Sigurd x Kriemhild

## Sigurd x Kriemhild
## C
## Base
\f[2|Sigurd]\w[4]
\s[2]
Oh boy, another Pegasus Knight. Well,\n
Bunny should be pleased at least.|\n
Might as well go see our newest\n
'bundle of bubbling joy' as they say--|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Kriemhild]\e[6|2]\m[6|5]\w[5]
\s[5]
You there! Nefarious archer, I can see\n
your intentions from across the camp!|

\s[2]
Huh? What are you talking about? And\n
why are you pointing your spear at me--|

\s[5]
Don't try and lie to me! You were sitting\n
in wait in your attempt to assassinate me!|

\s[2]
Uh... Lady, we're on the same side.\n
Did you forget that? We don't need to fight.|

\s[5]
You all are enemies of Avilion, my home.\n
Of course you have reason to strike me!|

\s[2]\b[2|2]
Ugh, and I thought Bunny was difficult...|\b[2|0]\n
Listen, you're loyal to Vanore, and--|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
How dare you speak her name casually!\n
She is Lady Vanore to scum like you!|

\s[2]\e[2|2]
... You know what, nope. Not doing\n
this. Goodbye mystery lady. I hope\n
we never see each other again.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]

\m[5|4]\w[4]
\s[4]
Coward! You Merovians are all the same!|\n
Why Lady Vanore would ally herself with\n
you lot is confounding to me. To stoop\n
to such levels... Why? I don't understand.|
\s[-2]

## Battle
\f[2|Sigurd]\w[4]
\s[2]
Huh? Oh, another Pegasus Knight.\n
Well, hopefully she's nothing like\n
Bunny, I don't think I could deal--|
\s[-2]

\m[2|2]\w[8]
\s[2]
Ack! What the hell!?|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Kriemhild]\e[6|2]\m[6|5]\w[5]
\s[5]
Still standing, I see! Fine, we will\n
continue our dance of death, Merovian!|

\s[2]\e[2|2]
Put that damn thing down, you maniac!\n
We're on the same side, did you forget?|

\s[5]
You all are enemies of Avilion, my home.\n
Of course you have reason to strike me!|

\s[2]
Do you not understand what ALLY means?\n
Pyderi, give me strength...|

\s[5]
I believe Lady Vanore has been tricked\n
by you lot, or you must have something\n
over her. Blackmail? Something nefarious!|

\s[2]\b[2|2]
Ugh, and I thought Bunny was difficult...|\b[2|0]\n
Listen, we've got nothing on Vanore--|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
How dare you speak her name casually!\n
She is Lady Vanore to scum like you!|

\s[2]
... You know what, nope. Not doing\n
this. Goodbye mystery lady. I hope\n
we never see each other again.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]

\m[5|4]\w[4]
\s[4]
Coward! You Merovians are all the same!|\n
Why Lady Vanore would ally herself with\n
you lot is confounding to me. To stoop\n
to such levels... Why? I don't understand.|
\s[-2]

## B
\r[2]\f[2|Sigurd]\w[8]
\s[2]
... Oh boy, here comes trouble.|
\s[-2]

\r[2]\w[16]\f[5|Kriemhild]
\s[2]\e[2|2]
Can I help you, ma'am? Back to\n
berate me again? Or maybe--|

\s[5]
I apologize.|

\s[2]
Stab me--\m[2|2]\e[2|0] Wait, what?|

\s[5]\e[5|2]
I said I apologize! Are you Merovians\n
unaware of the concept of feeling sorry!?|

\s[2]
There she is. Whatever, I forgive you.\n
Now go away, I don't have time for you.|

\s[5]
... I cannot.|

\s[2]
This should be good. Why the hell not?|

\s[5]\e[5|0]
... Lady Vanore has ordered me to make\n
amends with all whom I have wronged.\n
By directly assisting them in battle.|

\s[2]
... I don't know if I should laugh at\n
you being treated like a child or cry\n
because you're going to follow me.|\n
I'm going to do both.|

\s[5]\e[5|2]
Listen, this isn't easy for me either!|

\s[2]
Lady, this is entirely YOUR fault.\n
You reap what you sow. ... And for\n
some twisted reason, I also have to.|\n
Whatever, let's get going then.|

\s[5]\e[5|0]
What do you mean?|

\s[2]
You're supposed to be helping me.|\n
Go, help. Cover my rear and I'll\n
put an arrow in everything that\n
tries to get near you.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]\w[8]

\m[5|4]\w[4]
\s[4]
Wait! Foolish Merovian... You don't\n
command me! ... This is humiliating.|
\s[-2]

## Base Special
## Camp or whatever
\f[2|Sigurd]\f[5|Kriemhild]
\s[2]
Seems this worked better than\n
expected. Nice work, Avilnite.|

\s[5]
... I could say the same to you, Merovian.|

\s[2]
You're not as good as Bunny, but\n
I suppose you're good enough.|

\s[5]\e[5|2]
I resent such a comment--|
\s[-2]
\m[5|5]\e[5|0]
\s[5]
Ah! L-Lady Vanore!|
\s[-2]

\r[2]\m[2|3]\w[8]

\f[1|Vanore]
\s[1]
Kriemhild! Glad to see you are\n
finally getting along with our allies.|\n
Sir Sigurd, I hope she was not too\n
much trouble. Kriemhild may be loyal to\n
me, but she loves Avilion more than any.|

\s[3]
Eh. She's okay.|

\s[5]
Wait... Lady Vanore, the Merovian went\n
and spoke to you directly about my actions?|

\s[1]
No, but I did overhear him ranting\n
to our soldiers about your conduct.|

\s[5]
... I see... I apologize again. My\n
actions must have reflected negatively\n
on your reputation... I was a fool.|

\s[3]
Still are, if you ask me.\n
But a tolerable one.|

\s[5]\e[5|2]
... ... ...|

\s[1]\e[1|1]
Now, Sir Sigurd! Do not tease her.\n
She's doing her best now, truly.|

\s[3]
I guess you're right. She still\n
refuses to call me by my name, though.|

\s[5]
That will not change.|

\s[1]
Sigh... Well, I will leave you\n
two to handle your business.|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]
\r[3]\m[3|2]\w[8]
\s[2]\e[2|1]
Ah, so that's what it is.|

\s[5]\e[5|0]
What now?|

\s[2]
I understand your so called\n
loyalty to Lady Vanore. I haven't\n
spoken to her up close before.|\n
She's quite beautiful.|

\s[5]\e[5|2]
Choose your next words wisely, elf.|

\s[2]
Nothing... Heh. Nothing at all...|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]\w[8]

\s[5]
Ugh. I cannot wait until this war's\n
conclusion to never see him again.|
\s[-2]

## A
\r[5]\f[5|Kriemhild]\w[8]
\s[5]
... ... ...|
\s[-2]

\f[1|Sigurd]\m[1|2]\w[8]
\s[2]
This is the first time I've seen\n
you staring off into the distance,\n
Kriemhild. What's on your mind?|

\s[5]\r[5]
... What did you just call me?|

\s[2]
Kriemhild... You know, your name?|

\s[5]
... Sigh. I should correct you,\n
but it doesn't matter. I won't be\n
'Lady Gudrun' for much longer.|

\s[2]
Oh, you're a noble? What a coincidence,\n
I am too. 'Lord Sigurd Chlothar'.|

\s[5]
Ah, so you know what it's like to\n
have your life dictated for you too.|\n
I suppose we do have something in\n
common after all. How... unfortunate.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
What kind of stuff do you have\n
lined up at home? Lands to govern?|

\s[5]
A dreadful arranged marriage into\n
one of Avilion's noble houses.|

\s[2]\e[2|0]
Ah... Yeah, my sister has that\n
going for her too. At least her\n
fiance's around our age.|

\s[5]
She's lucky. Mine is more than twice my age.|

\s[2]
Yikes. ... Well, is he at least\n
nice? Or old and slow enough you\n
can just avoid seeing him?|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Hah... I wish it were the case...|

\s[2]
Wait, what was that?|

\s[5]\e[5|0]
What?|

\s[2]
You... Was that a smile?|

\s[5]
... Probably. Why?|

\s[2]
Never seen one from you. I honestly\n
assumed you were incapable of the act.|

\s[5]
I'm full of surprises once\n
you get to know me, Sigurd.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Whoa! She said my name!\n
Am I dreaming? Maybe I'm\n
dead. I need to pinch myself.|

\s[5]
You are so stupid.|

\s[2]
And yet you're still hanging out with me.|

\s[5]
That's because I was ordered to!|

\s[2]
Right, right... Sure it is...|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]

\s[5]
He is the absolute worst.\n
... But, I am going to miss\n
him once the war ends.|
\s[-2]