[Well, that explains why it's not something he's ever been able to do. Even if it was a normal ability for a Lucis Caelum (and he has no idea honestly) his magic talent would be too lacking to do the same. Still, he's not totally hopeless, since he's got a number of proper weapons at this point. It just won't look so impressive.]
Well, I’m not sure...may as well try it and find out.
[Ardyn paused in concentration; even when he did fight, style wasn’t quite his thing. While they had both been trained by the same Blademaster, one brother took away speed and power while the other chose finesse and strategy. But on the other hand, Ardyn had learned a fair collection of new things since he’d been here; one or two more sounded astoundingly possible.]
[Gradually, the swords broke formation—not into wings right away, but reforming into a circle of horizontal blades end to end, continuing its rotation without pause.]
[Well. He could bring out his own Armiger and try to move them himself... or he could take out his communicator and start recording, for proving Era wrong educational purposes, watching how Ardyn moves to make them shift like that.
Yeah, he's doing the latter.]
Are you just thinking about doing that, or does it take anything special? Like envisioning a badass pair of wings or something.
I don't think it's anything particularly special; more like the same kind of concentration it takes to use them in the first place, if that makes any sense.
You don't need to rush me, I wasn't going to jump into doing anything flashy without a grasp on the concept first.
[That required sorting them out in his head; longer blades on the ends, smaller as they went inward with Rakshasa as a spine between the two. After a moment he had a construct that might reasonably have passed for wings, looking over his shoulder and then to Noctis.]
Noctis stares for a moment, then quietly tilts his communicator sideways to capture the full stretch of the "wings", walking in a slow circle around for the whole view.]
[Gods. Even if it didn't (and it did), or even if it wasn't working as intended (it totally is!) this would be worth it just for the added enthusiasm on Ardyn's part. He finishes his circle around and backs up.]
Sure, it's a cool visual. Can you move them like that, do they still work the same way?
It should, I see little reason why it wouldn’t still function correctly.
[The wings spread out a little as Ardyn made a slight hand gesture—the longest sword on one end detached to shoot into the ground a short distance from them before returning to formation.]
[Here he is, not waiting a second! At least he knew better than to use the Mystic? The deflection is swift and heavy enough that as he's pushed back he phases into a backflip and lands in a crouch a few feet away, blade dismissed and a pleased smile on his face.]
Hey, that was pretty good. And Era said it'd leave you too open!
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[Well, that explains why it's not something he's ever been able to do. Even if it was a normal ability for a Lucis Caelum (and he has no idea honestly) his magic talent would be too lacking to do the same. Still, he's not totally hopeless, since he's got a number of proper weapons at this point. It just won't look so impressive.]
So... can you move them around, you think?
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[Ardyn paused in concentration; even when he did fight, style wasn’t quite his thing. While they had both been trained by the same Blademaster, one brother took away speed and power while the other chose finesse and strategy. But on the other hand, Ardyn had learned a fair collection of new things since he’d been here; one or two more sounded astoundingly possible.]
[Gradually, the swords broke formation—not into wings right away, but reforming into a circle of horizontal blades end to end, continuing its rotation without pause.]
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proving Era wrongeducational purposes, watching how Ardyn moves to make them shift like that.Yeah, he's doing the latter.]
Are you just thinking about doing that, or does it take anything special? Like envisioning a badass pair of wings or something.
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[He's certainly not noticing Ardyn doing anything special to make it move, at least.]
They're not wings yet, though.
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[That required sorting them out in his head; longer blades on the ends, smaller as they went inward with Rakshasa as a spine between the two. After a moment he had a construct that might reasonably have passed for wings, looking over his shoulder and then to Noctis.]
How does that look?
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Noctis stares for a moment, then quietly tilts his communicator sideways to capture the full stretch of the "wings", walking in a slow circle around for the whole view.]
...Yep, I knew it. It looks badass as hell.
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[He looked a little more confident at the indirect praise, straightening up with a smile.]
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Sure, it's a cool visual. Can you move them like that, do they still work the same way?
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[The wings spread out a little as Ardyn made a slight hand gesture—the longest sword on one end detached to shoot into the ground a short distance from them before returning to formation.]
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[He has! So much control! Noct is gonna burn with jealousy for days.]
If it functions just as well, it should be just as good for defense, right?
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It does stand to reason, does it not?
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[That's your warning! He dismisses his communicator, trading it out for the Ultima blade, and takes a swing.]
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[Ardyn flinched in surprise, blades moving almost on instinct to intercept and block in a flash of magenta.]
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Hey, that was pretty good. And Era said it'd leave you too open!
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[you TERRIBLE MENACE]
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[And what are you gonna do about it~]
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[Nor does he look especially bothered by this new title.]
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[it's hard to look at all serious with giant pink sword wings]
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[Are you and your pink sword wings gonna play or what?]
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[And that is a warning, because he's moving in for another playful swing, blade manifesting. This is a spar now, kinda.]
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[Noctis pushes back against the blade, though his expression is dissatisfied; he'd expected the wings again. They're there to be used, surely.]
You want me to write you a letter first? "To my esteemed uncle, at precisely 11:47 AM, I am going to swing my sword at your left shoulder-"
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