Awakening Supports/Sully Gaius

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C Support

Sully:
Hey, hold up. I want a word with you, Chuckles.

Gaius:
Meeeeeee?

Sully:
Didn't I see you near my tent this morning? Kicking the pegs and lifting the tarp?

Gaius:
Oh, was that your tent? Yeah, I was admiring the handiwork. I always appreciate well-made canvas.

Sully:
So listen, I'm missing a gemstone from my baggage. Now I want you to close your eyes and think very, VERY hard. Did you see any dodgy characters skulking around the area? Thieves or the like?

Gaius:
Hmm... Nope, can't say I did. But if I had, rest assured I'd introduce them to the sharp end of my dagger.

Sully:
All right. But if you DO see something, you'll let me know. ...Right? Aaaaaanything at all. Aaaaaanyone suspicious.

Gaius:
Yes, of course I will. ......

Sully:
Something wrong, Chuckles? You look like you just swallowed a lime.

Gaius:
You know—and I really hate to say this—but I'm starting to think you suspect...me.

Sully:
You damn well better not be accusing me of mistrusting a fellow Shepherd!

Gaius:
Whoa, hold on! I was just thinking out loud! Put the sword away, if you please. It's not a completely unreasonable assumption given my...profession.

Sully:
If a thief doesn't want to be suspected, he should stop skulking around like a thief...

B Support

Sully:
Hey, Chuckles. I've been looking for you.

Gaius:
Hello, Sully. Slap anyone upside the head lately?

Sully:
Not yet, but the day is still young. So, um, I found my missing jewel. It turned up in a magpie's nest. Stupid thing must have flown into my tent and taken the first shiny bit it saw.

Gaius:
Well, I'm glad that case is all tied up with a big bow.

Sully:
So, listen. I owe you an apology. I left the tent flap open after all. And the first thing I did was come looking for you. Anyway...sorry.

Gaius:
All water under the bridge. And, uh... Well, maybe I was wrong to take umbrage at your questions. I mean, I AM a thief. Taking things is kind of in the job description.

Sully:
I've always prided myself on judging people fairly and without prejudice. But as soon as I saw my gem was missing, you were the first person I thought of.

Gaius:
Well, it's not like Chrom or Lissa would be ransacking your things, now is it? Suspicion and a lack of honor are just all part of the thieving game.

Sully:
"Honor is of the body; hone the body, and honor shall grow strong."

Gaius:
I'm sorry, what was that?

Sully:
It's a portion of the knight's code. The one I strive to follow every day. Basically, if you work your butt off, you can train both body and honor. So if you're worried about honor, don't be. I'll train the shiftiness right out of you.

Gaius:
I don't know. Exercise is more of a knight thing. We thieves need our downtime.

Sully:
You'll have plenty of downtime in the grave, Chuckles. We start tomorrow. At dawn. In the training yard. Oh, and maybe bring a bucket or something to puke in.

Gaius:
Oh dear.

A Support

Sully:
I told you to drop and give me 50, maggot, but it looks like you just dropped!

Gaius:
*Pant, pant* Can't...we...take...a break? I'm feeling...dizzy. Wine. I need...wine and bread. And some...cheese...

Sully:
What's that, maggot? I can't heeear you! Now get up. Warm-ups are finished—it's time to start training for real!

Gaius:
Oh, for the love of all that's holy! Please, have mercy... Urk... A-all right. I'm up. Wobbling, but up. What's...next?

Sully:
Good, Gaius. Very good.

Gaius:
Wh-what?

Sully:
I pushed you as hard as I knew how, but you still haven't given up. Everyone else who attempted my training had run home to Mommy at this point.

Gaius:
If I knew running away was an option, I would have fled long ago.

Sully:
Heh. You're just saying that. I can see in your eyes that you're ready for more!

Gaius:
The only thing I'm ready for is death's sweet embrace... Although now that I have my breath back, perhaps I could do another round. Truth be told, this exercise has a way of lifting a man's spirits.

Sully:
Oh? Did they need lifting?

Gaius:
I often brood about my misspent youth, when I was but a mere bandit. Mayhap there's something to this "good for the body, good for the soul" flapdoodle. Though more likely, I'm just too tired to think clearly.

Sully:
Or maybe my training is actually taking effect. This is great, Gaius. Look how much you're learning! Tomorrow we meet an hour before dawn—we have a lot to get through.

Gaius:
Argh. Please tell me that today was not just a primer for the horror to come... (I can't believe I'm actually starting to enjoy this madwoman's company.)

Sully:
Stop mumbling, maggot! You've still got 23 laps to go!

Gaius:
Right!

S Support

Gaius:
*Gasp* *pant* W-well, Sully...? Can we...call it a day...?

Sully:
What...*pant*...are you talking about... We're...just getting started...

Gaius:
Except...you're sounding...a wee bit...pooped yourself... *pant*

Sully:
No, you're...*wheeze*...imagining it...

Gaius:
*Cough, cough* Ungh... This is...ridiculous... Wh-why can't I breathe...? Sully...I've...got something...important to ask you...but...

Sully:
Important...? Like...what?

Gaius:
Th-the thing is... I can't ask while we're...wheezing like a pair of asthmatic bellows.

Sully:
I-it's okay... I always...*gasp* have important conversations...like this.

Gaius:
If...if you insist... Here...this is *pant* for you... Sorry... Can't lift it...

Sully:
It's...a ring?

Gaius:
*Gasp* Yeah... I want you to...marry me...

Sully:
What? Wh-why...me...?

Gaius:
B-being...with you...*wheeze* gives me strength...to face...the horrible past... Long explanation... More complicated... Can't...get into it...now...

Sully:
*Wheeze*

Gaius:
*Pant* I know...this is...out of the blue and all, but...

Sully:
I...accept.

Gaius:
Eh? *cough* *splutter* Y-you do?

Sully:
You're...the first...to survive my training...this far. I think...there's no limit...to how far we can...*pant* go together...

Gaius:
S-sorry about...the proposal... Wanted...candles...and harp music...

Sully:
N-no...it's...it's perfect... *splutter*

Gaius:
How...so...?

Sully:
N-normally...*pant* things like...pride and shame...tie our tongues... But...now that...we're at death's door...we can speak...from the heart.

Gaius:
Hah ha— *gasp* *splutter* You might be...right...

Sully:
I know I'm right...

Gaius:
I... I think I'm...starting to get my breath back.

Sully:
Whew... Yeah, so am I. ...... Soooooo...

Gaius:
Yeaaaah...

Sully:
Ready for another 10 laps?

Gaius:
Sounds great!