♪ supports & scripts (awakening + DLCs)

[ultraviolins]

This is a reference post for Brady's support dialogues. In order to reflect my decision to play him as an only child, the conversations where he's the son of either Chrom or Robin/My Unit (and thus Lucina/Morgan's sibling and Owain's cousin) won't be included in this post. I also default to playing him without any romantic attachments, but his Rank S supports with the second generation girls will be included for my convenience should that kind of development occur in a meme/game/PSL.

♫ FAMILY

● Maribelle
● Father

♫ FIRST GENERATION → AVATAR, ....

● Robin (F)
● Robin (M)

♫ SECOND GENERATION → FUTURE CHILDREN

● Cynthia
● Gerome
● Inigo
● Kjelle
● Laurent
● Lucina
● Morgan (F)
● Morgan (M)
● Nah
● Noire
● Owain
● Severa
● Yarne

Comments

● SUPPORT A

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Morgan: Braaaaaady... Brady-Brady!
Brady: Ugh, not her again...
Morgan: What? Why are you running?! Waaait for meeeeee! ...Ha-hah! Caught ya!
Brady: Gah! What is with you, you crazy dame?!
Morgan: I brought you a very special gift today!
Brady: Eh?!
Morgan: The perfect panacea for the 90-pound weakling! Ambrosia to the anemic! All in the latest thrilling installment of Morgan's Adventures in Nutrition!
Brady: What, uh... What IS that red sludgy muck, exactly?
Morgan: Lifeblood drained from a fell viper! It's sure to put the sheen back in your scales!
Brady: Swear to Naga, if you get that stuff near me, I'll give ya what for!
Morgan: But wait! There's more! Ta-daaah! Check it out! Bear gizzards! Put the stuff of bears in you! It's gotta be strong because, hey, BEARS! ...Am I right?!
Brady: No way I'm touching that, neither!
Morgan: Aww, no need to be shy just because they're exotic delicacies. This one's on the house!
Brady: That ain't what I'm worried about! And stay back! Stay ba—lrghlrghlrgh?!
Morgan: There's a nice Brady. Drink up now! Every...last...drop. Ooh, yeah! Feel those supercharged bear guts slip down the ol' gullet! And don't forget to wash it down with a tall glass of snake! Mmm, taste that predator!
Brady: B-B-BLEAAARGLE! *cough* *hack!*
Morgan: Well? Does it feel like it's working?
Brady: *Cough* Even if it did, it ain't gonna work THAT fast! And just where do you get off thinkin' you can just— Huh?
Morgan: Hmm? Brady? Something wrong?
Brady: Wh-What? What's going on?! I feel... I feel power welling up inside me! It's floodin' every inch of my body!
Morgan: Now that's what I call fast acting!
Brady: Amazing! I feel...healthy. Weirdly healthy! My body's not used to feeling this spry! This is... Wow! This feels incredible! Uh, thanks, Morgan. Really, thanks! I, uh... I guess I was wrong about you...
Morgan: You're welcome!
Brady: Hey, uh...sorry for all the hullabaloo earlier, yeah? I got all hung up on thinking you was a spy or something. What a loon I was!
Morgan: Aw, everybody makes mistakes! Don't even worry about it.
Brady: Well, if you're sure, then thanks. But boy howdy, you really do live in your own world, don't you? Guess all the goofball antics and meddling is sincere. You really do mean well!
Morgan: Of course! I may not have my memories, but I can still be myself, and that's just who I am! At least, I'm pretty sure? Ha ha ha! Who knows, right? Oh, I slay me!
Brady: Heh, you're one crazy number, Morg. But, yeah...in a good way.