Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem: Awakening or any of its characters. However, I do own Atterria. Who was given a brand new look and life as the customizable Avatar in the game.
Dedicated to: My wonderful boyfriend who introduced me to Fire Emblem. Thank you love and also to two random strangers on Tumblr. #tsunmyouji for liking my initial crappy post of this and to #gargoyle-butts for convincing me to write this… I would also like to thank my beta tester and amazing friend #emeraldspecs… Hope you guys enjoy!
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Inspiration: Female Avatar/Atterria's A Support with Tharja.
Time Frame: Sometime after the two year gap after the Plegian and Ylissan War.
V/A Relationship Status: Courtship (Dating)
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Horse Ride
"I fail to see what sort of applicable use it would serve though," Atterria muttered to herself as she ran a hand through her short turquoise locks. "A decent plan, but the risks far outweigh the benefits."
"My dear Atterria, are you still preoccupied with that dusty old book?" came a smooth voice from the entrance of the tent.
"This dusty old book is what helps me come up with new methods and strategies that we can apply on the battlefield, essentially helping us achieve victories without taking too many casualties," she replied matter-of-factly, not even bothering to look up from her book.
Virion sighed, he then bent his head under the tent flap and stepped inside, "don't misunderstand me my dear, I know more than most how strong your desire is to become a great tactician, but with that said, I do believe you require a break. You have been at this for hours and you look absolutely exhausted."
"I'm fine, Virion, no need to worry."
Virion now stood directly in front of her with his head slightly bent so that he wouldn't mess up his hair in the low lying ceiling. He then knelt down in front of her, placing a white lily in-between the open pages of her battle history textbook. Atterria stopped her reading for a moment and picked up the flower, feeling with her fingers before bringing it up to her face and smelling it. She took in a deep breath of its sweet scent and smiled warmly as the lily's aroma filled her lungs. She then glanced up at him with soft loving eyes, her cheeks a light shade of pink, however that blush rapidly faded as she was met with worried filled eyes.
"You need to take it easy my dear," Virion stated gently, "you are pushing yourself far too hard and you have many of us worried."
"Virion," he placed a gloved hand on her lips and continued.
"I heard from some of the healers that you collapsed in the woods the other day…" Atterria said nothing, "I'm pleased that Tharja was nearby to carry you back to camp to get you the attention you required." Virion replied solemnly, "I do not want you pushing yourself, my love."
He then leaned forward, closing the space between them and placing a small kiss on Atterria's head. He then pulled back, outstretching his hand to lift her chin with two gloved fingers so she could look at him directly in the eyes. She just sat there quietly, not quite sure what to say to him. She could handle flamboyant Virion but whenever he actually addressed her in this serious and direct tone, she didn't know how reply.
"Perhaps it is time you pulled that lovely nose of yours out of that book and accompanied me for a little ride around the woods. A little fresh air will do you some good."
"I…I-I'm," she stuttered, tongue tied and red faced as she noticed the close proximity between then. "I'm almost done reading this… just need to finish this section."
Virion laughed half-heartedly, "That's what you said an hour ago my milady, and the hour before that, and the hour before that." He then moved his glove hand from under her chin to caress her flushed cheek. "Come now; let us get you some sunlight and fresh air."
"But I need to study," she argued silently, "we're going to be marching in just a few days and who knows when I'll actually be able to get in some actual studying."
"You can study tomorrow," he suggested, "but I think you have done enough for today." His voice was stern and slightly demanding but his eyes held nothing but sadness as a pout formed. "Do you not want to spend time with your dear valiant Virion?"
Atterria sighed in defeat, there was no way she could deny that face.
"Alright… You win…" she said, taking out the lily then closing her book. "I hate it when you give me that look, makes me feel like I could agree to anything.
"Hence why it is my most powerful weapon," he smirked, his cheerful demeanor having returned. He then stood up and outstretched a hand towards her; Atterria stared at it for a moment before taking it. Virion then helped her up but held her tiny hand in his for a few short seconds before she pulled it back. "Now then," he said cheerfully, "let us be on our way. I have Frederick looking after our noble steed and I do fear that if we make him wait any longer, he will have my head."
"Ok, let me just put this in water," she said, walking over to her chest and pulling out an empty cup. She then walked over to her makeshift table and poured some water into it from the small pitcher before placing the flower in the cup and setting it at the center of the table. "Where did you get this by the way?"
"I intend to show you, my dear," he called from the entrance. "I brought but a single flower from the thousands I encountered." Atterria felt her heart flutter, it'd been so long since she'd seen or even smelt a lily. Needless to say, the idea of being surrounded by them filled her with much excitement and anticipation. Virion took note of his beloved's sudden change in mood and smiled at her, "right this way, milady."
He held out his arm for her, which she happily took, weaving her arms into his and leaning her head up against it. The height difference still made it slightly awkward for them to walk in unison when they were like this. Regardless, it didn't take them long to reach the end of base camp and once clear of the sea of tents, she could make out Frederick standing in the distance with Virion's horse next to him. In addition, not only did he look quite bored but he was busy glaring at a rock that was just sitting there a few feet away. Frederick's attention was then drawn to their approach, more specifically towards Virion. The glare he gave Virion could make anyone's blood run cold, but then it changed as he made eye contact with her, suddenly those fierce eyes became soft.
"My good sir," Virion called out, pulling his arm away from Atterria's, "I thank you for looking after my magnificent Odin. I am truly in your debt."
Frederick smiled at Virion in that particular smile that always made her nervous, "of course, I am pleased I was able to be of service."
Something about the way Frederick said that made her feel uneasy, it was no secret that Virion and Frederick's relationship was complicated. Frederick was a little crazy after all, well perhaps a little was an understatement. Virion didn't seem to notice or simply choose not to acknowledge the red flags that arose; he just walked up to Frederick and took the reins from him.
Atterria expected Frederick to do something, but was surprised when he didn't and just walked past him; towards her. He stopped briefly beside her, speaking in a low voice. "It lightens me to finally see you out of that stuffy tent; I do hope you enjoy yourself."
"Um… Thank you," she replied in almost a whispered, "have you been out here long?"
"An hour," he stated, "didn't even ask me to look after his horse, just shoved the reins into my hands and told me to wait here as he ran off."
Atterria couldn't help but giggle at the thought but composed herself when she realized Frederick didn't find it amusing, "I'm so sorry for that, I'll make it up to you somehow."
"Think nothing of it milady; I will insure that HE makes it up to me."
"You aren't going to hurt him are you?" her voice full of concern.
"Of course not, no harm will befall him." He paused for a moment before he turned glanced back at Virion and smiled again, "I do believe he's out of shape, perhaps a couple of days of my Fanatical Fitness Hour should do the trick." Atterria's eye flinched, he then looked back at her and in a quiet menacing tone he whispered, "you will tell him nothing." Atterria cringed but nodded slowly in understanding, Frederick then smiled sweetly for a moment. "Well, I must be off, I have a few errands to run for lord Chrom, I'm afraid I'm already behind schedule so it you will excuse me. I bid you farewell for now milady."
"Um… Yeah, bye." She replied back nervously.
Once Frederick had disappeared into the mass of tents, Virion walked back towards her. "I dare say, what was all that whispering about? Not conjuring up some devious plot against me, I hope."
"I'M not," she replied.
Virion's eye twitched nervously clearly unsettled by her specific choice in words but then composed himself. Like a true gentleman, he offered her his hand; this time Atterria was a bit more hesitant to take it as she glanced at his horse. Odin wasn't even paying attention to her, reluctantly; she placed her small hand in his. Virion held it for a moment but didn't lead her forward; instead he waited for her to calm down.
"Why can't we just go for a walk instead?" she asked quietly.
"Noblest Atterria, it would be much faster if we took my horse," he said with a smile, "now come, come." Atterria shut her eyes and took a deep breath before stepping forward and allowing him to place her onto Odin's back. "Up you go!" He said cheerfully, her body automatically stiffened but then relaxed slightly when he joined her, positioning himself in front of her. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and shut her eyes even tighter. She then leaned her body into his, burring her nose into his back.
Virion closed his eyes for a moment, a radiant smile spread across his lips as basking in the moment. There was nothing he loved more than when she held him like this. "Now hold on tightly, my love." His ordered smoothly, "We would not want you falling off, now would we?" Her grip tightened, this time a little too hard that it made him wince slightly, "Just relax and enjoy the ride."
"Right…" she replied, her voice muffled, "because riding horses relaxes me." Virion took hold of one of her hands and patted it slightly before grabbing the reins in both hands. "I swear you do this to punish me for neglecting you…"
Virion chuckled softly, but didn't deny it. "Ready?" He felt Atterria nod hesitantly, "very well, and away we go!"
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Author's Note: Alright, what'cha guys think? This was really just a quick prompt, so sorry for the poor quality. There are a few things I want make clear. 1) In my opinion, Virion looks really, really tall, which is why I decided to make him 6'4. I've always loved that idea of him being far taller than my avatar Atterria which is why I'm making her height to be at like, maybe 5'3. In addition, while I'm sure there's not much of an age gap, considering the avatar model I choose, I decided that Virion is going to be around 23 if not 24ish and Atterria 20 after the 2 year gap. Height gap and age gap I know, but eh. My FanFic.
Also another thing, some of you might be wondering though I honestly doubt any of you are, why Virion has a horse. Well, in my game session, I made him into a Bow Knight; he just looks so damn sexy on that horse. If you liked this rough piece, comment or even follow if you wanna continue reading. Chances are I'm probably going to turn this into a series of one-shots, just little snippets here and there. For updates on the status of future chapters, make sure to follow me on Tumblr at #the-azul-soul-lilly. Thanks and have a good one!
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