Voice Testing [Canon is Berserk]

[white_phoenix]

While your interest in me is flattering, I fail to see what it will gain me. Can you offer me a pleasant ending to my dream or are you merely going to act as a barrier to my goals? Your answer is important; it will determine whether I give you attention or not.

So, tell me.

Comments

[white_phoenix]

Merely stating the truth.

[castleforged]

Only need those two in the front, you're saying?

[white_phoenix]

[He approaches Guts and narrows his eyes.]

I feel as if you are having fun at my expense.

[castleforged]

Takes good instincts to wield a blade. Be sure to listen to'em.

[white_phoenix]

Has someone turned you against me? Has someone filled your head with doubts? I don't know why you listen to them. Despite enjoying our first battle, I have no desire to harm you, Guts.

[castleforged]

...told you your blood's heated. I'm not fighting you - today. I'm not walking out - today. I'm not doubting you in anything except who'd down whom, at this point - today. And I'm not telling you the lay of the land, because much good it won't do you - today.

Got that? All of it?

[white_phoenix]

[With a sigh, Griffith turns away and picks up his helmet.]

I would be a poor leader if I didn't think about tomorrow. But have it your way.

[castleforged]

You want promises, now? Like a woman?

[white_phoenix]

I believe I said the matter was closed.

[castleforged]

Whatever the leader says.

[white_phoenix]

There are places we can stay. They are called games.

[castleforged]

Games someone else runs. Not you. You get no say in'em: what goes and what doesn't.

You think you remember what it's like playing to someone else's rules?

[white_phoenix]

Though it wounds my pride to entertain the idea of entering such places, I know that I can forge them to my liking.

[castleforged]

Cocky again. You're getting the habit.

[white_phoenix]

Is certainty in my abilities cockiness?

[castleforged]

Some of it. Some's blindness.

[white_phoenix]

What am I blind to?

[castleforged]

Limits. Lines. Drawing'em. Can't all be how you call it.

[white_phoenix]

And yet you owe me your life how many times?

[castleforged]

What's one to do with the other?

[white_phoenix]

If I didn't know my limitations or yours, you wouldn't owe me your life.

[castleforged]

So there's nothing that ever fails the plan, huh? No 'luck,' good or bad?

[white_phoenix]

There's destiny.

[castleforged]

...and the man who makes his. Sure.

[white_phoenix]

I believe there is a greater purpose for some.