Awakening Supports/Avatar(F) Aversa

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Aversa:
...Which concludes my report for today, my lord. I'll now return to my duties. If you require anything else, you have but to summon me.

Robin:
...Was that Aversa? What was she doing in Chrom's tent? Hey, Aversa! Hold a moment!

Aversa:
Why, if it isn't the former tactician. What do you want with me, woman?

Robin:
Former? What do you mean by that?

Aversa:
Just what I said. Oh, you've done a decent enough job as tactian up to now... But I think we all agree it's time you took a break and let the professionals take over. Go put your feet up, and have a cup of tea. Chrom's little army is safe in my hands now.

Robin:
You scheming witch! I'M the tactician. I always have been, and I always will be.

Aversa:
Heh. Well, that's not really up to you, now is it? Chrom and his soldiers need the best, and the best happens to be me.

Robin:
Are you saying you know more about running a battle than I do?

Aversa:
Must I spell it out for you? When we faced off against each other, whose fingers got burned the most?

Robin:
I'll grant that you were a challenging foe, but it was I who claimed ultimate victory.

Aversa:
Ah! I think I see the source of your confusion... Allow me to clarify. You think Chrom won BECAUSE of you, whereas, in fact, he won DESPITE you. Trust me. When I'm his tactician, this campaign will go much more smoothly.

Robin:
You try and twist the words around your forked tongue, but the truth won't bend. I know what I'v edone, what I've achieved. Your lies don't change that.

Aversa:
Well, well! The little woman has some fire in her yet... Clearly she won't give up her playthings without a tantrum... Still, time and ability are on my side. I'll soon have your precious position. Then Chrom will realize it's me that he wants! ME! Hoo ho ho hee hee heh!

Robin:
...I suppose I shouldn't be surprised by any of this, really.

B Support

Aversa:
Chrom? CHROM? ...Now where did he go? I was sure he was around here somewhere.

Robin:
Hello, Aversa. Looking for Chrom? If you have a message, perhaps you can leave it with his tactician.

Aversa:
When a lady needs to see her lord, there's no need to involve former staff. Especially when it's of a personal nature. Chrom and his NEW tactician have private business. ...So run along.

Robin:
I see your fantasy life is as rich as ever. To think such a delusional fool would ever become tactician. Ha!

Aversa:
Delusional? I think not. Chrom is a hot-blooded man, after all, and young besides. And when two young, passionate people are thrown together in such situations... Well, sparks can fly.

Robin:
Two young people? You must be a dozen years older than him if you're a day.

Aversa:
Why, you insolent little... Eight years! That's all I have on him! Eight!

Robin:
It might as well be a century.

Aversa:
Gya! If it wasn't for my impeccable social graces, I'd teach you some manners...

Robin:
Hah! I'm sure an alley cat like yourself can do little more than scratch and hiss... But I won't be found brawling in the mud like a circus act. Strategists must set an example. ...Which you must know.

Aversa:
You would lecture me on decorum? After your comment on my age? Very well. Since you refuse to see reason, you leave me no alternative... I challenge you to a duel!

Robin:
A duel?! Pah! You truly see that as an appropriate way to decide who becomes tactician?

Aversa:
Yes! My second will let you know the time and place. If you flee, or do not appear, I will win by default.

Robin:
Wait, what?! Hold on! I didn't agree to anything!

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Aversa:
So you've come, for our duel. ...I must confess, I'm surprised.

Robin:
This is absurd. We're supposed to be battling a common foe, not each other. But if it's a fight you want, then a fight you shall have.

Aversa:
To the victor goes the spoils! Now, might shall decide what's right!

Robin:
Come and get--- ...Hold on. ...I can't help but feel like we're being watched. Are you certain we're the only ones out here?

Aversa:
Of course I am. ...Unless you planted an ambush!

Robin:
Why in blazes would I bring it up if they were my own men?!

Aversa:
If they aren't yours... And they aren't mine... They must be... The enemy?!

Robin:
Then your defeat will have to wait. We must join forces until we can get back to the camp. Agreed? Now let's move!

Aversa:
And here I had such terrible things planned for you... *Sigh* Yes, we fight as allies for now. Let's go.

Robin:
**Pant, pant, pant* We should be *pant* safe now... Enemy won't dare...come this close to camp...

Aversa:
*Pant, pant* Th-thank the...gods... Not used *pant* to r-running...so fast...

Robin:
...Still, you...saved both our skins. If it wasn't for that trap you sprung, they would have been on us... Although... When'd you set that trap? Planning to cheat in our little duel?

Aversa:
You're one to talk! Who was it that cut the escape route through the woods? You wanted to make sure you had a way out in case our fight didn't go your way.

Robin:
You weren't complaining about it when we fled to safety, were you?

Aversa:
...Well, I may have been a LITTLE glad for it at the time.

Robin:
If we didn't have each other, we'd both be in Risen stomachs right now.

Aversa:
Who would have thought we'd make such an effective team? Perhaps... Perhaps you and I should try working together for a change.

Robin:
Are you offering to help with tactical planning? Hmm... You would bring a lot of experience, at least...

Aversa:
It's settled, then. We shall help each other. For now. But make no mistake. I'll be right behind you... And the first time you slip up...

Robin:
You'll jump in and install yourself as Chrom's right-hand woman? Hah, got it. Don't worry, Aversa. I know EXACTLY how you think. But you know what? Sometimes the company of rivals can be a good thing.