I wanted to doodle something, but I don’t like LOL
I WILL FIX MY ART COVER THING LOL THIS IS JUST A DRAFT!!
Anyways, I wanted to write my own supports with my own Lon’qu 🥹🫶
C Support
“Like clockwork… I find myself back here day after day…”
(He’s still hitting all the arrows with his sword… So impressive!!)
I bluntly stare watching him hit arrows.
(1… 2… 3… His form is so amazing.)
(Every step is calculated… every swing… every timing…)
(How many has he struck down now…? I lost count…)
Swish! Thwack!
(I could learn so much from training with him at least once… hopefully more than just once…)
Swish Swish! Thwack! Swish! Thwack!
Swishhhhh! Plunk…!
(Best to go for it any longer… and I won’t have the courage…!)
As he begins to go pick up the arrows on the floor…
“I heard that you were a former champion for West-Khan…?”
(Stupid STUPID why did I say that?! of course he knows… WE WERE BOTH THERE.)
He whirls around with his blade at the sound of my expected voice. “!” “W-what about it…?”
“I mean… anyone who’s ever heard of Regna Ferox would know about you! Champion for many years! Your technique and swords skills—“
“I don’t… I d-don’t need flattery… What d-do you w-want?” He eyes me suspiciously.
“I’ve been watching you...” I laugh embarrassed at how I said that. “I mean… not like that! I mean…” My cheeks turning red. “I have been watching you train every… day…” I mutter. (This is so not helping my case.)
“Y-you been watching m-me??”
“I… I didn’t know how to approach you… after missions you just walk off so… I… but you can see how well this is going…”
“…” The silence.
“Well… I was hoping we can be training partners…!”
“Hmph. I train alone. And much less not with a woman.”
“Then, I can be the first!” I take one step closer to him. He steps a step back. “…! S-Stay back!” He eyes me again. “W-why me??”
“Umm.” Put on the spot, I was speechless though my head was reeling with thoughts.
(Because I want to get to know you…?)
(Because when I first saw you I wanted to know more about you…?) (Because you’re hot… and also cute how you’re always…)
“…skittish around women…” I blurted that out and covered my mouth. “I… did not mean to say that!!!” (At least, not out loud!)
He’s flustered. “W-what??”
(He’s heard me so might as well dig my own hole and crawl into it…)
“I’ve… seen how you avoid all the girls in camp when they come up to you!! Soo, if you train with me I can help with that!”
“N-no. I don’t need your help.”
“I bet if we train… at least once! You’ll see..! I can make your aversion go away.” I step closer to him and he scoots back!
“I-I’ve wasted enough time talking to y-you!!”
“I’m only asking for one training session! Please?” I beg.
“L-leave me be…!” He flees.
(Well… that didn’t go how I planned…) I sigh.
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