Awakening Supports/Severa Owain

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C Support

Owain:
Let's see what we've got here... Hmm... Nice form... Elegant curve to the blade... I dub thee...Sword of the Swan! Hmm... Now this axe is nice and heavy, but with that bit on the end... I dub thee...Head Smoosher Plus One!

Severa:
Are you talking to that axe?

Owain:
No, that would be silly! I'm just naming our latest shipment of weapons.

Severa:
Doesn't that seem a bit childish?

Owain:
Ooh! I still haven't named your weapon!

Severa:
Pfft! It doesn't need a name.

Owain:
Of course it does! A name can be a very powerful thing! It makes a weapon your partner instead of a simple tool! Plus, you'll never confuse it with anyone else's!

Severa:
Did your mother sew your name into your smallclothes or something?

Owain:
Here, let me see it. It'll just take a second!

Severa:
No! Keep your grubby mitts off!

Owain:
Geez, all right, all right! No need to be rude.


B Support

Owain:
Severa? Hey, Severa!

Severa:
Oh, brother. What is it now?

Owain:
I was going to help you name your—

Severa:
I thought I made myself quite clear. My weapon does not need a name.

Owain:
Oh no, you were very clear on that point. That's not what I was going to say. I think you should name your special moves!

Severa:
Did you really just say "special moves"?

Owain:
Like "something-something...SWORD!" or "whatever...THRUST!" and stuff. Come on, it's easy. I'll help you!

Severa:
I wasn't aware you had moves at all, let alone special ones.

Owain:
Of course! I'm at 45 and counting. Just a few more, and I'll hit an even 50! Pretty impressive, huh?

Severa:
And you shout these names out loud while on the battlefield?

Owain:
That's kind of the point. It strikes fear in the enemy's heart!

Severa:
Or it just makes them easier to kill when they're doubled over laughing...

Owain:
...Something tells me I'm not convincing you.

Severa:
Listen, Owain. Ridiculous names and insane shouting is cute when you're six. But you're a grown man now! It's gone from embarrassing to just plain...creepy.

Owain:
Oh yeah? Well, I've got a name for the move you're pulling right now! Grumpy...BLAST!

Severa:
What if a real man decides to stab you while you're shouting? Hmm? You're left gurgling on your own blood while we find ourselves one fighter short! Go on! Ask anyone in camp! They all think you're ridiculous.

Owain:
You think... Do they really...?

Severa:
Yes, they really! So I'm sorry if I don't have time to indulge your weird little hobby! Now drop it!

Owain:
...S-sorry.


A Support

Severa:
Owain? Hey, Owain! OWAAAAAIN! ...Hey! You! Have you seen Owain?

Soldier:
Last I saw, he was in some tent, curled up in a corner muttering to himself.

Severa:
Oh, for the love of... Chrom just called an all-hands meeting. What does that man-child think he's doing?! Ugh, could he make this place any darker? Is he really even in here...?

Owain:
......

Severa:
O-Owain! What are you still doing here? Chrom called a meeting! And why are you clutching your knees and rocking in the corner? Talk about creepy!

Owain:
I am creepy.

Severa:
Hey, I was only stating the truth, weirdo. ...... Okay, what is it. Did something happen? What's wrong with you?

Owain:
Nothing happened. I'm just a creepy creep who creeps around with his weirdo hobbies.

Severa:
Are you still upset over what I said before?!

Owain:
No, I'm not upset. You were just stating the truth.

Severa:
Ugh, okay! I'm sorry! I went too far and now you're sad and blah blah blah. There. Are we good, now? Now come on. Chrom is waiting for us.

Owain:
What would Chrom want with a creepy creep like me?

Severa:
That's ENOUGH, mister!

Owain:
Muh...?

Severa:
Ugh... I can't believe you're actually going to make me say this... Since when did you ever let reality get in the way of your happy little fantasy world? You don't care what other people say. You walk your own path and whistle loudly! Deluded confidence and blind faith have always been your greatest strengths.

Owain:
You...really think so?

Severa:
I know so. So don't let a little criticism slow you down. Mine especially. Everyone knows I'm a huge jerk anyway, so just shrug it off and keep going.

Owain:
You're... *sniff* Severa, you're...

Severa:
I'm...what?

Owain:
RRAAAAAAAAAAUGH!

Severa:
...Oh, gods. It finally happened. The weirdo has snapped.

Owain:
Severa, you're right! This isn't me! I never listen to what anyone says. Half the time I don't know they're talking! Thank you, Severa. I feel a lot better! Now come on, I'll race you to Chrom's!

Severa:
Wh-what? No, I won't race you! Come back, Owain! *Sigh* ...What an idiot. Still, I'm glad he's better. A sad Owain is just...sad.


S Support

Owain:
Hey, Severa. Sorry again for before.

Severa:
Are we still talking about that? Forget it.

Owain:
No, really! Some of the things you said struck a chord in me. You helped me remember who I am and who I want to be!

Severa:
Owain, I... Look, I should be the one apologizing.

Owain:
Why? I understand why you got mad at me.

Severa:
Not that!

Owain:
What, then?

Severa:
Here, just...look at my weapon.

Owain:
This is... Hey, you inscribed a name in the handle! I thought you'd never! Wait...this looks really old and weathered. Which means you'd already... Ah ha ha! You're terrible! You gave me all that grief after you'd done the same thing? I guess that explains why you wouldn't let me see it before.

Severa:
Look closer, you goof! ...Read it.

Owain:
I'm confused, Severa. This is...my name.

Severa:
I know. That's why I was too embarrassed to tell you.

Owain:
You named your weapon after me? But...why? And how long ago?!

Severa:
Because you've always been nice to me, even when I wasn't. Because you're a person I've always been able to trust, no matter what. And because... I don't know. I guess I just...like you. I always have. I'm sorry, Owain... I'm always shouting and saying such terrible things to you... I don't mean to, honest. These things just...pop out of me for some reason! *Sniff* *sob*

Owain:
H-hey, don't cry!

Severa:
Waaaaaaaaah!

Owain:
Hey, come on! I think you're great! I mean, you named your weapon after me and everything, right? So come on. No more crying. I'm honored to be at your side.

Severa:
You...you mean it? *sniff* Like...REALLY at my side?

Owain:
Are you kidding? You're GORGEOUS! I'd cut off my sword hand just to stand near you for an hour! Um...sorry. Did I say too much there?

Severa:
...No, Owain. It was just right.