Awakening Supports/Maribelle Libra

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C Support

Maribelle:
Good day, sir. Here to offer up a prayer?

Libra:
Indeed. And yourself?

Maribelle:
I make it a part of each morning.

Libra:
A commendable endeavor. Might I join you?

Maribelle:
But of course.

Libra:
Come to think of it, I fear I haven't yet properly thanked you.

Maribelle:
Oh? Whatever for?

Libra:
Forgotten, have you? It was an all-too-common happening for me, I'm afraid. I was approached by a pack of drunkards who had taken me for a woman. I suspect they still feel the sting of the tongue-lashing you gave them now. Not to further endanger my masculinity, but you were my knight in shining armor.

Maribelle:
Ahh, yes. I recall it now. I was given quite the dressing-down myself back at camp! A number of others thought it rash of me.

Libra:
Well I, for one, am a grateful recipient of your just and decisive valor. You have my thanks.

Maribelle:
I acted mostly to quell my own indignation at those boors, I assure you. But if I was of some small service to you as well, so much the better. Your words help bolster the strength of my convictions.

Libra:
Then you are most welcome!

B Support

Maribelle:
Hmm... A difficult quandary, to be sure.

Libra:
Is something on your mind, Maribelle? I can hear the gears in your head turning from here.

Maribelle:
I've been reading a chronicle of court cases as a part of my studies of late. The decision in one such case has left me quite conflicted.

Libra:
Might I ask what manner of trial it was that has you so vexed?

Maribelle:
A child cast out by her parents was driven by hunger to steal from an aristocrat.

Libra:
Orphan or not, it seems a clear enough matter. Regardless of the reason, all crimes against a noble house are capital offenses.

Maribelle:
Yet should a noble commit the same crime to the commoner, the sentence is light. Surely that cannot be considered justice!

Libra:
Then you would have the laws apply equally to all, regardless of station?

Maribelle:
This is not a matter of inviting the local squalor to a dinner party, sir! All must be equal in the eyes of the law, else we cannot claim them fair.

Libra:
All, you say? Even the unwanted children of lowborn parents?

Maribelle:
Naturally.

Libra:
I must confess, I never thought to hear someone espouse such views.

Maribelle:
Have I said anything so shocking?

Libra:
Quite the contrary. Your words are warm and fair. I feel proud to have met so pure a person. Redeemed, even.

A Support

Maribelle:
I've made up my mind, Libra. When this war is won, I shall start another.

Libra:
A war, Maribelle?

Maribelle:
Indeed. I aim to fight for the rights of all citizens as a minister of the law!

Libra:
Someone of your elevated station would fight on behalf of the meager masses?

Maribelle:
Of course. I'll start in Ylisse, then take the fight to Ferox, Plegia, and everywhere else. I'll fight each battle until none suffer under the burden of an unequal body of law.

Libra:
Bending other kingdoms to your will is no mean task, even with an army at your back. To do so with diplomacy alone is a monumental undertaking, Maribelle.

Maribelle:
I'm well aware of the madness of it, but my mind is set firm.

Libra:
Why would you take up such a colossal burden of your own free will?

Maribelle:
Because of your words, Libra. The joy and the pride they stirred in me. You thanked me for something that ought to be a given, and you said you felt redeemed. If my efforts could bring redemption to more people, no burden is too great.

Libra:
I merely spoke my mind. I never thought to impart such grand or weighty meaning.

Maribelle:
Yet your words changed my life just the same. And for that, you have my thanks.

S Support

Libra:
Maribelle, about what you said before... You're certain that is the life you desire?

Maribelle:
I never back down once I've set my mind on something.

Libra:
That's impressively stubborn.

Maribelle:
Yes, and utterly uncharming. I'm well aware.

Libra:
That stubborn lack of charm is just another part of your considerable charm.

Maribelle:
My, my. You've a gift for flattery.

Libra:
I assure you, I'm entirely sincere.

Maribelle:
Libra...?

Libra:
Oh, Maribelle... Will you marry me?

Maribelle:
You can't talk me out of my mad crusade, so you'd keep me locked up at home?!

Libra:
Perish the thought! I wish to fight your crusade with you.

Maribelle:
If that's a jest, I'm not laughing. And if it isn't, I'm laughing even less!

Libra:
More's the pity, as your laugh is music to my ears! But if it's any aid in convincing you of my sincerity, I procured this.

Maribelle:
That ring... It's beautiful.

Libra:
Will you do me the honor of accepting it?

Maribelle:
...... This marks a second time your words have changed the course of my life.

Libra:
A change for the better, one hopes?

Maribelle:
No doubt. If you would promise yourself to me, I would be thrilled to do the same.

Libra:
I am yours until my last breath.