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==C Support==
 
==C Support==
 
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Yeah. You there.<br><br>
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You there.<br><br>
  
 
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I...Did I? I'm sorry, I didn't intend to, I swear.<br><br>
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I... Did I? I'm sorry, I didn't intend to, I swear.<br><br>
  
 
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N-no, wait! It was a force of habit!<br><br>
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N-no, wait! It was force of habit!<br><br>
  
 
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I see...Hmm... I'm thinking this could have it's uses... Heh... Meh heh heh heh...<br><br>
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I see... Hmm... I'm thinking this could have its uses... Heh... Meh heh heh heh...<br><br>
  
 
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You have a fightening amount of talent. Your innate magical potential is vast. Even that talisman I made turned you into an entirely different person! One couldn't hope for a greater vessel to shape into a curse slinger. ...And you could never be in my way.<br><br>
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You have a frightening amount of talent. Your innate magical potential is vast. Even that talisman I made turned you into an entirely different person! One couldn't hope for a greater vessel to shape into a curse slinger. ...And you could never be in my way.<br><br>
 
   
 
   
 
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I don't want you dealing in hexes. The dark arts carry with tme tremendous risks. My future self knew as much...<br><br>
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I don't want you dealing in hexes. The dark arts carry with them tremendous risks. My future self knew as much...<br><br>
 
   
 
   
 
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Just don't expect to me to say it often! ...Or maybe ever again! And just because hexes are off the table doesn't mean I have nothing to teach you. There are more ways than hexing to skin a cat. ...Or other things. Heh. So pay attention, and try to follow along.<br><br>
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Just don't expect to me to say it often! ...Or maybe ever again. And just because hexes are off the table doesn't mean I have nothing to teach you. There are more ways than hexing to skin a cat. ...Or other things. Heh. So pay attention, and try to follow along.<br><br>
 
   
 
   
 
<b>Noire</b>:<br>
 
<b>Noire</b>:<br>
Oh yes, ma'am!<br><br>
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Oh yes, ma'am!
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Latest revision as of 19:25, 16 January 2016

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C Support

Tharja:
You there.

Noire:
Eep?! M-Mother! Did you need something?

Tharja:
What were you doing in that last battle? Were you trying to distract me?

Noire:
I... Did I? I'm sorry, I didn't intend to, I swear.

Tharja:
You mirrored my every movement! It was like some bizarre curse.

Noire:
Oh. That. Well, you see—

Tharja:
Don't care. Doesn't matter. Just stop.

Noire:
N-no, wait! It was force of habit!

Tharja:
What...habit?

Noire:
In the future, you were always too wrapped up in your research to teach me things. N-not that I blame you! I know you had your reasons... You were consumed with avenging Father, so you never had time to waste on me. But I wanted to help you, so I... I taught myself magic and dark arts by following your example.

Tharja:
And that became a habit?

Noire:
Er, well, yeah. I guess.

Tharja:
Hmm...

Noire:
O-oh! But if it's a distraction, I'll stop! I promise! So, um, it'd be really nice if maybe you didn't...put any weird curses on me?

Tharja:
I see... Hmm... I'm thinking this could have its uses... Heh... Meh heh heh heh...

Noire:
Eeeek!

B Support

Tharja:
Why doesn't it work?! We're performing the rites in perfect sync!

Noire:
Hmm... Still no use, then.

Tharja:
"Still"?

Noire:
Well, I've... I've never managed to actually place a hex on anyone... I can use dark magic in combat just fine. But the sorts of hexes you deal in, Mother—they've always been beyond me somehow.

Tharja:
That makes no sense. You're able to mirror my actions perfectly.

Noire:
True, but I can only mimic the form. Not the substance.

Tharja:
It still doesn't make sense. But then again, none of this does. Why wouldn't my future self have taught you how to properly curse people? If I was swallowed up in research, I'd never turn away a useful assistant...

Noire:
I'm not sure. I was pretty young.

Tharja:
Hardly a problem. I was instructed in the dark arts from infancy. Even my umbilical cord was cut with a curse.

Noire:
Ew, gross! What kind of weirdo curses a newborn baby?!

Tharja:
Meh heh heh... Well, no matter. That just means it falls on me to shape you into something useful. Oh, and I shall teach you... Whether you wish it or not. Heh... Meh heh heh.

Noire:
I'm s-scared, Mother... But I'll try to...do my best.

Tharja:
Hmm, yes. Yes, you will...

A Support

Noire:
I've assembled the last of the implements for the rite, Mother. I'm finally going to learn to cast hexes. I'll make a useful assistant yet, just watch!

Tharja:
......

Noire:
Er, Mother?

Tharja:
...I've changed my mind. There will be no rite tonight.

Noire:
What? But...

Tharja:
I won't be teaching you the dark arts. Now put those implements away.

Noire:
But why? Wh-what did I do? Do I lack the talent? Am I in your way?

Tharja:
You have a frightening amount of talent. Your innate magical potential is vast. Even that talisman I made turned you into an entirely different person! One couldn't hope for a greater vessel to shape into a curse slinger. ...And you could never be in my way.

Noire:
Then why?

Tharja:
...I think I've come to understand the motives of my future self.

Noire:
What?

Tharja:
I don't want you dealing in hexes. The dark arts carry with them tremendous risks. My future self knew as much...

Noire:
You think that she was worried for my safety? That...she loved me?

Tharja:
Can't say. Not about her, at least. ...But I love you, if that helps.

Noire:
Mother...

Tharja:
Just don't expect to me to say it often! ...Or maybe ever again. And just because hexes are off the table doesn't mean I have nothing to teach you. There are more ways than hexing to skin a cat. ...Or other things. Heh. So pay attention, and try to follow along.

Noire:
Oh yes, ma'am!