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 Posted: Sun Aug 17, 2008 9:12 pm
 ~Ninian~ Guinevere--A
Nils--A Retired
Sue--C
Lilina--C Retired People: 2/15
Support Points used: 4/25
Would like to support with:
Roy
Fire DragonLast Update: (8/8/09 ) Edited formatting and colors.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 7:01 pm
~Guinevere~ C Support:
Guinevere: Where is the blasted cookie dough?! I swear they put it in here! I’m not going to go searching all over the camp just for some stinkin’ cookie dough!!
Ninian: *enters* Oh, hello. I’m sorry; I didn’t realize that anyone else was in here.
Guinevere: Oh! I’m sorry; you didn’t hear any of that did you?
Ninian: Well, I heard something about cookie dough. . . . There is none left, correct?
Guinevere: Oh, well I thought there might be some left after Roy and Sophia made cookies yesterday.
Ninian: No, they used it all, and then proceeded to eat all of the cookies as well. Although I suspect Miss Ilyana helped with that. That’s why I went out and bought some more cookie dough. I wanted to make some more cookies myself.
Guinevere: I see.
Ninian: By the way, but I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m Ninian.
Guinevere: Nice to meet you, Ninian. I am Guinevere, Princess of Bern.
Ninian: Pleased to meet you, Princess Guinevere. If you like, we could make cookies together.
Guinevere: Sounds like fun! I mean that sounds nice. You could just call me Guinevere, by the way.
Ninian: Alright. As you wish, Guinevere.
B Support:
Guinevere: Dang it I thought that would work! I mean c’mon how was I supposed to know that you bake cookies in an oven instead of using Elfire?! Seriously!! I was raised as a spoiled little brat not some chef!
Ninian: *enters* Well, I’ve managed to put out the fire, and the damage isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. However, most of the cookies are completely charred. . . .
Guinevere: Ah, Ninian! The house is still intact, is it not? I hope she didn’t hear that little rant . . . (<--thought bubble lol)
Ninian: Yes, of course it is. The counter we were using is not in very good shape now, but it’s alright. Some of the men are going to fix it. Oh, it’s snowing again!
Guinevere: Yes, it’s very beautiful.
Ninian: Mm, that it is. It has been a while since I last saw snow like this. Does it snow much in Bern?
Guinevere: In some places in the mountains it does.
Ninian: Guinevere, forgive me if it is not my place to say this, but. . . . Why does your manner of speaking change when you are by yourself?
Guinevere: My way of speaking doesn’t change.
Ninian: But, Guinevere. . . . I heard you, before. And when we first met as well. You . . . you don’t sound like a princess when you speak like that!
Guinevere: . . . .I’m tired of speaking all formal, okay? I swear everyone expects princesses to be all proper! I can’t even be like a normal person. I couldn’t even act like a friggin’ teenager because I had to be proper and act like royalty. My brother’s the king; I’m not the queen even though my father wanted me to be the queen. Can’t I be normal for a change?! So because of my freakin’ blood I have to be proper. Do you know how hard that is when I hang around this crowd? *breathing hard since she said all this in one breath*
Ninian: Guinevere . . . I’m sorry.
A Support:
Ninian: Guinevere, I want to apologize. I never should have said anything.
Guinevere: There’s no need to apologize. I shouldn’t have gone off like that. It’s not right for a princess to act that way.
Ninian: No, no, I am sorry. You should . . . be yourself, as cliché as that sounds.
Guinevere: Seriously? It’s okay for me to be totally not like a princess?
Ninian: Well, you are a princess by birth, and while it is polite to speak politely to others, you should not put on an act for others. That’s almost as if you are lying to them.
Guinevere: I’m not putting on an act. I’m being myself by being polite since that’s how I was raised so I’m not really lying. But sometimes I just wish I didn’t have to be so freaking proper.
Ninian: That’s just the way the world is, I suppose. But . . . Guinevere, if you like, you don’t have to talk properly in front of me. After all, we are friends, right?
Guinevere: Oh, thank Saint Elimine! Bein’ all proper and polite all the time gets kinda boring; plus people keep staring at you like you’re some statue or something.
Ninian: Haha! Perhaps.
Guinevere: It’s kinda weird to be friends with my cannon pairing’s mom, but I’ll get used to it.
Ninian: Ah. . . . I never thought of it like that before. . . . Oh my.
Guinevere: Haha! Wanna go make so more cookies? I swear I won’t use Elfire this time!
Ninian: Alright, Guinevere! Let’s go get some more cookie dough then.
Guinevere: I’ll use Fire instead!
Ninian: Guinevere?
Guinevere: Or maybe I’ll borrow Bolganone from someone. . . .
Ninian: Oh, dear. . . .
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 7:02 pm
~Nils~ Retired C Support: [[pending]] B Support: [[pending]] A Support: [[pending]]
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 7:03 pm
~Sue~ C Support:
Sue: You're... Nils's sister? I know him from the Host Club...
Ninian: Yes, that's right. You are Miss Sue, correct?
Sue: Yeah. If I remember, you were with Father... and Lord Eliwood. At least it's what the stories say. ... you're... a dancer?
Ninian: Yes. My mother taught me how, a long time ago.
Sue: Ah, I see... I've heard that like your brother's songs... your dances can restore our energy.
Ninian: My dances are to honor life. With our power, they can also aid others. That is about the only thing I can do to help.
Sue: Well, if you can't fight... I shall do it for you, the same as I do for Nils.
Ninian: You would . . . you would protect someone like me? Despite what I am?
Sue: You're part of our group.. my tribe. I'd use this bow against any of our... family's enemies.
Ninian: Miss Sue . . . Are all Sacaen nomads this . . . kind? Lady Lyn, too . . . She protected us without question. I don't understand why you would do this for me.
Sue: As I said... we look after our tribe. And... a lot of the things I learned... did come from Father. I'm not his clone but... I know he's right in a lot of respects, and he too raised his bow for the both of you. I will do the same and continue to for the rest of my days.
Ninian: Miss Sue . . . thank you.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 7:04 pm
~Lilina~ Retired
C Support:
[[pending]]
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 8:05 pm
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