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Indie Henry!Morgan from fe13

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{ ☽ } - She sighs. “You don’t have to apologize for anything. I shouldn’t have tried to shut down your efforts so harshly.” She bites her lip. Here she thought that she’d matured greatly, but it seems she was just as insensitive and stone cold as she was prior to her arrival here. Somethings just never change.

{ ☽ } - She reaches up and ruffles his hair into a messy pile. “You better not die, if you do I’ll bring you back just to kill you again for being stupid!” She laughs, bringing her hand back down to her lap. “Laslow and Odin wouldn’t be happy about that either, so don’t even think about it-” She freezes, she didn’t mean to drop their names, but it’s okay! So long as she doesn’t mention their true names then it’s okay! She clears her throat. If she’s lucky he’ll brush it off as ‘just her close friends among the army that maybe he’ll like too?’ 

{ ☽ } - “And I mean it’s not like I want you to leave, per say… You just made me feel bad so I’m letting you stay, that all!” Selena often tossed and turned through out the night missing the comrades she once had along her side, so maybe having him here wouldn’t be so bad… “I guess the nice thing to say is something like ‘We don’t know ‘til we try! Maybe you’ll beat me!’ but I’m not like that, get ready to get your butt kicked. Hard.” Her competitive manner was one thing that would never change.

{ ☽ } - “Mark…” She tries the name on tongue. It’s foreign for her, and she may stumble sometimes, but it’s a nice name. “Nice pick, I guess. For any future slip ups, sorry.” She scratches her neck, it took a while to adapt to even just responding to Selena.

{ ☽ } - She suddenly lowers her tone, bringing her knees to her chest. “Hey, so since you just left that realm recently… My mother and father… Cordelia and Stahl… Are they okay? Did they say anything about me while I’ve been gone?” She fiddles with her fingers anxiously. “I never did get to say a proper goodbye to them. I just wanna know if they… miss me or something. Even if I’m not their Sev- Selena.”

“H-hey!” He pouts a bit before going and attempting to fix his hair. “I feel like my father would be pretty disappointed that he didn’t get to witness it.” Alright, this definitely warranted a joke. Wait, who were Laslow and Odin? Why would they care about-- Oh. Those were the others from their world weren’t they? At least that was the logical conclusion considering what she’d said earlier. “Then I just won’t die. Simple as that.” Mark grins over at her.

“Well thank you for granting me your humble permission.” He does a mock bow to her, before letting out a soft snicker. “I know I’m getting my butt kicked, my goal right now is to at least last long enough that it doesn’t look too pathetic.” 

He pauses a moment, as if trying to figure out how to word it. “They’re doing fine. They were worried about you though, they talked about you a lot. So I’d say they definitely missed you.”

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//Officially on spring break now, finger guns

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{ ☽ } - Her shoulders tense up as his excitement drains away. She let go of his shoulders, crossing her arms. It was almost like seeing a kicked puppy.

{ ☽ } -  “I just-” She groans quietly, struggling to find the right words. “I don’t want you getting hurt, Morgan. I know you’re capable…. But we’re friends, and things here are harsh… I don’t want to see you… you know…” She trails off. “I don’t want to see you die here, your mother wouldn’t forgive me… Maybe I went over the top with yelling, I’m sorry.” She speaks without her barbed tongue, her voice only laced with genuine concern.

{ ☽ } - Their bond wasn’t quite as strong as she had with the others she’d known from her own timeline, Morgan had come from entirely different time… but even so the time they spent together in the army from Ylisse was still important to her. And despite the time, they were still comrades. “You know my parents are gone, I don’t want to have to feel that loneliness again- you know you’re important or what ever…” 

{ ☽ } - She avoids his gaze, staring at the floor. “I… Ugh, I know you made a long trip and you’re making me feel bad…! So.. How about instead…” She takes a seat next to him. “How about we train together? It’ll take a while, but there’s no harm in trying. I was suppose to help you adapt to being here anyway so… you better take it seriously, got it..!? Cause I’m not gonna go easy on you!”

{ ☽ } - She nudges him in the side.  “So..! Don’t bother thinking about where you’re going now because you’re staying here! You gave your word to the King, huh!? What kind of tactician goes back on his word? Not your mother. So stop making that face!”

“I know you’re just worried and that’s understandable. I can also infer that I’m not aware of some important facts here and that I’m probably in over my head, but despite all that I still want to give it a shot you know? It’s alright, it was stupid of me to try and argue with you like that. I’m sorry too. I’ll promise you now that I have zero intentions of dying.” He heavily debated inserting a joke about his father there, but this wasn’t really the time for joking.

“I know you don’t and I wouldn’t want you to either.” He offers a small smile. “I’m glad to hear that you think i’m important, you’re important too. I want you to stay safe as well.”

“Wait...so you want me to stay now?” Wasn’t the whole conversation up until now about him having to leave? Why the sudden change? “I would be alright with training, though if what you said earlier is true then you’re probably going to destroy me.” A soft laugh escapes his lips as he gives her a slight grin. “And you’re right, I can’t just go back on my world like that.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this before. You should call me Mark instead of Morgan if we’re doing this whole name changing thing.”

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Talk shit about someone my Muse knows.

Could be a friend, a loved one, maybe even an enemy! Try to provoke some sort of action out of them! Can be done on or off anon.

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{ ☽ } - She sighed heavily. Her stress levels were seriously going from 0 to 100 in a matter of seconds. A soak in the hot springs was calling her name. “I’m not going to repeat myself, the second I give away too much information bad things could happen..! The others and I could easily get dismissed now if you blab with that loud mouth of yours!” 

{ ☽ } - “I know you did, but when we were brought over to this realm our original strengths could hardly bruise them. We received a boost of power from the person who hired us, and now here we are, serving as retainers for the royal family.” She looked away, it took her a while to adjust to the new equipment, to the new strength… but it was good. Especially for him, who was now capable of dancing on the fields. 

{ ☽ } - “Look Morgan, the bottom line is that you’re underestimating this! You don’t know what’s coming! Read all you want, there are more than just the two nations at war!” With all of her yelling, she was starting to give herself a headache. Of course, it’s all in good intent, she simply wants him to be safe-

{ ☽ } - She shakes his shoulders twice as hard. “I know you’re not, it’s in your eyes! I pity whoever you end up marrying, if you can even find someone to put up with that thick skull!!” At this rate, Selena really would be the cause of his death on his first day. So much for worrying.

That shut definitely shut him up for a moment. He didn’t want to get her or the others dismissed, that was the last thing he wanted to happen. He wanted to say, she didn’t have to tell him anymore if she couldn’t, but felt as though it wouldn’t really help the situation much.

“So I suppose I won’t be of any help even if I stay then. I-I see.” He didn’t intend to sound so pitiful, but that answer was hard to accept. He’d been so optimistic about this whole thing only a little while ago, thinking he was strong enough to help in this cause. If they had to receive a power boost to even be able to damage the enemies here, then he didn’t stand a chance. “I don’t know what to do now. I came all the way here, I can’t go back to mother and I already gave the leader of this army my word. I’ll need time to think of what to do from here.”

He felt that at this point it might be better not to say anything else if he valued his shoulders as they were. 

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Though he was ready to step in if need be, a fraction of the birds Henry had gathered began to flock around Morgan, playfully tugging at his hair and settling on the boy’s shoulders. The sight made Henry’s grin widen, the hint of warmth spreading throughout his being.

“Hey! You’re a natural!” What a relief! Whether it was because they recognized Morgan as his kin, or because he had inherited his affinity for animals, the crows seemed friendly enough around him… they also seemed friendly enough around the rest of his son’s lunch, which had attracted a few crafty stragglers. Ah… hopefully Morgan wouldn’t mind too much…?

Morgan was practically beaming, more than content with his success. The birds liked him! He reached one hand up to gently stroke the feathers of one of the crows. “This is so awesome!” Awesome enough that he didn’t really mind much that a few of the birds had taken to stealing his lunch. Well, he didn’t mind sharing with new friends.

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  “That’s n-not quite what I-I mean, b-but it doesn’t help. I h-had to expl-plain to him th-that he can’t hex o-other members of the Ord-der.”

“I know what you meant, no worries. That definitely sounds like my father, he did that sorta thing to the shepherds too. If you have a probably with him go tell mother, he always listens to her.”

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  “Having him h-here is both a bl-blessing a-and a curse.”

“Well he is a dark mage. Cursing is kinda his thing. ”

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sxmmoner:

  “Wait— Henry has kid?”

“You know my father?”

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“Of course! They’re my friends, after all.” And what friends didn’t understand each other? Though, he wondered… was that something that could be taught? He’d been talking to animals for as long as he could remember; it wasn’t something he actively thought about. 

But he was willing to try for Morgan’s insatiable curiosity - and hey, then they could all play together! The flurry of wings and feathers surrounding him dispersed slightly, just enough for him to reach for Morgan’s hand and gently pull the other towards the flock of birds. “All you have to do is bare your heart and make your intentions clear! Crows appreciate honesty the most.”

Morgan steps towards the birds, a look of determination momentarily crossing his face. So all he had to do was be honest with them? He could do that.

“I want to be friends with you, okay?” Morgan grins up at the crows, part of him regretting not bringing the rest of his lunch with him to provide as a potential offering. Well, there was always another time for that. 

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{ ☽ } - She inhales sharply, Selena can’t afford to have her identity revealed to anyone. Her expression is no worse than a scowl.

{ ☽ } - Of course, she wants to explain the reasoning behind her worries deeper- but she can’t, not now and not here. So she explains only what she can, in a very low voice. 

{ ☽ } - “Look, Morgan. There are two other people that you know- We are only here for the war. We were hired by someone so we’re only here for a mission. A mission. That means not forever.” She uses careful words. It won’t take him much to figure out just who those two others are, not with their animated personalities, and not with his wit- or lack thereof. “Secondly, not everything from a book is accurate to reality. Just because you read it, doesn’t mean it’s going to be the same.” She feels herself getting more heated as she tries to explain why he shouldn’t be here, her grip on his shoulders tightening. “You need to find some place safer than here-”

{ ☽ } - Hearing his little ‘quirky comment’ she shakes him entirely in a fit of annoyance. “And you don’t just say that to a cute and pretty girl!!!”

“Wait so it’s not just you then?” In any other circumstance that would be exciting news, but with each passing word feelings of confusion and anxiety were growing.

For a moment he tried to piece together what she was saying. She was hired for a mission in an entirely different world, the books he’d read are probably not accurate and this place was unsafe for reasons that may or may not correspond to the war. That gave him far more questions than answers.

“Selena I survived fighting destruction incarnate, what could possibly be worse than that?” He crosses his arms, trying his best to remain a calm composure (which was mildly failing).

He lets out a rather distinct squeak as she shakes him. “I’m sorry!” But you’re not helping your case at all, he wanted to add but decided against it.

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{ ☽ } - It took a moment to sink in, was she just hallucinating? That couldn’t be! “Wh-… Morgan?! Is that actually you!?”

{ ☽ } - Her eyes widen at the sight of the familiar friend, just what was he doing here?! ‘Instead of providing assistant to Lady Camilla for the next few days, you’ll be showing the new recruit around- just until the recruit understands the basics.’  was what she was told, and she was more than eager to boast about her skills as a mentor- and yet!! All of the trouble it took for Lady Camilla to agree to the temporary change and yet!!!… It all built up to seeing Morgan!?

{ ☽ } - “What are you doing here, you idiot!? And don’t call me that right now! I’m suppose to be Selena, got it!? Don’t mutter that name again, or I’ll end you!” She put her hands on his shoulders. “You need to get back to your mother and everyone else, it’s not safe here..!”  

“Sev- Selena! Please calm down!” Honestly he was expecting more of a pleasant reaction, but he can’t say that he didn’t understand the reasoning behind her panic. 

“I’m not going back, and I know it’s not safe. I spent the whole day reading about the two countries, I know a decent amount of what’s going on and I’m going to help.” He had no intention of going back home. The him of that time was to be born in less than a month and frankly he couldn’t keep clinging to her when she’s soon to have her real child to take care of. He had to go somewhere and hey, now that he knew one of his friends was here then he had even more reason to stay.

“I feel more threatened by you right now then the actual war.” 

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@kakuretatsuki

“Severa? You’re here too?” He had only just joined the army earlier that day and had spent most of the day reading up on both Hoshido and Nohr. Luckily for the two of them, they were the only ones around this area right now so no one else had heard him.

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@plegiaisms

“Is this a bad time? I wanted to ask if you were done with the book you were reading a few nights ago.” He’d been looking forward to reading it for a while, and frankly he couldn’t think about much else. “If you’re not then may I read it with you?”

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@cawstics

“Hey, Father? Do you really understand the crows?” It was something he’d always wondered, but never really thought to ask about. “Could you teach me to?” It would definitely be interesting, learning how to speak with the birds, not to mention the tactical uses of it.

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@cxrsedsilence

“Here, I have a couple extra.” Morgan crouches down in front of her, holding out a concoction. “I know that’s got to hurt, you don’t have to hide it.”

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//Starter call!