Awakening Supports/Cynthia Owain

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C Support

Owain:
Ho! Cynthia!

Cynthia:
Oh, hi! Did you need something, Owain?

Owain:
Nothing so grand. I just hadn't seen you for a while. I miss my Justice Cabal companion!

Cynthia:
Ha! I remember when we used to play Justice Cabal as kids! Remember how I always played at being Beano the Barbarian Queen? Hee hee!

Owain:
Ha ha! I never did understand where you got that name! Good times... So, uh, what're you up to now?

Cynthia:
That's classified information, mister.

Owain:
Aw, come on. You can tell me. I'm in the Justice Cabal!

Cynthia:
Okay, fine. But this is just between us! So I'm trying to plan a dramatic entrance for our next battle. Something...heroic.

Owain:
Well, if you're going to be a hero, there's only one real option... Wait until your friends are on the brink of defeat, then show up and smite the enemy! There's nothing more heroic than a big comeback.

Cynthia:
That's terrible! I can't do that!

Owain:
Why not? A hero always shows up at the last minute. It's in the job description.

Cynthia:
No, it's not! A real hero is there the whole time, tirelessly defending her allies!

Owain:
Noooo, I'm pretty sure a hero has to show up and save everyone at the very end. ...Huh. Weird. We always agreed on this kind of stuff before.

Cynthia:
Maybe that's what happens when you grow up?

B Support

Cynthia:
Hey, Owain. Do you remember what we talked about before?

Owain:
The perfect heroic entrance? Sure!

Cynthia:
Well, I've been thinking about what you said, and it still feels wrong. You want me to wait and appear at the end, but what if someone needs me? What if they get hurt? Or...worse?

Owain:
That's the whole point! You come swooping in just before anyone gets hurt!

Cynthia:
But what if you're too late?

Owain:
Just don't let it happen. Situational analysis is a basic part of heroism.

Cynthia:
Mmm, it's still a risk. I think I'd rather just be there from the beginning.

Owain:
Yeah, but you know what? Even if the worst DOES happen, I'd still be heroic! I'd slowly walk up to the crumpled body of my comrade... I'd stoop low and gently brush their bloody and matted hair from their face... And I'd say...

Cynthia:
Yes? Yes?

Owain:
BY THE GODS, I SHALL AVENGE YOU! And then, clutching their lifeless form tight, I'd burst into flames!

Cynthia:
You'd what?!

Owain:
I become death incarnate! Friend and foe alike fall before my rampage! Driven mad by grief, I am an unstoppable engine of blood rage and destruction!

Cynthia:
Geez, Owain! Have you gone batty?! And a hero should protect people, not go on crazy rampages!

Owain:
By the time I regain my senses, it is already too late... A ravaged land stretches before me, its soil stained red with blood. I stand in silence, alone, with only the horror of my thoughts for company...

Cynthia:
Owain? Hey, Owain! Snap out of it!

A Support

Owain:
So! You wanna hear how the story ends?

Cynthia:
You mean the one where you go crazy with grief and kill everyone? I'm not sure I wanna hear how that one ends, honestly...

Owain:
It's not going crazy! ...It's me entering Avenger Mode. AAAAAANYWAY... I continue to be wracked with guilt and rage over my actions! I fall into Avenger Mode again and again, always regretting it, but powerless to resist. The stench of blood never leaves my crimson-stained hands.

Cynthia:
You know, I've been meaning to tell you there's nothing heroic about this story.

Owain:
But then a heroine appears to stop my tortured onslaught! It's...Cynthia! Cue the harps and bells!

Cynthia:
Hey! I want no part of this!

Owain:
The strong but fair Cynthia will stop at nothing to end my mad reign of terror! And end it she does, though she pays the ultimate price...

Cynthia:
Wait—I DIE?!

Owain:
Your selfless sacrifice teaches me to quell my rage and control Avenger Mode. With that lesson forever in my heart, I become an inexorable force for justice. ...And that's the origin of Owain Dark, Avenging Avenger of Justice!

Cynthia:
Wait a second! Go back to the part where you kill me!

Owain:
Ah ha ha! Sorry, Cynthia. I got carried away by my own awesomeness! Man...maybe I should write novels. You know, once the war is over.

Cynthia:
Just make sure I stay alive long enough to read them, all right?

S Support

Owain:
Hey, Cynthia?

Cynthia:
Hey, Owain. You need something?

Owain:
Remember when we were talking about what makes a hero?

Cynthia:
Sure. You become the Dark Justice Avenger or whatever, and I take a dirt nap.

Owain:
No, not that. I mean when we were talking about making a heroic entrance.

Cynthia:
Yeah, what about it?

Owain:
Did you ever come up with anything yourself?

Cynthia:
I'm going to charge headlong into the fray while shouting something awesome! Like, "Mine is the blade that shall cleave the dark in twain!" Or...you know. Something.

Owain:
Nice! I'm thinking now I'll do the same! But maybe say something like... "I am peaceful by nature, but all who threaten my friends will know pain!" You know. Just to keep with the whole Avenging Avenger angle.

Cynthia:
Wait, hold on. You'd do the same thing? You'd charge headlong into the fray?

Owain:
Well, the dialogue is a lot different, but yeah. I'm going to charge in.

Cynthia:
...Really? What changed your mind?

Owain:
I've been thinking about this a lot since you brought it up, you know? I mean, why did we dream about becoming heroes in the first place?

Cynthia:
Probably because we heard all the stories about our parents.

Owain:
Right! And now that I'm here, I have a chance to keep them safe. I can't do that if I hang back and wait, so I'm going to follow your lead. ...Heh. It was still fun coming up with that story, though.

Cynthia:
I know. It reminded me of when we were kids. I miss those days.

Owain:
Yeah, me too... Say, Cynthia? You know, maybe we could... Um, if you wanted... I mean...

Cynthia:
Hmm?

Owain:
Do you want to get together, Cynthia?

Cynthia:
Huh? But we're already together! ...... ...Oh. Oh! You mean TOGETHER together!

Owain:
Well...yeah. I mean, I like you more than anyone I know and... I think I always have.

Cynthia:
I don't know, Owain. I never... I never thought about it quite like that. It wouldn't be boring, that's for sure.

Owain:
So is that a yes?

Cynthia:
...Yeah! Let's do it! But one condition: no more sacrificing me in your stories. Got it?

Owain:
By the mighty axe of Hector, I swear it will be so! We shall be legends fit to rival even our parents!

Cynthia:
Legends or no, as long as we're together every step of the way!