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"Cry justice into the dark of night, and it will echo back, "Cynthia!" Any who would face divine judgment, step forward and meet my blade!" ✿ [ Indie Cynthia RP blog ] ✿ ✿ [ Multiverse ] ✿ ✿ [ Tracking | hergallant ] ✿

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"Oh, Cynthia! There you are!" 

Briskly trotting over, Sumia offered her fellow pegasus knight and future daughter a wide smile. Always more than glad to see her, Sumia often felt dismayed there wasn’t enough time for them to be mother and daughter, and especially in the middle of one rather large war. Hopefully, there might be stretch today. 

Lightly taking Cynthia’s hand in hers, Sumia eagerly posed her inquiry. “I do hope I’m not interrupting anything, but you would mind spending the rest of the afternoon with me, Cynthia?”

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—-✿ "Mom!” She turned her head to the sound of a familiar voice, a voice where she finds comfort and security in. It was always refreshing to hear her mom’s voice- Especially in these dreadful times.

—-✿ “Yes, yes, yes! A bajillion times yes! I’m always happy to spend time with you, mom.” She squeezes her mom’s hands tight, perhaps a little too tight, as she bounces up and down in delight.

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"WHAT!? What did I even do?""

—-✿ “Something dreadful I guess, I dunno. I just got orders from- I mean- Er...because!”

—-✿ “Because...Because I said so!”

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

[brutal-tactician-felix-deactiva]

Finally she was smiling again, which Felix considered a good thing. Her expressions of anger almost made her look like a completely different person, yet now she was back to normal, even jesting and poking at him. And he had to admit it was hard to not smile, even though his own remained soft and serene.

"I’m well aware. But I don’t intend to let anyone down. Trust me on that."

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---✿ Goodie goodie! But you really need to work on your heroics. Being a tactician’s is kinda being like a hero, after all.” 

---✿ Maybe I can give ya’ lessons sometime! I’ll even throw in an extra smiling lesson too, cause, boy do you need it.”

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[[ After like a kajillion years I’m back and it’s finALLY VACATION SO HEY Y EAH ]]

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[[ I'm so very sorry for the inactivity. A lot of things have happened and I can't really find the time to manage this blog- But I will try to update whenever I'm free. ]]

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halloween house party date with owain and cynthia

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

[brutal-tactician-felix-deactiva]

The embodiment of honor? Well there was a difference between fighting with honor and being a fool. Felix knew Chrom and Lucina would always fight with honor. And he fought on the front lines with his troops to keep everyone safe. But was there time for ‘honor’ when ones opponents were the dead, the tyrannical, or the fanatical?

He didn’t voice these to Cynthia however. She seemed set in her ways. He only hoped he wouldn’t have to save her, but he could only discipline a soldier so far before risking them becoming rebellious. He just hoped his point was subconsciously made.

"Very well. I can agree to that… … … I do not think you aren’t a capable fighter. I just worry for all my comrades, even the ones who think I’m a ‘smelly, stinky boots.’"

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    "Great to hear that we're finally on the same page!" Cynthia said ecstatically. Finally someone understood her! Or at least, that is what she thinks. But either way, those words were enough to make her smile. "Well, I guess it's good to know people care for my well being. Just be a wee more straight forward about it next time, won'tcha?"

    "Hm..But I think 'Sir grumpy face' would suit you more!" She said jokingly as she poked at the other man's cheeks. "I'm sorry if I sounded a bit mean..But lighten up will ya'? The whole army's looking up to you, so you should always wear your best smile!" 

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    ”Greetings to you as well, Cynthia. I’m doing well— how are you? Besides terrorizing the flowers, that is.” Inigo beams, as his gaze trails to stare at the abused flowers once more. The poor plants are stripped of the glorious petals that makes them beautiful in the first place! Without petals, what is a flower? A mere stem, that’s what. The mercenary decides to explicitly ignore the fact that he is simply overreacting. And he finds it funny to use gruesome words to suggest that she’s abusing them— all in good jest, of course. He doesn’t blame her in the event where she glares at him angrily.

    Of course, the Pegasus knight fumes as she attempts to defend herself. She firmly grips the stems, ceasing her plucking. Inigo snickers at the notion. Someone is quite defensive of their hobbies. Well, he can’t chastise her for doing so. After all, if someone is to insult his affinity for dancing he will be devastated.

     ”Say, what are you doing, anyways?” He inquires, raising a finger to scratch as his chin— the undeniably intelligent expression. “Do you have fun tearing petals off or something? Or did you take after your mother and did those… Hm, what do you call that now? Fortunes? Ooh, you’re a fortune teller, right?” The male eagerly enters in a session of “Q and A” with the pigtailed girl. Needless to say, his interest is somehow piqued by her tendency to torture the poor things.

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      "It's called flower fortunes, silly!" She says as she holds the  flower up for Inigo to see. "I guess it's kinda like fortune telling... Basically it goes like this!" She then holds on to one of the flower's delicate little petals, and starts chanting- "Cake.."And then tears off the soft, yellow flower petal and flicks it away. She then takes yet another petal, ripping it away from it's stem. "Or pudding?" 

     "Hehe, I'm trying to predict what we're having for dessert tonight! I sure do hope it's cake, though." Playing out your fortune on a flower for finding out what you're going to have for dessert might seem a bit far-fetched, but having a 50% chance of getting cake isn't a total waste, now is it?

     Cynthia looks around the field, her hair swishing from side-to-side. She then spots a  beautiful, golden sunflower, facing the shining sun. She plucks it from it's earthy bedding and hands it to Inigo. "Here! Try it out! I promise it'll be fun!"

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

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"You know… for someone who came from an apocalyptic future to keep it from happening again, you’re quite careless with your insults. Like me or not, I’m the Tactician of this army. For all your words, I have committed to actions that have safeguarded you and the others of this army, including your mother and father. And you would call me a villain for what? Because I find your speeches to be a danger to you?"

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     "No! Not because of that! You’re supposed to be the embodiment of honor and greatness! Being the army tactician and all. And you point a sword up someone’s throat? I mean come on, geez. That isn’t nice!

     ”Look, I know you’re concerned and all but I’m still in one piece, see? D’ya think I’d still be alive if I didn’t know what I was doing? If I ‘ve survived the future, then I can survive the past! Or..Er..New past..? But, thanks for the concern, anyways. If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll just think up of faster and catchier lines.”

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

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brutal-tactician-felix:

Felix crossed his arms and legs, brow knitting as she, in turn, tested his patience. She was going to get herself killed in battle and for what? A few words that no sane individual would let her speak?

But what was the point of wasting further words on someone who didn’t want to listen?

     "See! You even have that..Villainous aura!" She exclaimed, her face crumpling into anger. Everyone just wanted her to stop using her silly catchphrases because I was acting too childish for her age- She could sense all the harsh stares and remarks behind her back. But to go as far as threatening her with a sword to prove a point?

     "I know exactly what to call you!..Sir..Stinky boot! Sir, grumpy soiled pantaloons! No..No..Sir scary face!"

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

[brutal-tactician-felix-deactiva]

"Exactly." Felix sheathed his sword. It seemed instinct carried him to the winds on that one, but he still stopped at least. "And that’s the problem. I’m not an honorable opponent myself. For the sake of keeping our people alive and protecting the innocent people of this land, there are a few corners I cut. And I’m on your side. So imagine a bandit, an enemy soldier, especially one of the Grimleal with my sense of honor."

"That blade would not have been stayed then. And the damage that would be done to us if we lost you would be immeasurable."

[hergallant-blog]

   "Lookie here, buster! I don't like non-honorable warriors! Nope, not one bit!" Cynthia practically ignored whatever the other man was talking about, Her patience was running thin- He has the audacity to stick a sword near her neck, and now he starts to lecture her?  "Geez, I've seen more honorable brigands than you!" 

   "Yadda, yadda yadda. I don't listen to meanies..No..Baddies like you!"

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"You want to be a hero, right? Tell me Cynthia... what is a hero to you?"

     "A hero is a person who believes in justice and chivalry, someone who’s always there for those in need, someone who never gives up and always believes in the greater good!”

[brutal-tactician-felix-deactiva]

Felix shrugged. “Alright. Give me an example. Please teach me this speech craft of your’s.” If she complied, and he figured she would, he would listen for a little… and then he charged forward. His speed was great, trained well as a swordmaster, and his hand would stop just an inch from her neck, frozen there for a moment before pulling back and giving a stern look.

"Past… Present… Future… Combat is as it was and will be. No warrior waits for words when there are blows to trade. The charismatic lines you love are best saved for motivation off the field."

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    “Hm..Alrighty! Why not?” Finally, this guy got sense knocked back to him. Heh, who could resist not hearing any of Cynthia’s ever-so-gallant lines? She thought for a moment- What line shall she use? What line would blow this guy’s socks off? “Halt fiend! You shall not spread ruin any-” Out of nowhere, he shoves his blade right in front of her. She freezes in place, eyes wide and sweat drops forming around her forehead. She stood still, trying not to let the blade touch her neck.

   Once he lowers his weapon, Cynthia lets out a sigh of relief. Gods, what is this guy trying to do?! ”HEY! What was that for?!” She screeched at him. Cynthia doesn’t really think too much about his little speech, since she was still dazed after that ‘surprise’. “That’s not fair! I wasn’t ready! You..You just jumped at me outta nowhere!”

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The cleaning progressed smoothly and was done within an hour. After washing up Sune went ahead and put some ointment on Cynthia’s head just in case, since there was a bruise forming right in the middle of her forehead by that time.

"There we go, all done.  That should reduce some of the swelling and bruising."

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   "Geez, well that was exhausting!" Cynthia plopped down on the floor after he smeared on the ointment. Cynthia couldn't even feel the swelling up on her forehead because her whole body was practically hurting after all that scrubbing and the cleaning and- Oh gods..The smell. That horrid smell!

    "Eugh...I still smell stinky...But..I took like two showers!"

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     Cynthia looked down upon the blue haired man and…Wait..Was she smiling? Or perhaps..Frowning? It’s rather hard to make it out in the dark.

     ”Ehem…You..Sune! Are hereby sentenced to er…” Cynthia looked down upon her palm, trying to make out the scribbles in her hand “..To..Uh…..To death!”

[hergallant-blog]

"Cynthia, I don't mind you yelling your 'heroic lines' but the enemy aren't going to wait for you - you could have got yourself killed today!"

     ”B-But sir! I didn’t get killed, right? I got to present my wondrous derring-do and not get stabbed! And I think that brigand was just too quick to strike is all…” 

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The pegasus knight was just so desperate to get a line in…Chrom couldn’t help but sigh. “Why is it so important you declare something at all? Actually, why do you feel the need to look ‘heroic’ in the first place?”

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     "I dunno..I sorta got into this whole hero business to save people. So I thought I might as well play the part. I mean, A hero's gotta act AND sound heroic. It's just a hero thing I guess! All the great heroes do it!" She replied. Her definition of being a hero is quite different than others, but she still tried her best to do what she thinks is right- Even if it's a little risky.

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"very well, dodging and avoiding training sessions. thinking of maybe digging a hole and staying in there for awhile."

[hergallant-blog]

    "Hm..." Cynthia scratched her chin and thought for a bit. "Maybe I can help you with your lil' predicament! I can be your body guard! Your knight in shining armor!" She exclaimed.

    "That way you don't have to dig up any holes or anything around camp! Someone might fall in or something."