i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
5th-Feb-2020 11:11 pm
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.
Owain: Ho, Brady of the Moistened Eyes, what business have you here?! Brady: *Sob* Sh-Shut up! L-Leave me... *Sniff* Just leamme alooone! Owain: Man, are you crying already?! This is a new record. Brady: I'm... *sob* I AIN'T CRYIN'! *sniff* *sniffle* Owain: Actually no. You appear to be bawling. What happened this time, old friend? Brady: Whaddya mean "this time"?! Ya make it sound like it's an everyday thing! Owain: At this point, it kind of is... And why are you here, anyway? Weren't you joining the others on their training run? Brady: I did! I just couldn't keep up after the first ten minutes, all right?! Wanna make somethin' of it?! You and me gonna go round n' round?! Owain: Ah, I see! That explains why you're such a sweaty mess. ...It doesn't explain the tears, though. Brady: I told ya! I'm sentimental! Owain: You're sentimental about being out of shape?! Brady: Yes, all right?! Now mind yer beeswax and leave me alone! Owain: Um, Brady? Do you even know what "sentimental" means? Brady: 'Course I do! Whaddya think I am, some kinda limp noodle? Owain: Yes, well, you see, it's just that... You keep using it wrong. Sentimentality is when someone gets emotional over memories or moving events. Brady: So like... If I saw a litter of newborn kittens and couldn't stop cryin' for hours? Owain: Exactly! That's being sentimental! ...And a little weird, if we're being completely hon— Brady: I... *choke* Hnngh! Owain: Mordecai's claws! Are you still out of breath from running? If you feel like you're going to be sick, just turn your head and— Brady: *Sob* I'm fine! I just... When I pictured those tiny kitties lyin' there all blind and mewling... *hic* Owain: Right... So basically you are sentimental. But you're also a huge crybaby, too. Brady: D-Don't tell the others about this! If you do, I'll take yer lunch money! Owain: Heh, you put up a tough front, but you're just a huge softy inside. I don't think Brady of the Moistened Eyes is ready to join the Justice Cabal. ...But still, I'm glad we're friends. Brady: ...That mean you won't tell no one? Owain: Heh. If it's that important to you, your secret's safe with me. Call me sentimental!
Edited 2013-11-04 04:57 pm (UTC)