017 tactician female.vito

(In dialogue, the tactician character is called [Tact]. That's the code that makes the game say the player's name they put in at the beginning of the game.)

///C
Vito:
Volund's snot-nosed brat. It's insulting enough that I'm under your command now. You don't have anything better for me to do? I don't think you're utilizing my strength enough, lady.
The tactician:
... You're good as you are now. If I need you to be somewhere else, I'll tell you.
Vito:
Ngh... Screw you...! I see an enemy right there... HEY, YOU SON OF A-
*He vanishes*
The tactician:
W-What are you doing!? STOP!
*She vanishes*
Vito's voice:
YEAH!! EAT IT!! EAT IT!! WOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
The tactician's voice:
Didn't you notice the enemies hidden there!? It's an ambush, you fool!!

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The tactician:
You... IDIOT! I can't believe you did that!
Vito:
Then you should have stood away and let me work!
The tactician:
You would have died if I didn't! Unless that's what you wanted, which I can only assume so! If that happens again, I'm NOT going to save you!
Vito:
I can handle myself. Fine with me.
The tactician:
If you're going to be stubborn like that, fine! This army doesn't need disposable trash like you! Better you go die now, and save me the trouble!
Vito:
You callin' me trash!?
The tactician:
Raise that axe against me and I'll have you killed. We don't need idiots like you. Get out of my sight!
Vito:
Tch...

///B
The tactician:
Still behaving yourself? Good.
Vito:
Don't waste your breath talking, wench. You and I just aren't cut out for talking to each other.
The tactician:
... We'll need to communicate with each other at times. You're starting to become vital to my plans... As... long as you do as you're told, at least.
Vito:
Feh... Yeah, I understand. Let me make it clear though. I can't stand you, girlie. But I'll do what you say as long as it seems like a good idea.
The tactician:
What's your problem with me?
Vito:
Volund never liked you. So I don't see a reason to care about you either.
The tactician:
... Did you know him well? I don't believe I've ever heard him speak of a Vito...
Vito:
H-He hasn't?
The tactician:
No...
Vito:
... Well, he'd always talk about you, that's for sure.
The tactician:
He did?
Vito:
He'd always call you a useless little girl. He'd go on and on about it...
The tactician:
... I can picture him doing that. We've never had a good relationship.
Vito:
He was too good for you. You'll never appreciate all he's done for you. The honor it is to share blood with the great Volund!
The tactician:
Life with my father was hell. You don't know him like I do.
Vito:
I knew him better than anyone! He... He was rough with you so you yourself could be great... He put me through hell too... but I'm all the stronger for it! If you can't appreciate that...! Even when all he talked about was you..!
The tactician:
...
Vito:
... That's enough. I can't talk anymore.
The tactician:
Was that a tear I saw? .......

///A
The tactician:
What was your relationship with my father exactly?
Vito:
Why would you care?
The tactician:
I'm curious.
Vito:
....... Not much to say. I'm a common soldier from Vanheim. Not even fit to be a real knight. Volund was one of my teachers,
the best one I ever had. Bastard never held back. It made me tough. Now, I like a good slaughter, so I was amped for this war. Even better when I learned I was gonna work with Volund. It all felt like it was going well until Tarka happened. ... And now he's gone.
The tactician:
You... really liked him, huh?
Vito:
I respect your father more than anyone...
The tactician:
I do respect him to a certain extent. We both may have been trained by him, but he's done things to me that were out of spite.
Vito:
...
The tactician:
My views on my father are... very complicated.
Vito:
I'll say it was the same for him towards you... Honestly? I couldn't tell if he loved or hated you. There were times he seemed quite proud of you... Other times, well...
The tactician:
...
Vito:
I know I hated you for the longest time. I thought you didn't know how good you had it. But I guess you knew what you had all along.
The tactician:
You've certainly become easier to work with.
Vito:
After you called me trash, I began to start trusting you. Volund would insult me and tell me to go die like an idiot too.
The tactician:
W-What?
Vito:
You remind me of him a lot. Except you're a lot nicer to look at...
The tactician:
You stupid... How dare you...!
Vito:
Hahaha... Being around you really isn't so bad!