will help someone else in
their time of need.
Ignatz: I can't paint anything powerful
enough to do that. I wish I could.
Maybe one day...
I'll give that some thought. Thank you,
Mercedes.
A Support
Mercedes: Are you praying, Ignatz? Are you concerned about something?
Ignatz: A little. I'm coming to accept
that I will never be an artist.
I'm self-taught, so my style and
technique are probably all wrong. I
don't know what I'm doing.
Besides, how could I persuade my
father? I can't even imagine his
reaction. He'd disown me.
Mercedes: It takes courage to stray
from the path that has been set out
before you. It's never easy.
I'm in a similar position. I have been
carrying out my adoptive father's
wishes up until this point.
But...
Ignatz: But?
It's never a bad thing to have dreams.
That's how I feel, at least.
I can't imagine a life in which I've
given up on my dreams.
Mercedes: How could anyone find happiness in that? Even with your father's demands, you can still work toward one small dream at a time.
Ignatz: You know, I suppose you're
right! My dream of being an artist
gives me the energy to go on.
You're really wise, Mercedes.
Mercedes: Oh, goodness. That's not how
most people would describe me.
I just don't want you to give up on
your art.
Besides, I genuinely do want to see
your painting of the goddess.
Ignatz: Really?! I'm pleased to hear
you say so!
You said you're in the same position
as I am. What did you mean by that?
Mercedes: My future has been decided for me as well. I'm to be married off to a nobleman.
Ignatz: What?!
Mercedes: Is it really that surprising?
I think many young women face the same
fate.
Ignatz: So, um... Will you get married?
Mercedes: Hmm... I suppose I haven't
given it much thought.
Whatever may happen, I'm sure
everything will work out in the end if
I don't give up on my dreams.
Ignatz: "Everything will work out in
the end." Mercedes, you're amazing.
I think that, whatever you do, wherever
you go, you'll help a lot of people.
You're so kind, I know you can-- Oh!
Mercedes: What's wrong, Ignatz? You
have a strange look on your face.
Ignatz: For my whole life, I've wanted
to paint the goddess. But I never
could.
Whatever shape I gave her, she never
seemed quite right. But it's just come
to me.
It's wonderful how inspiration can
strike so suddenly!
Mercedes: Quick! Paint before you lose it!
Ignatz: I will! Will you help me?
Mercedes: I'd be happy to help, but I'm
not sure what I can do.
Ignatz: Don't you see? The goddess I
imagined and tried to paint so many
times-- she's you!
I have to get my supplies. Stay right
there.
Mercedes: Well! To say such a thing
directly before the altar! That must be
some kind of sin...
I'll say an extra prayer for him.