Scenario:Yngwie - Full Metal Man V: Warrior's Time Off

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Full Metal Man V: Warrior's Time Off

The crew travel to Tranquil Wellness as part of their vacation. Yngwie tries to chat with Ayer, who has chosen to soak in the same bath, and gives the young man advice for taking care of his body. Opening up a little, Ayer asks Yngwie about the legends surrounding his past, but quickly grows exasperated once he realizes all of the older man's stories revolve around women. Despite Ayer's sighs, the two grow closer than before as they continue to relax in the hot water.



Yngwie: ...
Ayer: ...
Yngwie: ...
Ayer: ...
Yngwie: Hey, Ayer.
Ayer: What is it?
Yngwie: Why're you huddled in the corner all the way over there?
Ayer: Huh?
Yngwie: Spending some quality naked time with a pal ain't so bad, y'know? But if you're not up for it, that's fine too.
Ayer: I just happened to pick this spot, that's all.
Yngwie: Is that right? Guess it's pretty natural to avoid open space when you're not used to feeling exposed.
Yngwie: You're missing out on the breeze over here though. Really cools off the noggin and clears the mind.
Ayer: Uh-huh...
Ayer: Maybe later, thanks.
Yngwie: Suit yourself.
Yngwie leans back as he enjoys the gentle wind and steaming water of the Port Breeze bathhouse.
The crew has stopped by the establishment to unwind and enjoy a well-deserved rest.
By coincidence, Yngwie and Ayer have chosen to bathe in the same pool.
Ayer: Sigh...
Ayer: I'm done for now.
Yngwie: Leaving already? You've barely dipped your toes in.
Ayer: What? I never stay in longer than this.
Yngwie: Either you're not a fan of hot water, or I've been more of a bother than I thought. Not comfortable with a stranger like me?
Ayer: I'd hardly consider you a stranger after hearing the others talk about your exploits. Honestly, I'm just not one for loitering in the bath.
Ayer: Feels like a waste of time, sitting around when I could be doing something more productive.
Yngwie: Oh yeah?
Yngwie: Think I'm starting to put the pieces together now.
Yngwie: Ayer, could you come over here for a sec?
Ayer: Uh... Sure?
Ayer: ...
Yngwie: Give me a nice, moderate flex.
Ayer: Huh? Like, show you my biceps?
Ayer: I mean, I don't mind, but...
Folding his hand into a fist, Ayer raises his arm and bends it at the elbow.
His arm muscles bulge out like two bulky mountains.
Ayer: Heh...
But Yngwie, legendary skyfarer and experienced adventurer, merely shakes his head and sighs.
Yngwie: What a sad sight. Your body's been taxed to hell and back.
Ayer: Say what?
Yngwie: Not that it's any of my business, but you probably shouldn't leave yet.
Ayer: Hold on... What's wrong with my body?
Yngwie: It's obvious you've been pushing it to the limit every day. You're far too thin.
Yngwie: Your muscles are crying for a chance to heal.
Ayer: Huh...
Yngwie: See, muscles bulk up by taking a beating and repairing the damage after.
Yngwie: You've gotta give them the chance to rest after every training session.
Yngwie: Otherwise—
Ayer: I get it, okay? I wasn't born yesterday.
Yngwie: I just wanna make sure you remember that your body's less sensitive to pain after a good workout.
Yngwie: You might feel like you've rested enough, when in reality your muscles still need an extended soak in some hot water.
Ayer: ...
Ayer: Damn it... Fine.
Yngwie: Heh... Nice to see you'll listen to reason even when you're giving me the stink eye. Looks like you're not a lost cause.
Ayer: Oh, put a sock in it. If someone's making a good point, I'll hear them out.
Ayer: ...
Ayer: Hey... Mind if I ask you something?
Ayer: Those stories about you paving the way through uncharted skyways... Are they all true?
Yngwie: Beats me. There are too many tales to keep track of. Besides, plotting those routes wasn't my main gig.
Ayer: Wait... So then what were you doing in the first place?
Yngwie: Voyaging for the novelty of it, of course.
Yngwie: Out there in the clouds, there're countless adventures and paramours waiting to be found...
Yngwie: Just so happened that my pursuits took me through safe and speedy skyways.
Ayer: Are you telling me you were on the hunt for women?
Yngwie: Doesn't every man's adventure start out that way?
Ayer: Whatever you say...
Ayer: Hmm... Another question then: what really happened during that martial arts tournament you were in?
Ayer: All the skies' strongest fighters in what was supposed to be the competition of the century, and it ended with nobody knowing the conclusion.
Yngwie: That'd be because the whole arena wound up in a huge brawl. I was the only one standing when the dust cleared.
Yngwie: The audience and sponsors even got involved at one point, and the prizes were pulled from the table.
Ayer: How in the world did you get yourself into a mess like that?
Yngwie: Fell for the woman I faced in my first round.
Yngwie: I was young—couldn't keep my feelings bottled up—so I blurted out a confession, and her man came charging into the ring.
Ayer: Again with the women... Can't believe you ruined a whole tournament over that.
Yngwie: Hey, when it comes to love, I get taken out in one hit.
Ayer: Right...
Ayer: Sigh... I thought the truth about those rumors would be more spectacular, but I'm starting to see a pattern.
Yngwie: Hey now, don't you think you're jumping to conclusions? C'mon, sit back and ask me about something else.
Ayer: ...
Ayer: What was the cause of the first skyfarer war?
Yngwie: So the leader of the enemy forces was supposed to be my lady—
Ayer: Okay, forget I even asked.
Ayer: It's always women with you... But that's not the part I care about.
Yngwie: Listen, you're not gonna get much outta old tales. What matters is how you create your own legacy.
Yngwie: And to do that, you've gotta take care of your body and avoid extreme training from now on.
Ayer: All right, all right.
Ayer: Since you're so insistent... Is there a secret to this whole "train and rest" thing?
Yngwie: Sure there is, but before I can tell you, I gotta ask: do you got a woman in your life?
Ayer: Ugh, why do I even bother...
Ayer: Sigh... Now I know why you've got heaps of people calling you a fool even though you're strong.
Ayer: Are you aware that everyone thinks you sired a bunch of kids with dozens of women?
Yngwie: That's some slander, that is. Pains me to hear it.
Yngwie: I've had hundreds of sweethearts—not dozens. Don't you forget it.
Ayer: Uh-huh. You could form the strongest crew in the sky if you had that many kids.
Yngwie: Kids, huh...
Ayer: Yngwie?
Yngwie: Hm...
The experienced warrior and young fighter have quickly overcome the air of awkwardness that originally hung in the air.
Both men lean back and relax into the soothing hot water of their private bath.