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This conversation would play after viewing "The First Laguz Swordsman?' Lethe is Normal and Ranulf is Bold.

Caught Cat-Handed

"Alright, I got you cornered." –glares– "and no one is around, not even the soldiers."

"Now, now, Lethe… I don't know what you're talking-"

"Hiss! Ranulf! You will take off those ridiculous clothes and that… weapon!"

"Lethe, aren't you overreacting?"

"Why would you say that for?! You're the one that's throwing your laguz pride away!"

"Now Lethe, how am I throwing it away? I only use this sword when I'm in human form. I can still fight in cat form. I'm just… broadening my horizons."

"How can you be so calm about it?! What are our soldiers going to say when they find out that their sub-commander is using a beorc weapon?!"

"Well, I'm not sure. They don't have to know, really. As long as I show myself when it matters, I can fight normally with our soldiers, and fight both ways with Ike's company."

"That doesn't solve the problem!"

"Wait, Lethe, let me tell you what I learned. Would you believe that Daein and even Begnion soldiers didn't know I was laguz the entire time I was dressed like this?"

"What? They were really that stupid?"

"Well, I wouldn't say that. I'd go with convinced. And I've learned to appreciate all beorc's commitments to weapon up-keeping. I'm never going to rush Ike and his company again."

"Well, we've given them plenty of time to prepare anyway, so what's new about that?"

"Well, did you know that my knuckles and feet have never felt better?"

"Really?"

"Oh yeah. We may heal faster than beorcs, but my knuckles and feet were so banged up after constantly fighting those heavily-armored knights… I simply got tired of it and decided to give it a try. Now they're fully healed and I have another option to fight with."

–sighs– "What am I going to do with you? You always have to cause some kind of a problem… Well, you're the sub-commander. I've tried to change your mind on this whole thing and have failed. If things turn bad, it's your problem." –facepalm–

"Lethe, it will be fine. Just watch." –smiles–

"With you, I'm not too sure. But I'll attempt some… acceptance. But not much."

"Heh. That's all I can hope for, Lethe. Now then, will you let me take leave, or is there anything else you need me for?"

–sighs– "I suppose not…"

"Thanks, Lethe." –exits–

–gasps– "Wait, you aren't going to enter your tent like that! Get back here!"

Did I go a little overboard with this? Probably. Do I really care? Admittedly, not really. It's like "We must use our hands and feet to fight!" like martial artists that aren't experienced, honestly, because unshifted, they're too slow for a second attack. *shifty eyes* Ah well. Hopefully I'll let this die now. Heheh... n.n' Review please.