Charlotte/Azama C-S

C

Charlotte: Teehee! What a beautiful garden!

Charlotte: Hm? Oh! I had no idea someone was meditating here!

Charlotte: I'm not distracting you, am I Azama?

Azama: Not in the slightest, Charlotte.

Azama: Perhaps you'd like to sit down with me? It might clear your head.

Charlotte: Aw, it's so sweet of you to worry about me!

Charlotte: Do I look flushed? I have been feeling a little down lately.

Azama: No, you just have a dreadful expression on your face.

Charlotte: I...huh?

Azama: It's terrible, really. Doesn't suit you at all.

Charlotte: That's so mean, Azama!

Charlotte: Why would you say something like that to li'l ol' me?

Azama: Oof. That one is even worse!

Charlotte: Hey, that's actually really rude?

Charlotte: We've barely spoken before!

Azama: I'm well aware how rude it is, I just-- *snrk*

Charlotte: Excuse me?! What is your problem?!

Azama: That innocent expression was just so funny! I couldn't help it!

Charlotte: Ugh! You're a real piece of work, Azama. (leaves)

Azama: I really didn't think she'd give up that quickly.

B

Charlotte: Listen, you.

Azama: Ah, there she is! I was wondering when you'd come find me.

Azama: Here to smell the roses?

Charlotte: Not on your life. I'm not planning on hanging around here long.

Charlotte: I just need a favor from you.

Azama: What do I get out of this favor, exactly?

Azama: Perhaps you taking back what you said about me to Lady Hinoka?

Azama: I have to admit, I'm impressed by your networking.

Azama: Was your plan to complain about me and hope she'd come swooping to your rescue?

Charlotte: ...Maybe a little bit. She seems the type that's happy to play hero.

Azama: I suppose you aren't wrong.

Charlotte: Ugh, fine, I'll set her straight.

Charlotte: You just can't tell anyone this is what I'm really like. Got it?

Azama: Oh, just that? I wasn't planning on it.

Azama: I only wanted to see what your real face looked like, so we're even.

Charlotte: What is with you? Do you think this is some kind of game?

Azama: For me, maybe. Not for you, though.

Charlotte: You're damn right this isn't a game for me.

Azama: So, you aren't having even the slightest bit of fun?

Charlotte: Do I look like I'm having fun right now?

Azama: No, but that may just be because you're talking to me.

Azama: If it's not fun, why bother?

Azama: And what happens if you get married, anyway?

Azama: Are you going to play this character forever?

Charlotte: What's with all the questions?!

Charlotte: What does it matter to you if I get married to someone who likes my cutesy act?!

Azama: Oh, it doesn't matter to me at all.

Azama: I just don't think whoever you're doing this for would be pleased.

Charlotte: You might be the most insufferable man I've ever met.

Charlotte: Consider this conversation over, 'kay?

Azama: As you wish.

A

Azama: Charlotte? I can't believe you beat me here.

Charlotte: Yeah, well... I wanted to clear my head.

Azama: Finally taking my suggestion, hm?

Charlotte: ...

Azama: Oh, it's serious. Want to talk about it?

Charlotte: With you?

Azama: You could try the flowers, but I doubt they'll offer any sage advice.

Charlotte: ...*sigh* I've been thinking about what you said.

Charlotte: If my parents knew I was finding some rich guy to marry...

Charlotte: Someone I might not even love... They'd be really upset.

Azama: I thought it was something like that.

Azama: Listen, Charlotte. People don't live forever.

Charlotte: Do you think I'm stupid? I know that!

Charlotte: That's why I'm doing this at all!

Charlotte: So my parents can live the cushy life while they're still around!

Azama: That's not what I'm talking about.

Azama: Do you want to be miserable until they're gone, and you can get divorced?

Azama: How do you think that would make them feel, if they found out?

Charlotte: They wouldn't find out!

Charlotte: I'm a great actress, I'll have you know!

Azama: So, you'd never visit them with your husband?

Azama: They'd never see how you act with him and put two and two together?

Charlotte: ...Ugh, when you put it that way...

Azama: If it were me, I'd want to know my daughter was happy more than I'd want the finer things.

Azama: Sure, financial security is great and all...but you can't take gold into the afterlife.

Charlotte: Do you actually believe in an afterlife, or are you just spouting horse dung?

Azama: No comment.

Charlotte: Figures...

Charlotte: Maybe you have a point... If they knew I was miserable, they'd be just as dissatisfied.

Charlotte: I can't just drop the act, though!

Charlotte: The Charlotte I've been playing is the one everyone knows.

Azama: Maybe start small, then. If you find someone you actually like, drop the mask just a little.

Azama: You can work up to taking it off completely.

Charlotte: That's an idea... Well, we'll see how it goes.

Charlotte: ...Thanks, Azama. You're a piece of work, but you're pretty good with advice, too.

Azama: Oh, stop flattering me. I might start blushing!

S

Charlotte: Azama, get out here!!

Azama: Ah, my ears...! Whatever happened to the Charlotte who was worried about interrupting me?

Charlotte: You killed her, remember? With all your sage advice and badgering.

Azama: You really think my advice is sage?

Charlotte: Don't push it. Listen, I have something to ask you.

Azama: Oh? Do go on.

Charlotte: Can all your stuff fit in three suitcases?

Charlotte: That's all the extra I have.

Azama: I could probably fit it all into one. Why?

Charlotte: Oh, perfect! You'd better start thinking about packing...

Charlotte: Because once this war is over, you're coming home with me!

Azama: Oh my! How can I refuse such a forceful order?

Azama: You think your parents are going to like me?

Charlotte: Maybe when they see how happy you make me.

Charlotte: Before that, do me a huge favor and keep your mouth shut, 'kay?

Azama: I must say, Charlotte, I like the real you much better than the mask.

Charlotte: Oh, well, if you keep saying things like that maybe you can talk.

Charlotte: They'll be surprised, that's for sure. But they'll come around.

Azama: You really want to spend the rest of your life with me.

Azama: I thought being around me wasn't any fun?

Charlotte: I never said that! You just assumed.

Charlotte: Look, I know this is really sudden, but I'm in love with you.

Charlotte: So, I need you to say yes before someone else snatches you up.

Azama: You think someone else wants me? With how much I run my mouth?

Charlotte: I'm afraid they will if you pull the same tricks on them that you did with me!

Azama: You're certainly one unique woman, Charlotte.

Azama: How could I let someone like you get away either?

Azama: You charmed me with your real personality much easier than that fake one.

Charlotte: I'm still expecting you to buy me a ring I can show off, I'll have you know.

Azama: I'll get the prettiest one at the jewelers if it means I get to see that lovely smile again.

Charlotte: Oh, shut up! You were never that romantic before!

Azama: Well, what are we waiting for?

Azama: Heft me over your shoulder and carry me into the sunset, Charlotte!

Charlotte: Ring first! Oh, and we'll need to win the war too, I guess.