Random Scenario Thing

[forblaze]

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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[geronimoe]

[Rub some dirt in it. Gerome's face sours, and his hands stop and hover in the air. He's wearing a mask, but Gerome's look cuts through it like a wyrmslayer.]

And now you face the consequences. [Way to go.] You nearly lost your leg because of your salacious pursuits. And was it worth it?

[Going back to his wound now before this guy hurts himself even more. Or before Gerome does.]

maybe we should renovate it

[elucidatus]

[A fact that Laurent would immediately notice. He's always observing the camp and watching the army's conditions, if he's not working on their funding. He frowned at Inigo's request.]

Yes, I do. For what purpose do you require them for? You're unfit for any strenuous activities, Inigo.

[taketotheskies]

I wouldn't have it any other way. I may not want you in the fray, but...I'm glad you're here. [pulls him a little closer]

[aria_ardeinae]

Likewise. There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

[ Reyson leans into Tibarn's front, careful to avoid his wounded shoulder... Hey, shouldn't he be getting that looked at? He tugs at the lapel of Tibarn's coat nearest the injury. ]

...Do you want a hand taking this off?

[10000g]

( Three years ago, his grandma sent him away to study dark magic and along the way, he'd discovered he didn't have the talent for it. God, even a random orphan had more talent than him and he'd had the Hermit herself rattling dark magic at him for as long as he could remember. So that was it. He didn't have the talent for dark magic and he wasn't an Elimine priest. There was only anima magic, which he discovered he had a knack for but he could already hear his grandma's nags.

Anima was the most common magic of them all! Anyone with even half talent could learn anima magic! It was inferior to dark magic in every way.

But... his mother was a sage? His mother was a talented sage and his father admired her skill despite it being anima magic. In fact, he seemed to have a respect for it. He took after his mother and his father was okay with it. He could almost be happy. Almost if it weren't for... )

You know how grandma is. We didn't talk about it. ( Because you were both dead. ) Anima magic isn't worth her time.

( Yeah. )

She'll probably throw me off the mountain the next time I see her.

[cornwell]

( To the normal eye, there doesn't appear to be a reaction other than perpetual grumpiness. To someone with a sharp eye and a knack for spotting tells, they might notices how he he appears to become more agitated at the titular quip. He tenses ever so slightly and the scowl becomes sharper. Obviously, it's all in response to Matthew's aggravating behavior and smug grin. Don't Patronize Me (.tumblr(TM)). )

You don't need to talk to keep watch; pay attention.

( Translation: Now isn't going to be the chance to speak either. )

[scholastic]

[He doesn't understand, honestly. His son grew into an impressive anima mage, and that's a pleasant discovery, all around. Sure, there's a part of him disappointed in not being able to share that elder magic love with him, but it's a small part, made even smaller by the fates of his brothers.

Seeing his son fully grown, it is extremely difficult to imagine setting him on a path that might swallow him up like that. It's very difficult indeed.

And yet...now he's telling him that...he didn't know that his wife--Hugh's mother--is a sage? Honestly, Canas looks a little crushed at that, because...]

But I... I know I have certainly made mistakes, as far as acting as a proper father to you, but I had been determined to improve in that respect. Did I truly leave you with Mother so often as that?

[So yeah, death hasn't crossed his mind, he thinks he's still failing at the father thing and going off to pursue whatever random discoveries. Which, admittedly, is rather disconcerting, after the chat he's had with Nino, and his determination to improve.]

[theaxeffect]

Heheh! Teach here does the teaching, not you!

[ So proud of you, student. Gold star. ]

[theaxeffect]

[ Son. Look at the stars. The Great Vaikes of the past look down on us from those stars. They're also looking down on some bathing women. Embrace your cursed legacy!!!! ]

Chrom and I've gotten into worse scrapes than this. Lissa's used to it.

[10000g]

( This is a family reunion that wants to be happy but is just crushingly tragic all around.

Hugh acts like a bad guy but he has a good heart. Even if he barely remembers them, he loves his parents, and even if fate had other things in store for him, he wants his father to be happy. No, it's more than that. He doesn't just want his father to be happy, he wants to make his father happy. Great so he gets his father's approval in magic studies but still disappoints him in the end! )

... You liked to read. ( That much, he remembers. Thank you, for walking into the battle field with your nose in a book because it triggered a memory. ) You read stories to me whenever you could and always had a new one to tell.

( Stories, not dark tomes. )

[naw]

You mean team up more often, yes?

[awwwyes. her smile grows.]

I'd be delighted. [maybe she's playing it up a bit too much, but. no such thing as too much.] Minerva and I can even synchronize our flight patterns, so we'd be matching in the sky! [like a real couple!!]

[scholastic]

[For a moment, he's quiet, because he still doesn't understand how it could be that Hugh barely remembers both him and his wife. Or, maybe, he simply doesn't want to think of how that could be.

...But ultimately, he smiles. He has to. Because this is his son, and he's telling him that he liked to read him stories, and he could see that, he certainly could.

So really, he has to smile.]

Ah...well. Truthfully, you impressed me earlier with your comprehension and knowledge. I'm quite...proud to see that I would have such a thoughtful, intelligent son.

[Not only did he understand Canas' earlier ramblings about ~random portals~, he also helped him pick up his books. That's...well, Canas thinks that's worth quite a lot. Even if there are issues--and he doesn't understand still, some of what happens in the future, perhaps that's for the better.]

For my part, I suppose I shall have to make an earnest effort to continue to improve as well. I'm quite ashamed, truthfully, to think of how remiss I've been.

Re: 4

[magicofheart]

[Recently, Nino's found herself making more trips too and from the healing tent, too! Although she didn't quite know how to use a staff yet, she was hopefully going to be able to soon, but today she was here to drop off a few extra staves!]

[Seeing Canas made her smile, almost automatically.]

Uncle Canas! I'm running errands for Merlinus! How are you?

[twitchery]

[Quietly chews, swallows.] Is it just me or, er, does it taste...strange?

[Not necessarily bad weird, but one of those cases in which you know there's something off. And that off might just be the recipe having a little too much of this or a little too much of that but ultimately no big deal or it might be the ominous foreshadowing of bladder problems later.]

[twitchery]

[He nearly answers 'the dark cursed powers of my hand did indeed cause me to be quarantined until the sage wisdom of the army could band together to alleviate the suffering my cursed bloodline causes me.']

The dar- [And actually gets that far before catching himself.] That's not the point! Who did they take?

[ASIDE FROM NOT HIM.]

[leftinshame]

I could have hacked your head off.

[staymyswordhand]

[...legacy, huh. Well, he's always been proud to have your blood in his veins! Even if you come from the streets! You're a born fighter, Dad, and that's heroic on its own right!]

Even so! You really oughta be more careful. Aunt Maribelle wasn't too impressed either.

[vapidfloozy]

[He's seen Lucina in more casual clothes than her usual before, but not like this. Inigo brightens at the sight, a big smile spreading across his face.

All right, be suave! Be the ladykiller you are!

He holds out the flower.]

Wow, Lucina! You really do clean up well!

[...WAIT NO THAT'S TERRIBLE]

I - I mean! You look great!

[vapidfloozy]

You have no appreciation for the flowers of this fine land, Owain. Why, there are ladies all around us! That shopkeeper over there, the young lady at the well, why, even some of our fellow soldiers are fine specimens of womanhood.

[He peers at Owain.]

Surely you can appreciate some of them.

[geronimoe]

[nah you're so cute. stop that this instant]

Creating a dialogue between the two of you would be highly beneficial. ...Though she seems to have already taken a liking to you.

[geronimoe]

[Gerome sets his fork down slowly.

Then the presses sets his hand to his mouth. And swallows.

There is an ominous pause. That's it. That't the tag.]

[scholastic]

Ahh, an errand for Merlinus? That explains more than it does not, certainly. I am quite relieved to hear that.

[She's in the healing tents but not harmed, it's basically the best case scenario.

But that's when he does see the staves, and he tilts his head.]

You are working quite hard, are you not? Perhaps I could assist you.

[naw]

Well, you know what they say about dragonkin.

[does Gerome know? because Nah doesn't.]

Does that mean you have too, then? [cut straight to the chase. no mercy.]

[geronimoe]

[HELP]

What's that? It sounds as if the preparations for our meal are finished. We'd best be off.

[and gerome is taking his leave with minerva. TOODLES. GOODBYE.]

[twitchery]

...I'm seriously really sorry. I swear.