Awakening Supports/Cynthia Laurent

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C Support

Laurent:
Cynthia? A word, please.

Cynthia:
What is it, Laurent? You look even grimmer than usual.

Laurent:
I wish to speak with you about today's training exercises.

Cynthia:
Here to tell me what a bang-up job I did? Yeah, I was pretty proud myself.

Laurent:
I came to inform you that you were drifting ahead of everyone during the march.

Cynthia:
I wasn't drifting, I was executing the Twelve-Point Hero Spinner of Doom! It's my new superpower move, so I was trying it out to make sure—

Laurent:
Please take due precaution to ensure you keep pace with the rest of us.

Cynthia:
It's called initiative! Look it up sometime!

Laurent:
It makes you a prime target for snipers and also inconveniences the entire army.

Cynthia:
I'm tougher than I look, you know? And I already look pretty tough.

Laurent:
Confidence is meaningless if it leads to wanton hubris. True confidence must—

Cynthia:
Okay, okay! Just stop...saying stuff. I'll try to be more careful. Sheesh!

Laurent:
—account for many factors, including the spatial relationship of units, as well as... Er, Cynthia? I wasn't done.

B Support

Cynthia:
Ah... Another day's training done! ...Which means it's just about time for Laurent to show up with his midday lecture. That guy just will NOT let it go! Seriously!

Laurent:
Ah, good. Here you are.

Cynthia:
...Oh. Yippee.

Laurent:
Do you have a moment, Cynthia? I'd like to inquire as to why you continue to ignore my counsel.

Cynthia:
...Yup. Riiight on time.

Laurent:
...I'm sorry. I don't understand.

Cynthia:
I mean I've heard this dumb lecture a bazillion times and I'm tired of it!

Laurent:
If truly you wish for me to desist, you need only to agree to my reasonable requests. Caution and cooperation are paramount to any successful military collective. The unit stays close so it can aid individual members and better function as a whole. Thus are victories won. And even knowing this, you still insist on outracing the vanguard and charging in. I'm starting to fear this isn't a valid tactic, but instead a juvenile desire for glory.

Cynthia:
Is anything I'm doing really hurting anyone? No, it isn't! Everyone's fine! ...And I've done nothing that isn't befitting a true hero.

Laurent:
This army needs soldiers. It does not need heroes. Such antics disrupt the group dynamic and serve no use whatsoever on the battlefield.

Cynthia:
How dare you say I'm no use in battle!

Laurent:
That is not what I said.

Cynthia:
Yes, you did! You've been saying that this whole time!

Laurent:
If that is how you interpret my words, I will not attempt to dissuade you.

Cynthia:
You won't? Why not?

Laurent:
Because I will do whatever it takes to make you stop acting like a selfish child.

Cynthia:
Oh, that's it, buster! That is IT! I've done a LOT more for this war effort than you, Mr. Smarty-Pants! I don't have to take this!

Laurent:
Everything I'm saying is out of concern for your safety.

Cynthia:
And I'm saying that my safety is none of your stupid business! So leave me alone!

Laurent:
Cynthia! Hold! So be it. If that is your wish, I am happy to comply.

A Support

Cynthia:
...... Aw, maybe I was a little too hard on him. Laurent's stubborn, but he means well. ...Whoops! Forgot we were in the middle of a training exercise. Time to focus!

Laurent:
C-Cynthia! Hey!

Cynthia:
...Hey? I don't think I've ever heard Laurent say hey bef—

Laurent:
Watch out!

Cynthia:
Watch out for wha—? Aaah! ...Huh? Geez, that was a hard fall. So why didn't it hurt?

Laurent:
Nngh...

Cynthia:
Laurent?! Oh my gosh, I didn't see you there!

Laurent:
Apparently not... You were staring off into the distance when the army began marching. You were nearly run over by a ballista.

Cynthia:
Ooh, I'm sorry! Are you all right? Can you stand?

Laurent:
I'm perfectly fi—NNGH! ...Perhaps not.

Cynthia:
Don't force it! Wait right here—I'll get a stretcher!

Cynthia:
Well? Feel any better?

Laurent:
Some minor pain persists, but I am at least ambulatory once more. The healing spell has done its work. Time will do for the aches.

Cynthia:
Oh, good... Look, I'm really super sorry. I wasn't paying attention.

Laurent:
It's all right.

Cynthia:
No, it's not all right! I've been a big dumb jerk, and you got hurt because of it! I was too busy shouting about how I was going to become a hero to listen. If I'd followed your advice, you wouldn't be stuck here now.

Laurent:
I'm sorry as well, Cynthia. I know how important your aspirations are to you. I ought not to have spoken so dismissively about them. I was being stubborn.

Cynthia:
It's fine.

Laurent:
I suppose I'd grown desperate to make you listen. You're strong, and brave, and many of the others look to you as a leader. You're too important to be taking unnecessary risks, however minor. I spoke as I did because we can't afford to lose you, Cynthia.

Cynthia:
Well, I promise to listen from now on. Double hero promise, in fact.

Laurent:
Perhaps I ought to have had you dislocate my hip sooner.

Cynthia:
I said I was sorry!

S Support

Cynthia:
*Sigh*

Laurent:
Is something wrong, Cynthia? You seem enervated. You barely touched your plate at dinner. Are you feeling unwell?

Cynthia:
Forget about me. How are you? Is your hip all right?

Laurent:
The pain is negligible now. It poses no obstacle to daily life or combat.

Cynthia:
I'm still really sorry...

Laurent:
I believe the numerous apologies I have already received made that clear. I appreciated the flowers, by the way. Oh, and the singing telegram.

Cynthia:
Yeah, but still. You busted your hip because my big booty fell on you.

Laurent:
Your posterior is not of such ample size that it shattered my bones, Cynthia. And for my part, I was glad you fell atop me.

Cynthia:
What? Why?

Laurent:
Because it allowed me to be hurt in your place. Men of most cultures enjoy some fantasy of saving the woman they love, yes? True, I'd hoped it to take place in a combat setting, but this served the purp—

Cynthia:
Wait, what?! Back up a step!

Laurent:
Did you wish me to speak more about the cultural implications of—

Cynthia:
No! Back up to the part about the woman you...love.

Laurent:
Oh. I see. You did not realize that... Oh my. I thought it clear that my persistence was born from concern for your well-being. If I was more adamant than normal, it's because I care for you all the more.

Cynthia:
I... But then... Holy smokes. B-but I said all those horrible things to you!

Laurent:
I accept those as the emotional outbursts that they were intended to be. However, there is one favor I might ask of you in return...

Cynthia:
Wh-what?

Laurent:
I would ask you to take me as your husband.

Cynthia:
Laurent, you're a smart guy. Take one look at me and tell me what you think.

Laurent:
Mmm... Fluttering eyelashes... Fingers twisting through hair... I surmise that your answer is in the affirmative?

Cynthia:
YES! I love you!

Laurent:
Oh, happy day!