Fire Emblem:
"Sain's Guide to Dating"
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Part Two: The Way to a Woman's Heart...
It was lunchtime in the encampment of Lord Eliwood's army. Kent had just taken a bowl of stew from Rebecca, who was the camp cook today... He then went off to sit by himself, on an out of the way fallen log. After some consideration, he sighed, set the bowl aside, and pulled out the scroll Sain had written for him.
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Chapter 1: The Fine Art of Love Poetry
You must woo a woman with your words, before you may accompany her into the bedroom... (I'll save that subject for another chapter...)
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Kent paused to blush, for a moment... Then, he read on.
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Always address a lady in terms of her beauty... Comment upon the loveliness of her eyes, the colour of her hair, the fairness of her skin... However, it should be noted that commentary on any body parts below her neck and shoulders often results in physical injury to thineself (often below the waist).
When you are not with your beloved, communicate your love for her with quill and parchment... Send her countless upon countless of love letters, to let her know your feelings for her.
Yet should she still ignore you, do not despair... As in all things pertaining to love, persistance is key! Do not be discouraged by rejection... It may take many, many tries (and many, many women) before you may make it into a lady's heart... And by extension, her bed...
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Just then, a shadow was cast over the document that Kent was reading... The cavelier looked up, to see Guy's face come into view.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," the swordsman told him apologetically. "Do you mind if I eat lunch with you?"
"Um, no..." replied Kent. "Go right ahead."
"Thanks!" said Guy brightly. He seated himself on the log beside Kent, then gave the knight an appraising look. "Say, you're one of Lady Lyndis's friends, aren't you...?"
"I... Suppose you could say that," remarked Kent, slowly. Noting the swordsman's garb, he commented, "I take it you are of Sacaean descent, as well?"
"Yep!" answered Guy cheerfully. "Anyways, I saw you eating alone, so I thought you might want some company..." He then noticed the open scroll in Kent's hands. "Say, what're you reading there?"
"Uh, this?" The knight tried to shield the contents of the parchment from view. "Er... Nothing..." But to Kent's dismay, Guy leaned over and caught a glimpse of what was written on it.
"'Sir Sain on the Art of Winning a Lady's Heart'," read the swordsman aloud. "What's that?" he asked.
"Oh... Just a foolish thing my friend wrote," explained Kent, in an embarassed tone. "He's trying to... Help me out with something. But it's all rather ridiculous, really..."
Guy elbowed Kent knowingly. "Having lady troubles, huh?"
At this, the knight shot him a stern look, which made the myrmidon cough.
"Ah, well... To tell you the truth, I have some problems dealing with women, myself..." confessed Guy. "Well... One girl really," he concluded sheepishly. He then pulled on his own braid, in a nervous gesture.
"Um, say... When you're done reading that, do you mind if I take a look at it...?" he asked the knight, tentatively.
There was a pause of silence. Then Kent asked, in a tone of bewilderment, "You're not serious, are you?"
"'Fraid so, friend..." sighed Guy. "Really, let me know when you're done with that... I could use the advice."
"Very well, then..." said Kent, in resignation. "But I think you could learn more by not listening to what it says..." he muttered to himself. The cavelier then stood up from his seat.
"Now, if you will excuse me... Guy, is it?" he said, addressing his companion. "I must take your leave..."
"But you haven't touched your lunch..." pointed out Guy, indicating the bowl of stew still sitting on the log.
"Er... You can have it."
"Gee, thanks!" responded Guy happily.
The swordsman promptly picked up Kent's bowl, and began to scarf its contents down. Kent sighed and started walking away, until he was certain he was out of the myrmidon's range of hearing.
"There must be some place I can read this wretched scroll where I won't be disturbed..." he grumbled to himself.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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"Sain's Guide to Dating"
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Part Two: The Way to a Woman's Heart...
It was lunchtime in the encampment of Lord Eliwood's army. Kent had just taken a bowl of stew from Rebecca, who was the camp cook today... He then went off to sit by himself, on an out of the way fallen log. After some consideration, he sighed, set the bowl aside, and pulled out the scroll Sain had written for him.
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Chapter 1: The Fine Art of Love Poetry
You must woo a woman with your words, before you may accompany her into the bedroom... (I'll save that subject for another chapter...)
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Kent paused to blush, for a moment... Then, he read on.
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Always address a lady in terms of her beauty... Comment upon the loveliness of her eyes, the colour of her hair, the fairness of her skin... However, it should be noted that commentary on any body parts below her neck and shoulders often results in physical injury to thineself (often below the waist).
When you are not with your beloved, communicate your love for her with quill and parchment... Send her countless upon countless of love letters, to let her know your feelings for her.
Yet should she still ignore you, do not despair... As in all things pertaining to love, persistance is key! Do not be discouraged by rejection... It may take many, many tries (and many, many women) before you may make it into a lady's heart... And by extension, her bed...
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Just then, a shadow was cast over the document that Kent was reading... The cavelier looked up, to see Guy's face come into view.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," the swordsman told him apologetically. "Do you mind if I eat lunch with you?"
"Um, no..." replied Kent. "Go right ahead."
"Thanks!" said Guy brightly. He seated himself on the log beside Kent, then gave the knight an appraising look. "Say, you're one of Lady Lyndis's friends, aren't you...?"
"I... Suppose you could say that," remarked Kent, slowly. Noting the swordsman's garb, he commented, "I take it you are of Sacaean descent, as well?"
"Yep!" answered Guy cheerfully. "Anyways, I saw you eating alone, so I thought you might want some company..." He then noticed the open scroll in Kent's hands. "Say, what're you reading there?"
"Uh, this?" The knight tried to shield the contents of the parchment from view. "Er... Nothing..." But to Kent's dismay, Guy leaned over and caught a glimpse of what was written on it.
"'Sir Sain on the Art of Winning a Lady's Heart'," read the swordsman aloud. "What's that?" he asked.
"Oh... Just a foolish thing my friend wrote," explained Kent, in an embarassed tone. "He's trying to... Help me out with something. But it's all rather ridiculous, really..."
Guy elbowed Kent knowingly. "Having lady troubles, huh?"
At this, the knight shot him a stern look, which made the myrmidon cough.
"Ah, well... To tell you the truth, I have some problems dealing with women, myself..." confessed Guy. "Well... One girl really," he concluded sheepishly. He then pulled on his own braid, in a nervous gesture.
"Um, say... When you're done reading that, do you mind if I take a look at it...?" he asked the knight, tentatively.
There was a pause of silence. Then Kent asked, in a tone of bewilderment, "You're not serious, are you?"
"'Fraid so, friend..." sighed Guy. "Really, let me know when you're done with that... I could use the advice."
"Very well, then..." said Kent, in resignation. "But I think you could learn more by not listening to what it says..." he muttered to himself. The cavelier then stood up from his seat.
"Now, if you will excuse me... Guy, is it?" he said, addressing his companion. "I must take your leave..."
"But you haven't touched your lunch..." pointed out Guy, indicating the bowl of stew still sitting on the log.
"Er... You can have it."
"Gee, thanks!" responded Guy happily.
The swordsman promptly picked up Kent's bowl, and began to scarf its contents down. Kent sighed and started walking away, until he was certain he was out of the myrmidon's range of hearing.
"There must be some place I can read this wretched scroll where I won't be disturbed..." he grumbled to himself.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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