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(If anyone wants a one-liner from Megan of Awakening, pls hit that like button and we can interact here!)

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Colored an old doodle of my Awakening Avatar.

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A really old doodle that I decided to lazily color. It’s my Awakening!MU.~

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Three more days until Fire Emblem Echoes release, and three more days until summer vacation starts for me!

I decided to draw my Female Avatar from Awakening because it’s been forever since I’ve drawn her. QuQ

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Though I’ll take a stand, I’m still only human.

                                       The goddess you need can’t be me.

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Though I’ll take a stand, I’m still only human.

                                       The goddess you need can’t be me.

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adept-myrmidon:

lostblooded:

ϟ | “Lon’Qu? Are you alright?” Casually checks in on him.

❝Stay where you are!❞ this man is highly uncomfortable already from all these women attaching themselves on him like some animal.

ϟ | “Wh-What? What’d I do this time--?!” Does she have to go find some figs and get him to tell what’s wrong with him? “Gods, you look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

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absence-of-past:

tactician-megan:

ϟ | “Hn?” Red eyes look back at the Dread Fighter, and the strategist approaches him. Her Levin sword was hung by a belt around her waist, which was covered by her armor. The brunette approaches him, upon hearing that there happens to be a shortage in inventory. “What is it?” She asks, peeking in the weapon and arms tent to find him. 

Lucian turned his head away from parchment tofwafd the tactician as she made her way inside the weapons tent. Despite his rather tired disposition, he sent her a friendly smile.

“Good morning to you Megan.” His smile faltered slightly as he looked over his list of inventory once again. “I’m afraid that last battle had used up a sizable moment of our weapons, so, unless we are willing to reduce our arms to twigs and kitchen equipment, we will have to restock at the next village…” He can already imagine all the ‘creative’ work arounds he’ll have to do with the budget of the army…

ϟ | The grandmaster nods in reply, and she peeks over his shoulder, seeing the list in his hands. It looks like Lucian was troubled over the low numbers in weapons and arms, a big problem, since there is a war going on. 

“Hn.” A glance upon the remaining weapons in the inventory, as red eyes stare at it for a couple seconds. It’s settled. They’ll need to buy more weapons if they ever break during a battle again. “Looks like I’ll have to head into the market and pay a visit to the armory.” Sure, it’ll come out of the war chest and pockets, but strong blades these days aren’t exactly cheap for gold. “It’s better than poking the enemy to death, that’s for sure.”

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ϟ | “Lon’Qu? Are you alright?” Casually checks in on him.

Why is he surrounded by all these women?! 

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tactician-megan ---> lostblooded

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tactician-megan ---> lostblooded

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ϟ | “Hn?” Red eyes look back at the Dread Fighter, and the strategist approaches him. Her Levin sword was hung by a belt around her waist, which was covered by her armor. The brunette approaches him, upon hearing that there happens to be a shortage in inventory. “What is it?” She asks, peeking in the weapon and arms tent to find him. 

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“It seems we are running low on supplies…” The ‘again’ was left off the end of that sentence, but one could easily imply it based on the weariness of Lucian’s tone. Gods, things would be so much easier if all weapons were as durable as Falchion.

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gourmandise-thief:

tactician-megan:

ϟ | Sometimes it’s rare to find a moment to rest, especially after a long march. The brunette found time after the war meeting to roam around. If she’s not thinking of strategies, Megan’s making sure that everyone else is accounted for, as well as their well being. 

After all, what kind of tactician would she be if she didn’t find value in the lives she carried within her plans? ”Oh, Gaius.” When she made note of the thief, she nods a bit, approaching him while looking at said sack. 

“Off to make funds, are we?” Not surprising, since he had ‘other’ jobs at hand, according to Chrom. “Sure, I have some time to spare. Maybe there’ll be something in the market that’ll catch my eye.”

“Sweet.” 

Well at least he will have some company–though she wouldn’t stick around with him too long once he settles in a spot to sell, “Lookin’ for dusty old books again, are we?” he had so many of them it was laughable. 

He couldn’t help, but give a smirk–typical of them thinking he was only doing it for sweets and while that was half true he was also helping fund for the war. The only one to know was Frederick, “Can’t battle on a low blood sugar Bubbles.” 

ϟ | She nods, following him suit. 

However, that doesn’t stop her from looking around the market. Although she’s read many strategy books before in the barracks, she still can’t help but look for more. “You could say that. Though if I find something useful, that’ll be even better.” The tactician pushes a lock of hair behind her shoulder, crimson red eyes peering at the stalls. 

Megan let Gaius do his business and whatnot, it’s not like she had a good reason to doubt him, despite the night assassins came to take Emmeryn’s life. Chrom recruited him, in a strange way, but if it’s ally you need, it’s an ally you get. “While I don’t like to rely on adrenaline for strength, I certainly see some sense of logic in there, Gaius.”

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ϟ | Sometimes it’s rare to find a moment to rest, especially after a long march. The brunette found time after the war meeting to roam around. If she’s not thinking of strategies, Megan’s making sure that everyone else is accounted for, as well as their well being. 

After all, what kind of tactician would she be if she didn’t find value in the lives she carried within her plans? ”Oh, Gaius.” When she made note of the thief, she nods a bit, approaching him while looking at said sack. 

“Off to make funds, are we?” Not surprising, since he had ‘other’ jobs at hand, according to Chrom. “Sure, I have some time to spare. Maybe there’ll be something in the market that’ll catch my eye.”

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It was a quiet afternoon, no Risens, no brigands–nothin’, so what was his plan?

Going to market to sell some trinkets he has because shepherds’ salary is really low since they have to pay for new weaponry and such. This man needs his sugary sweets damn it.

“Hn?” looking up when he heard someone walking up to him and turn his head, “Oh, Bubbles.” holding his sack while resting his free hand on his hip, “Wanna join me? I’m goin’to sell some stuff.”

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(Old doodle, but my MU in her Tactician outfit.)

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CLASS CHANGE!

Decided to color up and redraw one of my old doodles from 2016. It’s my main Fem!MU from Awakening, named after myself. Honestly, I love how I customized her Grandmaster attire.~

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(I’m slowly reviving this blog for a friend of mine who’s made a fe13 rp blog herself.

Please LIKE/REBLOG this post if you don’t mind a customized Female Avatar/Robin blog on your dash? I’ll check out your blog in return.)