Strength is my...uh...

An independent, extremely eloquent Tiz Arrior RP blog. Seriously. I promise he won't just bluster all day. (Unless talking about his feelings for Agnès. No promises there.)

[myuhpower]

Oh, don't worry, my dear Tiz! I need not ask you questions, but insist you direct any you have to yours truly! Perhaps how to fix that behead of sheep fluff that you call hair--might I suggest a pompadour like moi? Or maybe you have concerns of how to woo young maidens, such as darling Agnés for example? And how to fix your poor fashion sense from country bumpkin to Wakoku Warrior Vagrant? Ah, but no need to rush, Tiz! I am always here for you and happy to help should you need me (and you do!)!

[sheep fluff–there is no way he’s styling his hair into a pompadour–poor fashion sense–

Tiz’s face is red with upset by the time he’s done listening, enough to completely hide his small embarrassment over Agnès, and he bursts out: ]  I think I could teach you a thing or two about modesty and politeness!

[mrrgrgr]

Hey Ringabel! There’s no need to be rude to Tiz!

Even if his hair looks like he got caught in a windstorm, and he doesn’t know how to dress, and maybe even if he still hasn’t confessed to Agnès, you shouldn’t bring those up in front of him! That’s just mean.

Now be a good boy and apologise!!

[myuhpower]

I don’t want you talking behind my back, either!  [EDEA ARE YOU TRYING TO HELP OR ARE YOU JUST TEASING HIM MORE] Just--both of you, mind your own business!  My hair is fine, my clothes are fine, my--uhhh--Agnès is fine!!!

[myuhpower]

Oh, don't worry, my dear Tiz! I need not ask you questions, but insist you direct any you have to yours truly! Perhaps how to fix that behead of sheep fluff that you call hair--might I suggest a pompadour like moi? Or maybe you have concerns of how to woo young maidens, such as darling Agnés for example? And how to fix your poor fashion sense from country bumpkin to Wakoku Warrior Vagrant? Ah, but no need to rush, Tiz! I am always here for you and happy to help should you need me (and you do!)!

[sheep fluff--there is no way he’s styling his hair into a pompadour--poor fashion sense--

Tiz’s face is red with upset by the time he’s done listening, enough to completely hide his small embarrassment over Agnès, and he bursts out: ]  I think I could teach you a thing or two about modesty and politeness!

[myuhpower]

Can I still you ask you things, Tiz? Like... what size underwear do you wear? Ringabel and I are going shopping.

Uh... [ you and Ringabel already tease him for being a bumpkin, and while Ringabel knows, can’t he at least keep the fact that he wears long johns private? ] ...same size as Ringabel.  [ That should be safe???  Maybe??  He has no idea how those sizes work, he doesn’t wear them. ]

[myuhpower]

Anon asks are going to be off now, since they got too annoying.

[myuhpower]

Tiz. What's high on your list of "That's a rare sentence I've ever spoken"?

“Go ahead and step on him, Agnès.”

‘Him’ being Ringabel, and... well... Dungeon Master just doesn’t work in the most convenient way, since only one person gets the immunity.  Which makes it very awkward when we actually do come to traps.

[myuhpower]

What do you like most about Agnes?

Her dedication, and her integrity... I suppose, her sincerity?  That was really the first thing I noticed about her when I heard her praying over the chasm.  I mean, she has a lot of good points!  And little things that make her... [ cute. pretty. attractive. ] make her Agnès, like how she laughs, or tries so hard to learn directions.  But her sincerity is the core of her light.

[...do lights have cores guess they do now]

[nekomimiimiko]

So, I decided to stress-translate after all today, and while I was flipping through the monster encyclopedia I started to read Holly White’s commentary section when I noticed this piece of gold. Note: Do not compare Edea to her.

Keep reading

[myuhpower]

Third possibility for the “vinegar”: it’s a reference to the reunion festival drama CD incident where Edea got drunk off of black vinegar (at the end of the entry).  At that point she’s downright ridiculous, so it makes sense that Tiz would think of the vinegar incident when Edea protests she’s not a drunk.

Though it’s a little worrying that, unless the “vinegar” thought is a double-play that’s just hard to translate, part of the joke would be missing for anyone who didn’t have the opportunity to listen to the drama CD.

[myuhpower]

What would you do whenever Til got bullied

Who would bully Til?!  He got along just fine with most children his age.  If anything, I had to tell him to leave the Miller girls alone when he carried on teasing them too long.

There was one time I was worried... his friends weren’t talking to him, some argument they had.  I sort of wanted to step in, but you can’t force people to get along, so I just kept an eye on Til.  They worked it out, eventually.  [...Now all those children are gone.  It’s a depressing thought.]

If he had been bullied... well, I can’t say exactly what I would have done.  It would have hinged on the situation.  And the size of the person.  [Someone Til’s age ought to have their parents talk to them about their behavior.  Someone Tiz’s age can talk directly to him, or failing that, his fist.]  But...I would have tried to protect him.  I always wanted to protect him, even if...I couldn’t, in the end.

[fengari-kyria-blog]

“Well, this surely doesn’t look like an infant’s onesie,” Magnolia comments anyways, pacing around Tiz as she softly poked some of the holes she remembered when she took him out of that strange healing machine (as she called it) back in Eternia.

She isn’t one to talk about practical clothing, but at least she feels light enough to be comfortable in battles. Her speed and ability to jump are key to her.

“You don’t sound like you’re okay with them,” she adds. “What did you use to wear before?”

[myuhpower]

Considering most of the holes are close to Tiz’s back, poking them causes him to squirm a little, looking over his shoulder at Magnolia.  “Well, no.  There’s no reason to put holes like these in a child’s outfit.”

Thinking about why they had reason to put the holes in this clothing is a bit nauseating sometimes--he’s tested and prodded the skin under the holes himself, and once, when he’d pressed too hard, he’d felt bone shift where it shouldn’t, and had very quickly stopped with that.  He knew it was nothing malicious at least, they had probably just been trying a more aggressive treatment that didn’t yield the hoped-for results, but it was creepy to think of the decisions that had needed to be made while he was unconscious.

The obvious answer was to think about those as little as possible, and once Magnolia’s done poking, he grabs the intact shoulder strap and gives it a tug to pull the fabric back up so the holes quit sticking to his skin.

He really probably should change into something else. 

Ah...what he used to wear?  “Pants and a shirt?” Tiz quips before remembering that Ringabel would have chided him; that sort of description was too broad, apparently.  “Pants that were dark and fitted.  The shirts were loose, though,” to the point of downright bagginess in many of them.  “It’s more comfortable that way.”

[myuhpower]

  mrrgrgr:

“What do you mean, ‘it’s not made for leggings-’“ Edea starts, but cuts off with a gasp when he emerges from the fitting room, her hands flying up to her mouth to cover that gasp and also any smiles that might inadvertently slip out. Oh goodness.

Yes, it defined his butt and legs quite well, but it was defining other parts of him that Edea didn’t want to see. She wasn’t sure even Ringabel would be that shameless! He would at least wear a long enough shirt over it! That was bordering on indecent, and something only Agnes should be looking at.

She looks away, blushing. “Okay, I believe you! Go put your clothes back on, and we’ll find you pants.”

… he was not walking out of this store without a pair of pants.

Of course he wasn’t walking out with no pants, he wasn’t an exhibitionist!  Though Edea’s shocked reaction made him feel like he had been one, and he all but slammed the dressing room back closed.  Considering Ringabel had worn those cloths he called the “Wakoku Warrior”, he hadn’t thought the leggings could be worse, but...now he was second-guessing that.

At any rate, he was most certainly not getting them.

It’s a very red-faced and once more onesie-dressed Tiz that emerges from the dressing room, quickly chucking the leggings in the little collection bin for resorting.  Normally he’d put clothes he’s tried on back himself, but he wants that one out of sight, out of mind as quickly as possible.

“Okay...pants.”

They’ve narrowed down the goal.  Tight pants that go with a red and white fitted shirt; all he has to do is find them.  He can do this.  Probably.  It’ll be a good outfit!  ...Well, Edea will keep it from being a bad one.

(Several stores have already banned their group from making battle cries while browsing.  “We’ll vanquish this puzzling aisle layout, most likely!” had not amused the grocery store manager.)

[mrrgrgr]

“They cling more, but they’re lighter and will give you more movement!” Leggings weren’t as restrictive as pants. And they’d make his butt look even better…. she tried to hide a smile behind the leggings. Agnes was going to be so surprised.

No wait, she should be careful around him before she spooks him again. “Why don’t you try them on to see how they fit?”

[myuhpower]

Appealing to practicality is usually a good approach with Tiz.  Some part of him still wants to say no, because leggings, but he’s worn Arcanist.

He can’t really say no just because they’re leggings, after Arcanist.

So after some brief deliberation over color (white, red, black, gray, gold?  ...he’ll just go with white, it seems safe), he disappears into the fitting room.  It’s just one outfit.  Shouldn’t take any time at all.

And, indeed, doesn’t take much time for Tiz to remark: “...This shirt was not made for leggings, Edea.  It’s too short?  You can see...”

It does good work at defining his butt and muscled legs.  It’s also a more defined view of other parts than either his pants or even the arcanist leggings offer, and he opens the fitting room door halfway to show Edea the fluster on his face and the simple fact that this sort of fit at the crotch is not what he’s used to, especially when the last button of the shirt hits just below the waist, allowing the rest of the shirt to part and not conceal it at all.

It’s not completely unwearable so much as that he’s pretty sure this is leaning more toward the sort of thing Ringabel would wear.  He feels a little weird letting Edea see him in it, but she’d probably be annoyed if he didn’t let her know what exactly the issue was.

““I’m just...going to change back.”

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[mrrgrgr]

Even one new outfit is a celebration, considering how Tiz was when it came to things like this!  It was like pulling teeth. Not… for the first time, she wished Ringabel were around. At least in this situation he’d probably do a better job at getting clothes on Tiz, right? 

Tiz is right; that shirt with THOSE pants? She shakes her head before he starts looking again.

“I’m telling you Tiz, tight pants. Not too tight, of course, but… oh, how about leggings!” She holds up a pair for him.

[myuhpower]

He wishes Ringabel were around, too.

Not for things like this, though, he’d just be insufferable.  (Perhaps the kind of insufferable that would get Tiz into multiple new outfits, but still.  Insufferable.)

He hesitates when she lifts the pair up.  “Aren’t leggings going to be too tight by their making?  They cling more than pants.”

[mrrgrgr]

Oh good, Tiz is still with her. She’ll just have to be a little more careful with what she says. He’s like a skittish sheep… she doubts he’d appreciate the comparison. 

“Of course it doesn’t count,” she says, but now examines the shirt that he’s selected, at first simply staring at it before rubbing the fabric between her fingers. It… it looks nice! Really nice!

“This is actually really nice looking!” She… hopes she doesn’t sound too surprised, because she knows Tiz has an eye for beauty, he just doesn’t use it all that often. “I bet you’ll look great in it. And good color, too!”

[myuhpower]

“Okay.”  Such a short utterance, but it holds so much relief.  That’s half of the outfit, then.  “So...pants.”

Is he going to walk out of here with only one new outfit?  Maybe.  Maybe he’ll figure out another shirt to snag on the way out.  For now, he looks at the few pants he took, and winces a little as he holds them up to the shirt.  Because he does have working eyes, contrary to a few of Ringabel’s statements, and he can tell the pants don’t go with the shirt that Edea’s approved of.  They’re baggy, and it just looks weird with the shirt’s fitted cut.

“I really don’t want to show off that much,” he mumbles, but he does start looking at the whole selection of pants again.

[mrrgrgr]

Oopsie! Maybe she should shouldn’t have said it quite that way.

 Even if Tiz is pretty adorable when he’s blushing, it all means nothing if he keeps wearing that terrible onsie (which is totally the complete opposite of adorable)! Edea stands up, ready to pounce on him if need be.

“Oh no you don’t, Tiz Arrior! Who said anything about Agnes examining your butt in the pendant?!” Okay, even Edea has her limits. She places her hands on her cheeks, laughing a little. “I meant - you don’t think she’ll be captive forever, do you? No! So you’re going to sweep in as her knight in shining armor in a nice outfit.”

[myuhpower]

...She did have a point: of course they were going to see Agnès in person at some point.  The sooner, the better.  But-- “Can’t I just use the knight asterisk for that...?”

He already has the feeling that doesn’t count, and he resignedly looks once more through the clothes he put down.  Most of the shirts in it are cream or white, neutral colors, but there are two in bright red, his favorite color that other people will actually acknowledge as a color.  The one that was more eye-catching to him is red with clean white accents, and he pulls it out, staring it down.

It’s, well.  It’s actually not baggy.  He’ll just turn it to Edea with a questioning look.

[myuhpower]

“–A lot of things are ‘gravy’ where you come from, too.”

He’s only going for the catchphrase right now because he’s embarrassed, his cheeks a little red.  But seriously, he hears her use that word for a lot of things.  Maybe they just use some words more broadly on the moon.  He can pretend.

[fengari-kyria-blog]

“… Just bad, good and best.”

She did say it a lot, though. It was an habit she’d picked up as a child, and it still stuck to her many years later. It always made her colleagues laugh, so she shrugged and went on with the joke. Now it had turned into her catchphrase, even if people in Luxendarc couldn’t understand the language of the Moon.

“Also hey, your face is red.”

[myuhpower]

Thank you, Magnolia.  Tiz has to fight not to turn more red, but he is getting used to her tactlessness.  Maybe, he thinks, she just doesn’t know what made her comment embarrassing to begin with.  “Because a onesie is for an infant, at least here.  And it’s not like this is so weird, it’s...”

It is weird.  It is plenty weird.  It’s not even that comfortable, which is what Tiz was going to say before remembering that the missing shoulder strap bugs him and the extra belts elsewhere annoy him.

“...It’s all right.”

He’s not exactly presenting a great defense here.

The truth is that he just really doesn’t see much point in getting new clothes when he has clothes that are serviceable.  If not altogether appealing, even to him.

[myuhpower]

“W, well, we should be calling her soon anyway,” Tiz says, ducking his head.  They couldn’t make a whole call out of ‘look, he finally looks less like something the cat dragged out of the stasis tube’.  It wasn’t that important.

“…Shouldn’t it go without saying I can pick?” Tiz mutters in response to that last part.  Though the look he gives Edea isn’t even half as exasperated as it could be, and he keeps his arm hooked with hers.  He knows, he knows.  Once she gets an idea in mind, she has a tendency to pressgang everyone else into going along with it.  At least she already has thought to let him have some choice.

She might regret it when he keeps going for baggy shirts, though.  He looks at a variety, but inevitably the only ones he selects for further consideration are very plain and baggy.  Even the pants are, to an extent; there it’s at least limited by both the fashion of Luxendarc and the very simple fact that they’d fall down if they were too loose at the waist.  

[mrrgrgr]

Who says they can’t make a whole call out of “Look Agnes at how nice and sexy Tiz looks when he’s cleaned up!”? That’s a monumental occasion, and something Agnes needs to know.

She just smiles at him instead of responding. She loves Tiz, she really does, but he knows nothing about fashion. Except maybe bumpkin fashion. And while bumpkin fashion is okay, it’s not in season.

Plain is okay, baggy is okay, but not the two of them together. It’s all she can do not to sigh in exasperation and start dressing him. Edea sits on her hands and watches him pick out clothing, trying to withhold judgement until he tries it all on - maybe it’ll look nice once it’s put together - but eventually she has to speak up. “You know I’ll pay for anything… you should buy something that makes your butt look nice. For Agnes.”

[myuhpower]

Edea.  Edea.  There are certain things you just shouldn’t say if you don’t want Tiz to get nervous on you.

“Wh-who’s even looking at that?!  Agnès isn’t going to see--we’re talking to her through a pendant!”  You know, a small, spherical object that tends to distort whatever’s not in the center of the image and he is not presenting his booty for Her Holiness’ approval.  This is just not a thing that is happening, the pendant is not going anywhere near there.

He looks down at the clothes again, but his face is turning red that Edea would even bring something like that up, and he shakes his head before putting the whole pile down.  Onesies are fine.  He can keep wearing a onesie forever.  Where is the flee command for this encounter.