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Random Scenario Thing

0 × Recruitment. I want you(!) to join our army! Remember to always give in to whatever ridiculous demands they want. Alternatively, they've just joined the army and you're trying to make a good first impression.

1 × Shopping. It's your duty to make sure the army stays supplied some how so make sure you pick the best weapons and sell what you need to get the funds. Wait, no! You can't sell that! It has sentimental value!

2 × Watch duty. Morning, day, evening, and night; someone has to keep a look out around camp! You wouldn't want any brigands or monsters to sneak into camp and cause trouble.

3 × Training. Wake up, wake up, rise and shine, daisies. Lesson one: A soldier must have discipline and what better way to prove that than by waking up before sunrise for some intense exercise?

4 × Healing tent. You used to be a great soldier until you took an arrow to the knee. Injuries are bound to happen on the battle field so you might as well get used to finding the healing tent now.

5 × Benched. You haven't been benched! You're just… holding down the fort while everyone else goes off to fight.

6 × Romance. Is now really the time for a confession? Did you even realize you were in love? Chat it up and get those A/S supports going.

7 × Restoration. The war is over and as much as you want to relax, there's still a lot of work that needs to be done.

8. × Desert level. The sun is blazing, the sand is hot, it's hard to get around, and did you just trip on some buried treasure or run into a mirage village's wall?

9× RNG. Shenanigans.

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( When they reach the oasis, Lucina smiles. What a relief it is to feel grass under her feet instead of shifting sands. And don't even get her started on the shade. Of course, she never once complained on the march across the desert (she had to set an example and certain other persons did plenty of complaining for the entire army).

Then there are people like Cynthia and Gerome that easily travel the terrain on their mounts. She gives Gerome an amused smile when she sees him, )

I hope the march wasn't too much for you and Minerva.

( As long as she's in charge, there won't be anymore brigand attacks! She's also been working carefully with the efforts abroad, making sure the rights of the Plegians and Valmese are protected even if they were on the wrong side of past wars. As such, she's been away for a little while. When Maribelle returns to Ylisse, she makes a beeline straight towards where ever Lissa is, )

Lissa, darling, how have you been?

( She's missed you so! )

[ yeah, really, he'd probably die with a smile on his face... but let's not think about that, shall we? He'd only come here after some encouragement (read: orders) from Robin. And, as much fun as he'd been having out there slaying hordes of his enemies, he's an obedient lad, and so here he is. In fact, that penchant for slaying might be the reason he got sent here at all. They were fighting other men in this battle, not Risen, and Chrom and Robin both wanted to minimize casualties... which was an order Henry wasn't so good at obeying.

His expression brightens when he unexpectedly spots Olivia in the medical tent, and he trots over to her, meeting her halfway. ]

Oh hey, Olivia! What are you doing in here? Don't tell me you got an ouchie, too! [ a pause. oh, she asked him something. ] Well, this one guy got me pretty good with an axe in the side here, [ he pats said side gently, ] but I can barely feel it, to tell you the truth!

Ah, of course, Prince Roy of--

[ new account have mercy ]

[..... huh?????

Prince....Roy....

He knows Eliwood had a son, and he knows his name is Roy. That much is true. They were all very proud when they got the news. Good on you, Eliwood.

.... but that couldn't have been more than a year or so ago. Maybe less. Canas is bad at keeping track of time but not that bad.]

[and then it all sinks in.]

Prince Roy? But that's--that's impossible!

[...????]

I... Oh dear. I may be further from home than initially anticipated.

[IS HE EXCITED? IS HE AFRAID? OH GOD WHAT ARE HIS FEELINGS DOING]

[ for his part, Jaffar has no opinion on this little errand. Countless times, he's been asked to do less than savory things, and running off to shop with a man who hates him to the core is hardly among the worst of them. He'd stopped caring about the discomfort he might cause others long ago - and, Nino aside, it's going to take quite a while for him to relearn how to start caring again.

He's well aware of how much Matthew dislikes him still, even after turning his blade away, but he has nothing against the man, and he's as quiet as ever as they slip towards the town, face stony and unreadable. ]

... [ a blank glance. Surely he can't think that he could honestly outpace Jaffar, right? ]

( He was careless. He was so concerned with pinning down an enemy sniper, he hadn't even noticed one of the thieves sneaking up from the side until it was almost too late. It was easy enough to lay both down but he'd come out of it with a nasty gash on his sword arm. There's no way he can fight on the frontline like this but he doesn't want to stay behind either. He's entirely too impatient to wait for a healer so he just helps himself at the healer's tent, finding a roll of bandages to wrap his arm in.

But he really should have a healer look at that before it gets worse. )

( What an awful night to be to be on watch. It's hard enough to see in the dark as it is and is has to be a foggy night too? Tis the night for thieves to shine but it wouldn't be wise to leave one all alone in case something did happen. So it's more like Matthew is on watch duty and Raven is on guard duty.

Either way, it's a pretty uneventful watch when nothing is happening. It doesn't help that Raven seems to be perfectly content to just stand there, arms crossed, and not making any conversation. )

( We're still talking about how Nabata and Ilia are on different sides of the continent, right? Look, he knows the army might move a little slow and take some time to get there but if it's that big of a deal, surely this guy can hire someone to take him there directly?

And what is up with that look. )

... Hey, are you okay?

[Though they might have been spared the grueling tread across the desert sands, the sun would take a greater toll on wyverns and pegasi alike. Cynthia, Gerome, and others would have to light on the ground more than once, to offer their comrades a drink before they rejoined the rest of the group. Perhaps the two of them were more rested than the others, and for that, Gerome felt slightly guilty. Without a word, he would take it upon himself (Cynthia, also) to find water and shade for their friends so they may rest in the oasis.

Now, Gerome is on his feet and has a hand soothingly pressed to Minerva's maw. She's very thirsty; his water had gone warm on the journey here. The tips of his ears burn a gentle pink at Lucina's comment.]

For Minerva more so, I'm afraid. I am to accompany her to our nearest water source. I am only glad to procure any water should you have a need for it, Lucina. Are you well?

[Yeah that's. That's what we're talking about. He pauses. Is he okay? He doesn't know. It's a little exciting. If this is true, he's in the future. He's in the future oh god how is he going to get home??? Normally he'd be purely excited, but after the scolding Nino have him...well, there's a large part of him reminding him that hey, his son and wife are back home even despite this incredible scientific discovery.

... ... ... What are his feelings doing?

His shoulders slump wearily.]

I... Oh no. [sigh] Of all the possible destinations... But I truly cannot stay--much as I would like to, because truly, this is unheard of in the academic community--! [...no, Canas, bad.]

That is. I mean. No, no I truly cannot stay here.

[ TMW you get injured in battle, but not so much that you need a healing staff out in the field - which means going back to healing tent and waiting while the healers patch up everyone who's a little more at risk of bleeding all their blood.

The gash on Florina's thigh makes it painful to sit or stand or lay down, and she looks a bit grumpy about it until she spots Ninian and her expression... fluctuates. Mostly worried. ]

N-Ninian! Were you injured as well?

[As graceful as would-be dancers may be on their feet, they weren't entirely immune to being struck, even at their legs and ankles. Gerome was fortunate enough to be stationed nearby during the battle; Minerva could carry one other on her back. Despite the strong distaste Gerome held for Inigo, he didn't wish any ill on him. (At least not one as terrible as a wounded leg.)

Minerva is settled outside, shifting on her legs and tossing her head as the battle rages onward some ways off, but she is obedient. Gerome hobbles the other into the medical tent, Inigo's arm over his shoulder, his own bracing Inigo's back. He mutters, teeth grit.]

Our clerics are still in battle. Lissa will be here as soon as the battle permits her absence. [He distinctly remembers Olivia giving a cry as Inigo fell wounded. She would likely arrive with her. He's slow and meticulous as he helps Inigo sit down.] Carefully...

BEHOLD!

[Pose. Sword with freshly carved inscription in the air, hand in front of face, you know the drill and it shall pierce the heavens. You beholding, Cynthia? He can't hold this pose for long.]

[And that was when Owain burst into the scene, turning to Gerome with a horrified, then relieved expression tempered with a bit of horror (but also relief.)] Oh, thank the gods, you're here. [He looks like he's going to hug Gerome. He's seen some dark shit.]

[At the sound of her friend's voice, the until-then distracted Ninian looks up. Then she shakes her head and sits up from her seat, walking towards Florina as fast as possible.]

... I was not, Miss Florina. My apologies for worrying you. [She then takes Florina's hand.] You do need to sit down, however.

( Spoilers: Your wife and son haven't been home for a long time, especially your wife. )

Yeah? ( He's so confused now. ) We can find you a pegasus escort at camp if you're in that much of a rush.

[-...stupid character limits.]

[Wow tag your spoilers???

But yeah Canas, this might be clearer if you actually. Explain.

Though that offer does surprise him.]

Oh, that's very kind of you, but I'm afraid that won't help. You see, I believe there was, in fact, a temporal...ah, displacement along with the spacial--one that I did not notice until just now.

[...futuuuuure.]

You see, while I am aware of the existence of a Prince Roy...I highly doubt he shall be leading an army as an infant.

(

. . . )

Do you have a hood? ( Because the sun is obviously getting to you, old man. Temporal, really? Infant Roy leading an army? Hugh knows Roy is baby faced but he isn't actually a baby. ) Look, we need to get you out of the sun.

[ Getting Florina to sit still if she was hurt would be difficult, so lucky for Ninian that she isn't. Also lucky for her that she isn't hurt because... being injured sucks, as Florina can attest to.

She calms down, noticeably, when Ninian takes her hand, and carefully lowers herself to a cot. ]

...I'm happy that you're alright. I... I'm a little bit injured myself, though.

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