Awakening Supports/Tharja Gaius

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Tharja:
You.

Gaius:
Me?

Tharja:
Yes, you. You're a Thief, right? Skilled at pilfering and all that? I've got a little job for you.

Gaius:
I'm listening...

Tharja:
I want you to bring a strand of Robin's hair.

Gaius:
That's...unbelieveably creepy. Why do you need his/her hair for?

Tharja:
Hee hee...

Gaius:
Um, yeah. I don't usually take sinister chuckles as an answer. Sorry, kid. Go find someone else to help with your weird hobbies.

Tharja:
This is a negotiable request.

Gaius:
Oh? And what are you going to do about it? Sunshine? Curse me?

Tharja:
Yes.

Gaius:
Heh. Ain't a hexer alive that managed to put a curse on Gaius the Nimble! Go on, sunshine. Do your worst.

Tharja:
You are making a big mistake...

Gaius:
Ooh! So scaaary! Do you see me shaking here?

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Gaius:
Hey there, sunshine?

Tharja:
......

Gaius:
Look, I know I'm unbelieveably sexy, but you don't have to stare so hard.

Tharja:
Don't you feel...different?

Gaius:
What do you mean?

Tharja:
I cursed you. Some time ago, in fact.

Gaius:
Nope! I'm right as rain.

Tharja:
Impossible. My frog eyes were fresh... My newt tail was still twitching... Ah, wait. Maybe that's it.

Gaius:
You figure something out there?

Tharja:
I must have added the wrong herbs to my cauldron. Instead of cursing you, I've just enhanced your stamina and lifted your mood... Damn and blast!

Gaius:
Yep. That's a real bummer right there. But now that you mention it, I have been feeling pretty frisky today. It's like all my cares have melted away! So the good news is, your little spell actually works.

Tharja:
That's very encouraging. Now, let's see... If I simply recast the spell like so... And replace the lambswort with a pinch of wyvern saliva...

Gaius:
*Yawn* Are you still trying to curse me?

Tharja:
Hee hee...Thanks to you, I'm one step closer to perfecting the ultimate curse.

Gaius:
Right. Well, Sunshine, you just let me know when you get that-Huh. She's gone. That's a bit disconcerting...Ah, well, anyway, let's see if Lissa has anymore of those little cakes!

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Tharja:
......

Gaius:
Hey there, Sunshine. Curse anyone lately?

Tharja:
Look at me carefully. Do you feel...any different?

Gaius:
You mean aside from the pale woman staring into my eyes like a lunatic? Nope. All aces over here.

Tharja:
Blast and damnation!

Gaius:
Maybe you should consider a new line of work there, Sunshine. What was this curse supposed to do, anyway? Turn me into a toad?

Tharja:
It was meant to help you see my good side.

Gaius:
Wait, what? Are you trying to make me fall for you?

Tharja:
It's just an experiment, fool! I have to test it somehow.

Gaius:
Guinea pig, eh? I gotta say, I'm a little surprised.

Tharja:
About what?

Gaius:
I didn't realize you fancied me! I mean, I know I'm a charming devil and all, but—

Tharja:
I'd rather fall in love with a kraken. And besides, love brewed in a cauldron isn't real. If I ever decided to look for love, I would insist on an unsullied version. ...Although, I'm not above using a potion or two to get the boulder rolling.

Gaius:
Oh, fair maiden... I never imagined you were such a romantic!

Tharja:
Don't be sarcastic.

Gaius:
No, I'm serious. Knowing that actually makes you much more attractive. I've always had a soft spot for bad girls, and they don't come much badder than you.

Tharja:
...Perhaps my spell is working after all.

Gaius:
Ah! I've been a fool! A blind, stupid fool! Your radiant hair! Your stunning eyes!

Tharja:
All right, then. Experiment complete. Now you stay here while I go mix up an antidote.

Gaius:
No, don't do it! I don't want to be cured!

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Gaius:
Um, Tharja? Why are you following me around?

Tharja:
I want to make sure the antidote continues to work.

Gaius:
Oh, right. That. Um, ha ha ha! Of course it worked! Of...course. ...Er, it DID work, right?

Tharja:
You are completely free of any spell, curse, or hex.

Gaius:
Huh. 'Cause you see, there's one liiittle problem with that... I still find you incredibly attractive, and I think I'm in love with you.

Tharja:
Wow... Okay, that IS a problem.

Gaius:
There's only one cure for this condition. You must accept...this.

Tharja:
...A ring?

Gaius:
I had to be sure it wasn't your magic that made me fall for you.

Tharja:
......

Gaius:
Okay, look. You want the truth? I've been interested in you for a while. Long before you ever tried casting a spell, anyway. I just didn't know a way to chat you up that didn't end with you hurling fireballs at me.

Tharja:
...In that case, I accept.

Gaius:
What? You do?

Tharja:
You are a sarcastic and coarse man, but there is something...interesting about you. Plus, you let me test spells on you. That has to count for something.

Gaius:
Glad to be of service. But, um, you're not STILL going to use me as your guinea pig, are you?

Tharja:
Not unless you disappoint me. ...You WON'T disappoint me, right?

Gaius:
Not after that, I won't!