#s:edward

[delicatevalentine]

@justices-blade (continued from here)

"Huh?" Feet skid to a stop, sand flooding sandals. A heelspin sends it flying back where it belongs as Edwarf turns to look. Even without their reduced numbers, she's unmistakeable: Those twintails, that glam—

"Hilda!" Edward greets, delighted, before holding up the spade he's been dragging around with him whenever he's had occasion to hang out at the shore. "I'm going to dig up clams before the tide comes in to grill at the fire later!"

"Some of them have really pretty shells, so I'm collecting them for my friends at home." His voice then drops into a whisper, a secret divulged: "I even heard that we could find pearls inside, if we're lucky!"

Springing back up, he rocks back on his heels, vibrant, expectant. "You wanna come with? I'd love the company!"

His energy was contagious, and Hilda found herself smiling almost ear-to-ear as he told her about his plans. "Whoa, that sounds cool!" She pondered it for a second longer. "And like a lot of hard work... Are you not exhausted from rushing around all the time? I sure would be!"

She gestured back towards where she'd come from, her smile dropping to a near-frown. "Hmm... I was actually just brewing a pot of tea..."

Turning back towards him, her hands clasped together in an approximation of a begging motion. "I don't suppose you'd consider taking a break and joining me instead? Pleeeease?" Wide eyes blinked beseechingly. "You wouldn't make a lady take tea by herself, would you?"

[amitieos]

babygirl, what’s your name?

As the most successful scammers of the group, “Marth” and “Roy” are your biggest targets. A chance encounter in a large town brings you face to face with the two, but things turn complicated when a crowd forms in support of the imposters. A gaggle of fans proudly support these “down-to-earth princes”, viciously defending them against your supposed slander. Try as you might, just one sensuous “babygirl” from Marth is enough to rally the crowd against you. The puffed-up “Roy” goes as far as to say they are undefeatable in their strength and purity of heart… but can they prove it? [Grants Sword +1]

The two men have evaded the church’s grasp for sometime, imitating two of her students to unscrupulous ends. Finally, they are caught between herself and Edward in the middle of town. Elincia shoots him a pleased smile, proud of their efforts and teamwork. Yet a crowd draws closer with every second, enthralled and enchanted by the pair of scoundrels. Do they not yet realise the danger they pose? How they besmirch the good name of two honourable young gentlemen?

“Leave our princes alone!” shouts a young woman, and Elincia turns her head in confusion.

“But Marth is Archanaea’s king, these men tell you naught but falsehoods.” She pinches her brow, taking a deep breath to calm herself. “Their deception and racketeering has led innocent people to bankruptcy. They must be stopped!”

“Babygirl, must we fight them?” The man who is very much not Marth asks in a voice barely above a whisper. The crowd starts squealing in a bizarre display of delight. She looks to Edward, puzzled by the response as the arrogant, imposter Roy threatens them with his infinite strength. Her hand twitches, the instinct to grasp Amiti’s hilt in defence almost irresistible but something else troubles her deeply.

“Babygirl? No! Absolutely not! How dare you call yourself pure of heart if you’re willing to drag an innocent child into a fight! A baby, too! A defenceless little baby. You should be ashamed!”

@justices-blade