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Baby;;;;; Trying to slowly remodel him. Lose his unneeded grudges, change crush to cherished friendship, switch the worthlessness with an extra dose of confidence, add a bit of humor perhaps...change his looks a bit.... I'm too lazy to switch blogs;; this is an old shared OC I created for atterria-the-tactician and I. If you're interested in fire emblem RPs, you should totally follow them! Aaa Theo looks a bit older;; I need to alter his physique to be less awkward;;;
Theo’s Memories: Doomed Future Flashback II
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M!A Flashback I
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With the events that had played out during the day, Atterria had all but forgotten about her incident at the War meeting that very morning. After it had concluded, she had returned to her daily responsibilities, inspecting the convoy and its inventory, direct a few drills and managing to cram a bit of sword practice all before Lunchtime. Even after she finished her meal, she still found herself with little time to partake in any luxury time.
There were maps she needed to study and performance reports she needed to look over which ended up taking up most of her day. Around supper time, she finally exited her tent, a pile of unread reports still sitting at her desk but the hunger she felt made it unbearable to focus on them. On her way to the mess tent, which was located at the center of the large camp, she felt her head begin to ache again.
“Ngh… not again,” she whined, her hands rising to her temples and lightly rubbing them with her fingers. “Go away…” she ordered in an irritable tone, “… grr…”
Instead of vanishing, she was plagued with yet another vision just like before, the tactician stopped walking and focused her attention on what she saw.
She was looking at herself, who was working on something at her desk looking very distressed and frustrated with something before her. Suddenly, a small voice broke through the silence, her doppelganger from the vision turned to face her.
‘Mommy… are you okay?’ the voice asked with concern, ‘… you look so sad…’
The Atterria from the vision fiddled around a bit before turning down to face the owner of the voice, she gave a nod and a slight smile. Of course, this Atterria new the meaning behind that look, it was nothing more than a mask that she wore whenever she didn’t want to worry the others. What surprised this current tactician was the bulged stomach that her vision self had. Was… she… pregnant?
The vision did little to reveal any more, instead it skipped forward so that now all she could see was smoke and hear the panicked voices of people. She heard the same childlike voice from before and while it may have been coming from her, it was a not a voice she had every head in her life. The current Atterria stared blankly ahead of her as the vision continued, hearing her own voice break through the chaos that ensued. Her doppelganger came into view, her expression filled with pure terror and distress as she looked at them.
Everything went black for a moment but Atterria was still able to hear everything that was going on, before she knew what was going on, the vision became clear once more. Virion was now standing over her, pulling her out of the Risen who had apparently taken her hostage and then handing her over to her doppelganger to pressed her tightly against her body. The two were then led to his stead, which he then climbed on behind them.
‘I’m so sorry, Theo…’ she heard the words whispered into her ear, ‘I’m so sorry… never again…’
The vision ended then, a cold chill running down her spine and causing Goosebumps all over her skin. She wasn’t even hungry at this point, her stomach caught in a not as she suddenly felt very, very ill to the point where she felt the need to vomit. It never came; instead she just stayed there staring out into space until Libra’s voice broke her out of her trance.
“Are you alright?” he asked curiously, “you look as if you’ve seen a ghost.”
“I’m fine,” she assured. Clearing her throat and recomposing herself, “sorry… just have a lot on my mind… nothing to worry about though. Thank you for the concern.”
“Of course,” he responded, still a bit skeptical.
She gave her usual weak smile in assurance and looked away from the Monk, walking past him and heading towards her tent. Atterria was no longer hungry, all she wanted to do now was push aside that vision and getting back to work seemed like the best way to do it.
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Theo’s Memories: Doomed Future Flashback I
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There was probably nothing worse than getting a migraine during a War Council meeting, not only did it make her irritable but it made it difficult to pay attention. How was she to take proper notes and present her new plans if she wasn’t at her best? Regardless of the excrutiating pain she was in, she had honestly become accustomed to the occasional pain she had received in her career as the Shepherd’s Tactician. If there was anything Atterria could do was find a way to endure through the aches even though she really wanted to yell at the arguing generals to stop shouting.
Chrom seemed to pick up on her apparent distress, and rose from his seat stating that perhaps they should take a fifteen minute recess before proceeding with any further discussions. The motion was passed and soon the tent emptied out so that only the pair remained.
“Sorry about this…” she apologized, knowing full well that he had done this for her. “I promise it’ll go away… they don’t usually last long.”
“Think nothing of it,” he replied smoothly, “I’ll go get you some water, it may help.”
“Thanks,” she answered back, closing her eyes and pulling her hood over her head before placing her head down on the table’s hard surface.
He gave a small nod and exited the tent without saying another word. In her isolation, she attempted to focus on her breathing pattern in an attempt calm herself. After a few minutes, the pain gradually began to recede. In its place, an after image began to materialize in her mind’s eye. As the fuzziness began to clear, Atterria could see her face along with Nowi’s come into view.
The pair looked extremely confused with eyes wide open and an agape mouth as they looked down at something. Atterria couldn’t see what the other version of herself and Nowi were looking at directly, which only fueled her curiosity. Was she having one of those visions again, like the one she had received long ago right before meeting Chrom? She honestly couldn’t tell.
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‘Is that a baby?’ Atterria questioned, ‘did a baby really just come out of that thing?!’
‘I think so…’ Nowi added before reaching down and picking up the object of their attention. ‘Awww! He’s so cute!’
‘A baby just came out of that egg!’ the tactician exclaimed in a panic, ‘and your first thought is that he’s cute! Nowi, how is any of this normal?’
‘I came from an egg,’ she pointed out, ‘so I’m pretty sure it’s normal.’
The dream Atterria made a face, ‘yeah but… but you laid that thing almost four years ago and it never once showed any signs of life, so why now?’ She ran a shaky hand through her messied curls, ‘a baby came out of that thing! How is this scientifically possible if you never… well… you know…’
‘It’s a miracle!’ she cheered, passing the child over to the panicked tealette, ‘here! you should hold him while I go get something to wrap him in.’
“Gah! Nowi wait! I don’t want to—“ but she was gone leaving the baffled tactician to care for the squirming bundle in her arms. “… how?—erh no wait! Don’t start crying please!”
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The current Atterria rose her head, her hood falling back in the process as she stared blankly at the side of the tent. Her expression resembled something similar to the one in her vision, but blinked a few times in confusion.
What was that and what did it mean?
Her thoughts then drifted to the egg that Nowi had in her tent which she had laid a few months ago after they had experimented with some of Henry’s potions. Was this some kind of premonition of what was to happen? Did that mean that the egg would eventually hatch and produce a—
“Atterria?” Chrom’s voice broke through her thoughts, “are you alright? You look awfully pale, do you need me to get a Cleric? I’m sure I can get Lissa or Libra in here right away.”
“Uh, no. I’m fine, just thinking… heh… sorry… I just have a lot on my mind.” She hadn’t even heard him come in, which was a surprise to them both, since it was unusual of her to be unaware of her surroundings. The prince nodded and offered her a canteen filled with water he had retrieved for her; she graciously accepted and took a sip from it. “Thank you.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be alright?” he asked again in a concerned tone, taking his usual seat at the table. “I can postpone the meeting to a later time if you’d like.”
“No… I’ll be fine,” she assured with a smile, “I’ll be alright. The pains gone now anyways so there’s no need to put this off any longer.”
“Alright…” he smiled back.
The rest of the members rejoined them shortly, and soon thoughts of the vision faded away to the back of her mind. The remainder of the meeting proceeded without any further interruptions or complications.
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Our Family Was Never Normal: Doomed Future [Atterria | Theo]
Everything about her history and heritage had remained hidden under a veil of mystery, since joining the Shepherds upon Chrom’s request; Atterria had been unable to learn about her life prior to being found. Before the war with Plegia erupted, it had been her top priority to find out and solve the seemingly unsolvable mystery. As the events folded and Emmeryn was assassinated, forcing Chrom into the seat of Exalt, the tealette had to push aside any personal quests. Her sole purpose became to aid the new Exalt and win the war against the Mad King.
Even after victory obtained for Ylisse, Atterria had no time to pursue the knowledge she so much desired to know. Instead she found herself falling in love and starting a family, though oddly enough not with the man she had chosen to wed. After playing with a bit of dark magic, Atterria and Nowi had become parents of a cerulean haired, half-manakete babe. When she broke the news to her betrothed, he took it quite well. Yes he was a bit surprised to hear the news but not repulsed or put off by it like she had expected, then again… it had been pretty stupid of her to believe he would be anything but accepting, he had said that he loved her and therefore would accept anything about her.
Theo, was most certainly a part of her.
Now, almost four years after the war against Plegia things had yet to settle. To make things worse, the conquest that stripped her husband of his lands has spread to this continent. Atterria was useless as a combatant in her current condition, and was forbidden from stepping foot on the battlefield. Instead, she quietly gave orders from behind the troops, safely tucked away in her tent while the others went out and did the fighting. To put it plainly, Atterria didn’t like the position she had been demoted to; never did she like sending out troops to do something she couldn’t also do.
Her fists clenched as a spark of anger flashed through her eyes, she shot the battle history textbook that lay before her. This wasn’t fair, her husband and her friends were out there risking their lives while she remained here, only because she was…
There was a kick at her stomach which made the tactician wince a bit, seemed the baby was becoming active in her distress. With a whisper, she apologized and rubbed her swollen belly then glanced over to her cot where her eldest son slept peacefully. If anything good had come from this, is that at least with her out of commission, Nowi was free to fight with the others while she watched after their son. If only she hadn’t gotten pregnant, then Atterria could be out there with the others, making a read contribution and hopefully bringing an end to this wretched war.
“So useless…” she sighed with sadness, her eyes becoming watery before she shut them tight, “…completely useless…”
So I read, Theo x Fionn.... No, oh god no! FeeFee! Tell me its not true!
can i just say that your background is so cool it makes me just want to rub my hands on my monitor but then I don't because I know I'd be disappointed that its not fabric but screen
Awh, thank you sweetie. I was also disappointed when I could not feel the fabric. I bet it's soft fabric too... But it's also not there and I cry a little bit
"I'm dying." he spoke slowly.
"Ah, geez. Maybe I should have told you I wasn't your mother... Either way, I'll do my best to keep you alive! The last thing I want is to see Atterria cry!"
"Mother? I was just looking for you. Where have you been? I asked to meet you at the barracks and you're out here?"
"Eh?" Fionn turned around, completely forgetting she was in another's body, until she saw she was about Theo's height. "I was? I mst of forgot... You know how I am! Completely forgetful, ha ha ha ha!"
