Awakening Supports/Avatar(F) Anna

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C Support

Anna:
Oh, Robin! Just the lady I wanted to see!

Robin:
Oh, hello, Anna. What can I do for you?

Anna:
I have a proposition for you...

Robin:
A proposition?

Anna:
Yes! Just this morning, I got my hands on a stock of special skin cream. You just smooth it on, and the wear and tear of battle and travel disappear! Old, dry skin replaced by silky smoothness. It's the hard-travelin' girl's best friend! And today only, I can offer it to you at an insanely low price.

Robin:
Er, I see. That's very kind, I suppose. But, to be honest, I don't use creams and lotions much. They're not really my thing.

Anna:
But a girl's skin is her most important ally! Why, neglecting it is like abandoning a comrade on the battlefield! You're so pretty already—just think what a beauty you'll be with healthy, glowing skin!

Robin:
Er, well, if you put it like that... I suppose I could try a little.

Anna:
That's the spirit! ...Aaand here you go. One tub of Anna's Wonder Cream.

Robin:
Heh, now you've gotten me all excited. I'll have to try it right now.

Anna:
Great. You do that. ...Bye! ...Wait a second? What's this? Oh, cripes! I gave her the wrong one! The stuff I gave her is the experimental formula that's still being tested on cows! ...Well, I gueeess it'll be all right? I mean, flame-tree resin is probably safe and effective on skin. ...Right? And since the sale's been made, I couldn't give her money back. ...Right? No, of course not. All sales are final!

B Support

Robin:
Anna!

Anna:
Oh, Robin! Did you need me for...something or other?

Robin:
It's about that skin cream you sold me.

Anna:
(...Oh no. She knows! She's going to want her money back, and I already spent—)

Robin:
Anna, what are you mumbling about? Are you listening to me?

Anna:
What? Oh, er, yes! Yes, I'm listening! ...So, how is the cream? I only ask because sometimes it, er, doesn't affect everyone...exactly the same.

Robin:
Well, let me tell you, it works like a charm on me! My skin's been rosy pink and smooth as silk since I started using it.

Anna:
...For serious?

Robin:
Oh yes. Can't you tell? Look at my face! I'm beaming! Thanks to you, I wake up every morning confident and ready for any challenge.

Anna:
Oh, I'm so reliev... Er, I mean, pleased! I knew it would work! Ha ha...

Robin:
Do let me know if you get any more in. I'm ready to buy a lifetime's supply!

Anna:
Er, of course...

Robin:
Great! See you soon!

Anna:
...Well, that was unexpected. If it's that amazing, I'm going to have to try some myself!

A Support

Anna:
Er, Robin? You remember that skin cream I sold you recently? I, er, don't suppose you'd let me try some of it?

Robin:
Don't tell me you've never used it yourself?

Anna:
Well, the thing is, I had such a limited supply, and it was so popular... It, uh...sold out before I had a chance!

Robin:
Why, Anna, I had no idea it was such a rare and valuable commodity.

Anna:
Oh, er, it's fine. That's what business is all about, right? B-but after you told me how well it worked, I was thinking I ought to try it myself.

Robin:
Well, there's no time like the present. I have the tub right here in my bag... Now just hold still while I smear it all over your face.

Anna:
...Gracious. It's very sticky, isn't it? It's almost like glue.

Robin:
It always feels like that at first. But soon you'll find your skin tingling with health.

Anna:
So, like, how long are we talking here? Not too long, I hope.

Robin:
...Anna? What's the matter?

Anna:
I'm...not sure. Something feels strange. My skin is... It's... Oh gods, it's itchy! So itchy! ...And getting MUCH itchier!

Robin:
...Oh?

Anna:
Arrrgh! I can't stand it! It's like a hundred mosquito bites covered in tar! Wh-what's happening to me? How can I make it stop?!

Robin:
Good heavens, Anna! Your face is swelling up like a balloon! Hold on! I'll fetch some water!

Anna:
Does she know I sold her the wrong cream? Is this some kind of sick revenge plot? N-no, that wouldn't be her style. ...Or would it? Maybe our skin just reacts differently to the cream? *scratch, scratch* Argh! Such an apt punishment for my crime... It must be the work of the gods! But I'm not going to let this little setback bring me down... *scratch* When life gives you lemons, you sell lemonade! *scratch* Then you sell the lemon rinds, and plant the seeds, and sell the lemon trees later on! *Scratch, scratch, scratch* Oh, gods! If only I had just sold her some lemonade! *scratch*