Considering the reaction to the last chapter, I should clarify something about Robin: This is my first play-through Robin. I didn't use any FAQs or anything, I just wanted to experience the game. I am also not a tactical genius. I find it funny how everybody will always see Robin as a tactical gift sent from Naga when sometimes he isn't. I kinda changed his character in this story to reflect this.
That said, after playing the game, I looked into Laurent and Severa. I like them. Keep that in mind.
Robin stared at the young woman sitting across from him. She was quivering under his gaze. Robin would compare her quivering to something, but anything it could be compared to would make the scene much darker than it actually was.
"...Noire?" Robin asked cautiously.
"Um...Y-yes, Robin?" Noire stuttered.
"What the hell did your mother do to you?" Robin asked. "I could just ask her, but it's been harder to find her since she stopped stalking me." He paused. "See, if she was hiding in here, she would have come out. I'm actually missing the crazy witch a bit."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Noire said. "You...you already know what my mother used to do to me…"
"Yes, I know that." Robin replied. "But what caused the alternate personality?"
"I-It's just me getting a-a little braver!" Noire exclaimed.
"Bullshit." Robin retorted. "All you future kids have some messed up mental things. There's always something that messes you up. I'm pretty sure the combination of Tharja's…interesting parenting skills and the whole 'dead parents, doomed world' situation you kids were in that broke your mind. You claim that it's a different part of your mind, but I believe that it's a completely different personality altogether."
"H-How do you think you can prove that?" Noire asked.
"Well, I just have to piss you off to draw out the other persona." Robin replied. "By the way, you're fired for being a pussy. Am I right about the alternate personality thing?"
"INSOLENCE!" She screamed at him, her entire demeanor changing into a much more aggressive one.
"And you're fired for being too uncontrollable." Robin said. "Now, was I correct about the split persona thing?"
"BLOOD AND THUNDER!" She shouted. "You're pulling the facts straight out of your mortal hind, but that doesn't make them any less true!"
"I knew it!" Robin exclaimed. "Now the reason I knew that, Noire, is that I AM A MASTER-"
"SILENCE!" She exclaimed. "My name is not Noire! Noire is a whimpering coward! I am a bloodthirsty warrior! You may call me...NORIE!"
"...Noire?" Robin asked, after a pause.
"NORIE!" She shouted.
"That's what I said. Noire." Robin said.
"NORIE, MORTAL!" Norie shouted.
"Can you spell that out?" Robin asked.
Her demeanor changed again, into it's original timid stance. "She's N-O-R-I-E. I'm N-O-I-R-E. S-Sorry about her." Noire said. "She's a bit...aggressive."
She changed again. "BLOOD AND THUNDER, COWARD! SILENCE YOUR TONGUE." Norie shouted
Noire, who was usually pretty timid, stood her ground against...herself. "He asked an obvious question!" Noire responded. "I'm just being polite."
"WE SHALL SEE WHO IS THE POLITE ONE WHEN I SWIM IN A POOL FULL OF YOUR ORGANIC FLUIDS!" Norie shouted.
"Um...Aren't they your organs, too?" Noire asked
"Ew." Robin said. He decided to keep quiet. Usually, he would talk to the recently unemployed Shepherd, but Noire...Norie...she seemed to be keeping herself entertained. He decided this was a good time to step in. "Look, do you two need any help, or do you think you can...figure ourselves out on your own?"
"I WILL EAT YOU!" Norie exclaimed.
"Y-Y-You will do no such thing!" Noire countered. "We'll be good, Robin. I was thinking of opening up a bakery."
"Oh." Robin smiled. "How pleasant."
"OF BLOOD!" Norie exclaimed
"Less pleasant." Robin remarked.
"There will be no blood involved with the bakery." Noire said.
"BUT I WANT THERE TO BE!" Norie shouted.
"I know you don't like the bakery idea , but-" Noire said, but was interrupted by...herself.
"OWAIN WOULD NOT WANT TO SETTLE DOWN!" Norie shouted.
"I suppose you're right." Noire admitted. "Although he does seem to enjoy our treats."
"AND OUR BREASTS!" Norie added.
"Y-Y-Y-Yes…" Noire stuttered, her face turning red. "I...I guess so."
"THE HAND OF THE BLADE SHALL REAP THROUGH THE BLOOD AND THUNDER OF OUR-" Norie shouted.
"I'm gonna stop you right there." Robin interrupted. "It sounds like this conversation has absolutely nothing to do with me anymore, and that it contains much more information than I wanted. Good luck with all of that, and I hope to see you around, Noire. You're a nice girl. Norie...not so much…"
"T-Thank you, Robin!" Noire said. "Please stop by when my bakery opens, if it ever does." She stood up and bowed her head.
Her expression changed when her head rose back up. "Count your days, spawn of Grima." Norie hissed, backing out of the office.
"Why do I always leave these meetings knowing more about their sex lives?" Robin said to himself. "I didn't even ask that time…"
Was this entire bit inspired by my difficulty spelling Noire's name? Yes.
Also, shout-out to the contest winner, Tifer. A few chapters ago, I mentioned that nobody has drawn any pictures of Gerome and Inigo as Batman and Robin. Well, guess what they drew:
www. deviantart art/Dress-up-Party-439154395 (Delete the spaces next to the dots.)
So yeah, that's pretty awesome!
Anyway, up next: Nah!