PCs with Makoto

[swordhandled]

Comments

[justfists]

It feels like I've managed something, given your lack of surprise yesterday.

Well... would you like some company?

[swordhandled]

Hm, yesterday's events were more along the lines of what I'm familiar with than today's.

I would certainly appreciate some company right now.

[justfists]

Alright. Was there anywhere in particular you were wandering to?

[swordhandled]

Not really, but probably not too far away from the resort.

[justfists]

That seems fair.

I think I saw a moose yesterday, and I'd rather not run into it, if I can help it.

[swordhandled]

Moose can be quite dangerous, after all. Best to keep our distance.

[justfists]

Yes.

By the way... why is your nickname "The Scion of Legend?"

[swordhandled]

Ah, yes! This sobriquet is the one granted to me by the blood of the virtuous that runs within my veins! I am but merely the latest in a long line of valiant warriors who have dedicated their lives in the pursuit of justice!

[justfists]

...

[she gives him a Look]

I see... so it's your family's title?

[swordhandled]

[ he's used to that Look ]

My own unique title, earned through the deeds of the very heroes whose lineage I am proud to bear. For without them, then there would be no legend of Owain to be told!

[justfists]

You know... You seem to be trying too hard. I know it's possible for you to speak normally.

[swordhandled]

[ he sighs, and speaks a little dejectedly ]

Alright, fine.

[justfists]

It must be impressive for some people.

[she will drag him, any time, anywhere]

[swordhandled]

Eh, to be quite honest, most of my compatriots at home find it quite... [ annoying ] troublesome.

[justfists]

I said "some people."

[she can't!! imagine why! owain!]

[swordhandled]

[ YOU WOUND ME DEEPLY ]

Eh-heh, right...

[justfists]

[LOOK YOU KINDA SET YOURSELF UP FOR IT, OWAIN.]

That was a little mean of me. But I'm just teasing you, don't worry.

[swordhandled]

At least it's not the worst I've heard.

[justfists]

Oh, and what was that?

[please, tell her. she's nosy.]

[swordhandled]

Hm, a friend told me that all the other soldiers at camp found my general behavior rather creepy and ridiculous.

[justfists]

And you keep doing it... Why? You're obviously aware it's not that impressive...

[swordhandled]

She later said that my [ deluded ] confidence and [ blind ] faith were some of my greatest strengths. I know the act drives most people mad but it's what helped me a lot growing up. Sometimes, it was one of the best ways to get through the days.

[justfists]

[this sounds sad, and honestly, Makoto looks a little sad hearing it.]

Why would you need to pretend to be so over the top to get through the day...?

[and honestly, it's just good, sad ambiance under the snow covered trees, with the sun setting]

[swordhandled]

[ owain stops walking, pausing right by a tree with low hanging branches. he places a hand on the trunk, looking down at it, considering how to answer this ]

It's... a long and complicated story. The short of it is this: the world I grew up in was one filled with death and destruction. My parents, along with the parents of my friends and family, did what they could to stop what was going on, but they all ultimately failed. It fell to us to finish what they started and we didn't have many options, but we took the best one, to fix our world.

[justfists]

[oh............................ no]

That's awful. [and she feels a little bad for dragging him?] And that's your coping mechanism...

[she feels really bad for him, but also a little grateful that well... it sounds like the adults tried in his world.]

I'm sorry, I didn't realize.