Cherche/Maribelle C-S

C-Support
*Cherche on her own*
Cherche: Lady Maribelle?
Cherche: The mess tent has been empty for hours.
*Maribelle on her own*
Maribelle: …
Maribelle: If one has let their goat become untethered...
Maribelle: ...consumes one’s grain from a burlap sack…
Maribelle: ...but if the burlap sack is not tied...
Maribelle: …
Maribelle: Is there an epidemic of goat negligence amongst the low-born?
*Cherche appears on screen*
Cherche: Not from my experience, I’d say.
Maribelle: Buh! Who goes the-
Maribelle: Ah. Lady Cherche. Surprised to see you.
Cherche: Likewise. I didn’t expect to see you here this late!
Cherche: I assume the book captivated you so?
Maribelle: Pfft, hardly! Quite the opposite.
Maribelle: But I desire to become a magistrate in the future,
Maribelle: So I must learn Ylisse law cover to cover.
Maribelle: Even the… uninteresting parts.
Cherche: Hah! Interesting enough for you to let the evening pass you by.
Maribelle: You’re one to talk! What’s keeping you up so late?
Cherche: Training. Peacetime has made me a rusty fighter, I’m afraid.
Maribelle: Hmm. I’ll admit the same is the case for me.
Maribelle: The war with Plegia ended years ago. Between the wars, I’ve not touched a weapon.
Cherche: And you’ve been reading instead?
Cherche: I don’t mean to assume, certainly.
Maribelle: Well… yes. I have to make something of THIS mess.
Maribelle: The war will end in time, and… you know...
Cherche: …
Maribelle: *focused*…
Maribelle: I’m just trying to keep my head in- this in my head.
Maribelle: These books.
Cherche: Maribelle, are you okay? You seem unwell.
Maribelle: I’m fine! I just… I plan to turn in for the night. Take care.
Cherche: Take- uh, do you need help with the books…
Cherche: Oh. Farewell, then.
Cherche: I’ve never seen her look so nervous before.

B-Support
*Maribelle on her own*
Maribelle: *wounded*…
Maribelle: I can’t focus on these books. Some magistrate I would be.
Maribelle: I should just burn them and forget ab-
Maribelle: …
Maribelle: No. No, I can’t give up so easily.
*Cherche appears on screen*
Cherche: Miss Maribelle?
Maribelle: Who goes the-
Maribelle: Oh. It’s you.
Cherche: It seems like the mess tent is your new study, then?
Maribelle: I… let’s go with that.
Cherche: I wanted to give you this. It’s getting closer to winter by the day.
Maribelle: A scarf?
Cherche: Yes. I hope I’ve retained my sewing skills.
Cherche: Judging by the way you’re inspecting it, you must hope the same!
Maribelle: Oh, hush. I’m simply admiring how well-crafted it is.
Cherche: I’m charmed, thank you!
Maribelle: But... why give me this?
Cherche: Oh? Did I need a reason?
Cherche: Never look a gift wyvern in the mouth, so they say!
Maribelle: I believe the animal's mouth in question is a horse.
Cherche: I’ll take your word for it.
Cherche: Besides, you seemed chilly a few nights back.
Maribelle: In the mess tent? What are you insinu...
Maribelle: I mean, thank you for your foresight.
Cherche: …
Cherche: Hmm. It looks like my concerns were founded.
Maribelle: *wounded* What concerns?
Cherche: It’s… hard to explain.
Cherche: The way you spoke and carried yourself seemed… reluctant.
Maribelle: ...would milady care to explain herself?
Cherche: Am I correct to assume that fighting isn’t your first love?
Maribelle: Tch. Those who enjoy it are fools.
Maribelle: Reluctance to kill and injure should be natural.
Cherche: That seems fair enough.
Cherche: I only took up the ax again when I knew Rosanne was in danger.
Cherche: Had I a choice, sometimes I think I’d have let it rust.
Maribelle: ...
Cherche: That isn't to say that I regret fighting with the Shepherds.
Cherche: I just enjoy the repetition and comfort of… I suppose you could call it domestic work.
Maribelle: Would that explain the scarf?
Cherche: It would! I do love hobbies like that.
Cherche: They ease me when the stress of fighting… unnerves me.
Maribelle: Hold. How is this all relevant to the point at hand?
Cherche: Though I don’t share it often…
Cherche: There are times where I wish I didn’t have to fight.
Cherche: That I could have stayed in Rosanne and done what I was meant to.
Cherche: I was stricken by how well you echoed my sentiments.
Cherche: In its own way, it was comforting.
Maribelle: Cherche...
Maribelle: Do you honestly realize how daft you sound?
Cherche: *wounded* ...
Maribelle: I don’t know what you saw in me, but I am far from a mirror to your weaknesses.
Cherche: Weaknesses?
Maribelle: I am steadfast in my commitment to the Shepherds.
Maribelle: See to it that YOU are as well.
Cherche: *wounded, sweat* ...
Maribelle: …
Maribelle: C-Cherche?
Cherche: *neutral look* Enjoy the scarf, milady.
Maribelle: Cherche, wait-
Maribelle: ...
Maribelle: ...What a fool I am.

A-Support
Cherche: I know, Minerva. I know.
Cherche: Getting used to this routine again is… trying.
Cherche: But I’ll try as long as you do. Can you do that for me, girl?
*wyvern roar sfx*
Cherche: Yes. It probably will take time. I apologize.
Maribelle: Cherche.
Cherche: ...
Maribelle: I’m surprised you weren’t in the mess tent.
Cherche: I was with Minerva in the stables all night. She seemed… off today.
Maribelle: I did notice that the two of you seemed a bit… distracted.
Cherche: The both of us?
Cherche: Hmm. I’ll seek to remedy that.
Cherche: Wouldn’t want to seem reluctant.
Maribelle: ...
Maribelle: ...I apologize, Cherche.
Cherche: …
Maribelle: I… didn’t want to press the subject further.
Maribelle: But I underestimated the cruelty of my words.
Maribelle: If these feelings have stemmed from them, I apologize.
Cherche: …
Cherche: Okay.
Cherche: I can mark it up to stress from the burgeoning war.
Maribelle: But I-
Cherche: Which you DO have, Maribelle. Don’t even try denying it.
Maribelle: I can assure you, that’s not-
Cherche: No, that very much IS the case, or you’ve lost function as a human being.
Maribelle: Oh, HAVE I now?
Cherche: No. Because these feelings are natural, like it or not.
Cherche: I assure you, many of us feel the same.
Cherche: Even those who wished they felt otherwise.
Maribelle: B-but that’s the thing! I SHOULD feel otherwise.
Cherche: ...
Maribelle: I don’t regret deciding to fight for my home.
Maribelle: It should be easy. I’ve done it once, I can do it again.
Maribelle: This cause is greater than me and my life.
Cherche: And yet… you still feel apprehensive.
Maribelle: ...I do.
Maribelle: I was optimistic about life in a way I’d never experienced.
Maribelle: Now I must set my wants to the side to be who everyone needs.
Maribelle: It gives me unpleasant thoughts that I wish I didn’t think.
Cherche: There’s no shame in anger, milady.
Cherche: I hold anger and resentment towards Walhart for many things.
Maribelle: But aren’t you scared too?
Cherche: …
Maribelle: I was afraid of that.
Cherche: No, no, no...
Maribelle: Cherche. I can- I can see my future. I have something I-I-I want to be.
Maribelle: W-What if I don’t…
Maribelle: I-I-I… I… *sobs*
Cherche: Oh, no. Maribelle… Don’t cry, please.
Maribelle: Please don’t pity me. I already feel low enough.
Cherche: Then will you instead take my sympathy?
Cherche: You aren’t the only one who’s scared.
Maribelle: You too?
Cherche: Of course. I try not to show it, but at times I’m truly terrified.
Cherche: I don’t know what my future holds, but I’m frightened to lose it.
Cherche: As I’m sure is the case for you.
Cherche: It takes incredible strength to fight regardless. Take pride in it.
Maribelle: Sigh...
Maribelle: Thank you, Cherche. I don’t deserve it, but thank you.
Maribelle: I know that I’m not skilled at opening up about this.
Maribelle: But I swear, whatever you have to say, I will listen.
Maribelle: Without judgment, from this point on.
Cherche: I’m... honored. Thank you.
*wyvern roar sfx*
Cherche: Oh, how precious! Minerva says she’s honored as well!
Maribelle: Oh! How… sweet of her.

S-Support
Cherche: It’s been ages since I’ve been in a marketplace this large.
Cherche: Is there anything you need? I fear I may get lost.
Maribelle: Nothing I need, other than to enjoy the day.
Cherche: I see.
Cherche: *grinning* I mean, I can’t knock it.
Cherche: Letting loose and spending money on pretty things.
Cherche: *neutral* Though I’ve little coin to spare at the moment.
Maribelle: You’ve spent it? I should hope on something worthwhile.
Maribelle: Something to get you through THIS mess.
Cherche: Hmm. I would say-
Cherche: Oh! Oh my!
Cherche: What a lovely vase! Maribelle, look at this.
Maribelle: ...oh, goodness. What…
Maribelle: Bold colors.
Cherche: How adorable! The sharp edges really bring the red pattern into prominence.
Cherche: I wonder what the price...
Cherche: ...ah. Well, don't I feel silly.
Maribelle: Oh, don’t worry. I will be happy to pay for it.
Maribelle: ...as tragically designed as it may be.
Cherche: Oh, no, I could never ask you to.
Maribelle: Never look a gift wyvern in the mouth, correct?
Cherche: *blush* I… I, ah… that…
Cherche: *normal* My sincerest thanks, Maribelle.
Cherche: Though I suppose you were saving that wyvern line.
Maribelle: Hah! I’ll let you continue to wonder.
Maribelle: But think nothing of it.
Maribelle: Consider it my personal gratitude.
Cherche: Between the books, paintings, and vases...
Cherche: *blush* You've shown me a lot of gratitude lately.
Cherche: Well, myself and my tent.
Maribelle: *blush* I have, haven’t I…
Cherche: …
Maribelle: …
Cherche: I know it is a sensitive subject, but…
Cherche: May we speak about life after the war?
Maribelle: *wounded* I try not to think of it… but for you, I accept.
Cherche: I know that you wish to be a magistrate for your dukedom.
Cherche: Gods willing, I will work to reconstruct Rosanne…
Cherche: But… what are your plans when we settle?
Maribelle: Is there a particular reason that I should have them?
Cherche: *blush* Perhaps.
Maribelle: Wait. Why are you kneeling like…
Maribelle: ...oh my gods.
Cherche: I know this is quite sudden, but I’ve felt a certain way around you.
Cherche: I can be no bolder than the day you admitted your anxieties
Cherche: But I hope this proposal will suffice as bold enough.
Maribelle: This ring is… is this where all your money went?
Cherche: Like I said, quite a worthwhile investment!
Cherche: Maribelle, there’s no clearer way to say it. I love you.
Cherche: You’re the security of a haven that comforts me in this struggle
Cherche: And it’s given me the desire to be your haven for life in return.
Cherche: Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?
Maribelle: …Cherche, it’s just...
Maribelle: ...No. It doesn’t matter.
Maribelle: As much as I hate putting too much stock in the future
Maribelle: I… may have considered hypotheticals…
Maribelle: Of how a life together would look.
Cherche: Oh, my dear… does that mean...
Maribelle: Yes, Cherche. I want this more than life. But so much could happen, and...
Cherche: I know. It will be complicated.
Cherche: But we have proven that we are tenacious.
Cherche: I would take any risk to be by your side.
Maribelle: It’s… daunting to deliberately add more to fear.
Maribelle: But I am willing to face those fears for you.
Maribelle: I love you, and I want to end this life knowing I was yours.
Cherche: I hope that will not happen for a long time.
Cherche: But I’m so relieved that we feel the same!
Maribelle: As am I, my love. I won’t let this opportunity pass me by.
Maribelle: Though… you should probably stand up.
Maribelle: I plan to kiss you, and I’d rather not sully my garments.
Cherche: Heehee! Once you take the ring, I’m yours.
Cherche: And I promise it will stay that way forever.