I kinda gave up writing Brady. I never really got a grasp on his speaking patterns.
"So, wait, are you a priest?" Robin asked Brady.
"Ya." Brady replied defensively. "Why do ya think class? Cause it sounds pretty?"
"No, I mean, are you a priest like Libra?" Robin clarified. "Like, you can do weddings and exorcisms and whatnot."
"What? No!" Brady exclaimed. "I just do healings! Like my ma! Who I heard about! What the hell, punk?!"
"Well, I guess you and your 'ma' are going to have another thing in common." Robin said. "You're fired."
"What?!" Brady exclaimed. "I didn't travel through time just to get laid off!"
"Well, apparently you did." Robin replied. "If you had only pulled your weight, you might have been able to keep your job. But, alas, you are just pretty useless in combat."
"...From what I've heard, you've said that to a bunch of people." Brady said.
"Well, yeah." Robin replied. "A lot of people become obsolete once new people join the army."
"You...you do know you can just re class us, right?" Brady asked.
"Yeah, I know that!" Robin exclaimed. "That's what the master seal is for, right?"
"No, that's in order to level up more." Brady said. "Do you remember the second seals?"
"...Those are the blue ones, right?" Robin asked. "I have a bunch of those saved up!" He pulled out a small chest, loaded with second seals.
"W-Why do you have so many of those?!" Brady exclaimed.
"I dunno." Robin admitted. "I got a bunch of them in battles, but I never really used them. I just thought they were pretty."
"Ya thought they were-?!" Brady exclaimed. "We need those to change our classes!"
"Well, you should have just asked." Robin said, handing Brady one of the seals. "There you go. Be whatever you want."
"Ya have to choose our classes!" Brady exclaimed. "We can't use these by ourselves!"
"Sheesh, !" Robin responded. "You're about two wars too late to explain that one to me!"
"You should know this!" Brady shouted. "You're the one in charge of keeping us alive!"
"Well, forgive me for having amnesia!" Robin exclaimed. "Know what? Let's reclass you!"
"Really?" Brady asked.
"Yes." Robin replied. "I need you to become...a manakete! We need more dragons!"
"That's physically impossible." Brady exclaimed.
"Come on!" Robin exclaimed. "Do we really have to follow the rules of the game? This is a fan fic! Couldn't we just have Nah bit you and turn you into one?"
"That ain't how it works!" Brady exclaimed. "Sides, Nah wouldn't bite me!"
"For Naga's sake, Brady, I don't need to know about your sex life!" Robin exclaimed. "Know what? Fine. I have to reclass you, and it has to be reasonable, right?"
"Yeah!" Brady exclaimed.
"Fine. Dancer." Robin said.
"...What?!" Brady exclaimed.
"You are a dancer now." Robin said.
"Why?!" He asked.
"Why not?" Robin said. "Surely you can dance, can you not?"
"Not like Inigo or his ma!" Brady exclaimed. "I'm out of here! You just some punk who ain't got no respect for me and my folks!"
"Wait, Brady!" Robin exclaimed as Brady began to walk away.
He looked over at the tactician.
"If it means that much to you, we can splurge on the DLC and reclass you as a Bride."
Robin barely dodged the second seal Brady threw at him before storming out of the office.
So Robin is both a dick and really bad at his own game! From what I remember, they never really explain how Robin is such a good tactician. I guess maybe he learned about it in a earlier life?
No one really explained to me about the second seals in my first playthrough (the basis playthrough for this story.) So, naturally, Robin has no idea about them either.
Up next: Cynthia!