#conrad support

[priestessofmila-blog]

avistym; conrad + anthiese

@valentianpaladin

It was rare that either of them had much free time. But for just one day, a very sunny and warm day, they could make time. They still had years worth to make up for after all. And she had always wanted to spend a day by the shore with her dear brother.

She was even still grappling a bit that he was alive, and reached to take hold of his hand as they neared the beach. “I’m excited to finally be spending time together again.”

[ladyoftactics]

@maskedzofian

Continued from here.

The Outrealm Gates were a strange phenomenon, indeed. It could not only take one to another world, but to another time. These two ideas could be combined as well. While Robyn was somewhat familiar with Valm’s environment with her task of defeating the Conqueror, whom of which resided upon Valmese land, the entire nature of the Valentin continent differed greatly. The north had been covered in snow, the south very fertile. The east covered in desert.

Robyn found herself in the middle of conflict between a small army and a group of, what appeared to be, Dark Mages. There was something not right about them, and a couple had the capability to summon fell beasts such as Gargoyles. Luckily, the leader of the army-- a young woman donning red hair and a crown-- ordered her comrades to assist the Tactician. Once the battle was won, Robyn explained her situation to the Princess. Not wanting bloodshed to come to an innocent bystander, but understanding her battle capabilities, the Princess Celica allowed Robyn a temporary spot in the army.

If Robyn was to be stranded in a new time, she might as well make herself useful to those kind enough to take her in for now. The Princess’s step-brother, Prince Conrad, seemed to be having difficulties with some paperwork. Upon closer inspection, Robyn noticed this was a worksheet containing calculus word problems-- derivatives. She hadn’t remember much of her education in her youth, but she somehow was able to conjure an answer with relative ease. She was no teacher, but she remembered assisting Lissa solve math equations. Still, she was a tad self-conscious with this task. In the end, she was relieved to know she helped.

“It was a pleasure! In truth, I can’t even remember the last time I’ve studied calculus.”

“Well... When you put it like that, how can I refuse? Is there anything you can teach me about Zofian culture?”

[servantofmila-blog]

Reassurance

@maskedzofian || [x]

It was unusual for Conrad to be in such a situation.

There was most certainly crying coming from the other room.

He wasn’t sure how to approach the situation. Certainly he needed to go check on whoever was in such a state, right? But what if they didn’t want company, or loathed to be seen in such a state? And considering Anthiese was the only person he knew well enough to speak heart to heart with, it most definitely wouldn’t be someone he was close with. If they were from Alm’s Deliverance before the forced merged, it was likely to be someone whose name he didn’t even recall.

Still, he couldn’t very well ignore someone in distress. He had to check on them, even if they just yelled for him to leave. It was just the decent thing to do.

With careful steps, he approached the door before him, giving a gentle knock.

“It’s me. Um, Conrad,” he spoke gently, “I know you don’t know me well, but I’m here. If you need someone.”

Silque did not think anyone would hear her. She did not wish to worry anyone or take up their time. It was a private matter that had her with tears in her eyes, although not as private as it might be for others. Silque was not the type to cry easily, although she was certainly not cold-hearted. The opposite in fact. She always thought she cried a reasonable amount, but it was hard to know for sure. Everyone was different.

She sniffled, surprised by the gentle knock. Someone had heard her crying. She did not recognize the voice as someone she knew. There were people that she did not know yet, who she had brief encounters with or saw in passing. That they’d stop to check on her was kind. 

“Come on in,” she called out to the person on the other side of the door. Perhaps talking about it would help. Conrad. That name was more familiar than the voice. She had not spoken to him, but from what she knew she did not mind speaking with him.

[flowerfortunesandfaceplants]

♣! ((If you get a romantic one, I don’t mind if you reroll or not. The awkward conversation of Conrad getting confused would be funny tbh.))

Send ♣ to generate what MY MUSE will say to yours ||  42. ❝You’re yourself, and that’s enough.❞ 

Sumia isn’t sure what to do. She wants to help him, even though he is a stranger to her. There is something about the way his voice broke as he spoke to himself. She shouldn’t haven’t even approached him. It was wrong of her to intrude upon a private moment, but he sounded upset. 

He didn’t seem angry with her and after an awkward moment of introducing themselves, Sumia reached out towards him. She felt like he was still troubled and if she could give him some sort of comfort or reassurance, she would try.

“You’re yourself, and that’s enough.” Perhaps he wouldn’t believe the word of a stranger since she didn’t know him at all, but she hoped he would. “I understand feeling like you need to be someone else to make others happy and I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I hope you’ll believe me. You seem pretty wonderful so far.”