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FE覚醒落書き2まい by まめを on pixiv
( ✿ ) ;: ROBIN.
-{♞}- Ashen irises tore themselves away from the frustrated scribbles scrawled about the crumbled page before him at the sound of the knight’s voice. Turning to look at her, as he brushed his hand along the table’s surface to knock it into the messy pile beside it. “Oh, right, I finished them the other day,” He stated, fishing beneath the pile of papers to yank out the collection of books, and gather them in his arms, as he shoved himself back onto his sore feet. “Thank you for letting me borrow them.” He crossed over to where she stood. Their tastes didn’t always overlap, but when one compared his attitude towards the woman to the rest of the group, well, at least he managed to get along with her thanks to their interests in reading. “I look forward to reading them.”
Carefully, so carefully, Sumia set down the new selection of books on Robin’s table. Some were beautiful and leather bound, others well worn, well loved. There was something special about reading, about losing oneself in a world created by nothing but words scrawled out on the pages bound together, and Sumia adired it. All the stories, truth and fiction, came with morals and moments that helped her understand the world-- and herself-- much better. It mattered not to her how she and Robin differed so greatly in taste for they could both share in that joy.
“What did you think of them? I know you did not like that other one about the sheep hearder so I tried my best to bring you something different last time.” And surely it was but she knew not if that was good in the eyes of their trusted tactician. Regardless, it allowed the two of them the opportunity to chat and she put much stock in that. “And this time too,I have brought several different things that vary from my previous choices.”
( ✿ ) ;: UNKNOWN.
❝ a little new, yeah. you’re uh … the clumsy girl, right? ❞ truth be told, names were not his strong suit. chrom’s clan of shepherds had certainly been growing, and it would be WISE to become acquainted to more than just a few soldiers here and there. they MARCHED together, and it would also be WISE to LEARN that.
Being reputable for tripping, for a lack of grace, leads rose to tint Sumia’s cheeks. She is not sure how she feels about being known for such a thing. Still, it is not invalid. She has fallen over countless things and damaged or hurt herself or something else in turn. It is best to laugh, to find some humour in her shortcomings. To be joyous in her life and accept the all the little quirks as she worked towards an ideal future, it was all she could do.
“Yeah, I suppose that is me. I am Sumia... born and raised in Ylisse and yes, a bit clumsy throughout my years. What about you, though? I never learned your name.”
*pulls out entire flower garden* weeding (:
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( ✿ ) ;: incruentxs
“Henry? Is everything alright?” Though Sumia expected some oddities with his hexes and hobbies, he looked genuinely pained which incited concern. With so much experience caring for wounded mammals, she could offer something to Henry if she knew what was wrong. “Let me know if I can do anything to help.”
( ✿ ) ;: kyuseiishu
“Are you new to camp? I have not seen you around before.” And truly, Sumia was often caught in her own world, sitting in flower fields with novels and grooming the mounts, she was often busy. Still, it was always important to acquaint herself with the rest of the guard. She knew many of the members well and those she did not, she strove to know better.
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( ✿ ) ;: CHROM.
“Forgive me if this sounds rather odd, Sumia, but I believe that your pegasus does not take a liking to me.” Chrom says this as he finds himself close to her and her flying companion and he nearly halts in his steps. The memory of his first approach of the creature is still fresh in his mind, and quite frankly it is something he would wish to avoid—the idea of him being possibly trampled was not so appealing. “I had thought I could handle horses pretty well, actually. I guess I was wrong…”
“Odd? It is a little bit but it may not be the case, Chrom. She can be guarded, especially when she is unfamiliar with someone. Come on, why don’t you get to know her better.” Sumia already had two canvas pouches of cut carrots and sugar cubes on hand, preparing to visit her steed herself and to care for two things at once, it would be quite smart. “We can get you familiar in no time and perhaps I can even give you a riding lesson.” She doubted Chrom truly had any issues with animals beyond being unfamiliar and she could fix that easily enough. As their captain, he was quite amicable with everyone and that any creature would dislike him seemed out of place to someone like Sumia.
( ✿ ) ;: inmemoratus
“Robin? Are you done with all those books? I have some more you might be interested in if you have a minute.” Their styles did not always match, in fact they often seemed to clash, but Sumia took it in stride. It was joyous to have someone who shared such a passion for reading as she did, no matter their differences. She attempted to tailor her recommendations to suit Robin’s preferences though she remained genuine in offering things she might find interesting herself so they could converse and grow closer.
“The last town we stopped in was having an incredible sale so I budgeted myself and bought a few new things we could share.”
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❝You work to make the future how you want it.❞ ( ✿. ✿. ✿. ✿. ✿. )
( ✿ ) ;: CYNTHIA.
“ AND then you land like this ! “
with full confidence, the young pegasus knight quickly spun around, her lance twirling between her arms with such speed and grace — but unfortunately, despite the number of times she have practiced this particular move, she stepped on her foot the wrong way, causing her to completely trip over — her lance escaping from her hand, landing a few feet away from the duo.
but that doesn’t stop her ! she simply gets up, wiping away any dirt that might’ve landed on her face, hands pumping themselves up in the air, the energy of determination never escaped from her !
“ l-lemme try that again ! how you land with that move is reeeeaaally important ! i worked hard on it ! “
Watching her daughter execute moves meant to incite heroism allow Sumia to giggle, as this moment is as sweet as it is light hearted. Though she views Cynthia as an equal, a woman with nearly the same years of experience as her, she is allowed comfort in knowing she raised her well. She wants to save people, to help them as well as Sumia had always idealized. That that could have rubbed off on Cynthia was reassuring to say the least. She was a supposed legend of the future and Cynthia seemed inclined to be the same. So long as she kept safe, Sumia would encourage her, run around the fields playing a criminal to help Cynthia practice, and telling her other stories as she braided flowers into her hair.
Here and now, Cynthia is trying to show her what she has learned, to perfectly display a move she had been working on, but even in her failings is Sumia proud of her.
“Cynthia, you really have come quite far with this move. Do not worry, you will get it down soon as you keep working at it but please do not overdo it.” She is sat upon a soft blanket, laid out for them to eat upon when Cynthia grows tired-- though she often has more energy than Sumia accredits her for-- and she beams at her daughter but gesutures to the spot beside her. “Come, please rest beside me for a moment and eat before you try again.”
More fe:a fashion AU
Cordelia, contrary to her motherly, proper nature wears clothes that are pretty punk. She’s a huge fan of studs and leather. High-waisted shorts are also a favorite of hers as well as crop tops and heeled boots
Sumia dresses pretty modestly but very cute. Her wardrobe is mostly pastel colors and neutrals. Circle skirts and blouses are her favorite combination along with overthe knee socks and Mary Janes. She accessorizes with pearls