"Yeah, it's where I store our weapons. And a bunch of other stuff. Prom and the guys are all linked to it through me." He demonstrated pulling his sword from the magical space. It appeared in his hand in a burst of blue crystalline magic. The same stuff that occasionally seemed to catch the light when he flew. When he dismissed the sword it vanished in the same blue light. He gestured to Prompto. The blonde rolled his eyes, but followed the request, pulling his pistol from the Armiger in the same burst of magic, twirling it casually around a finger, and then dropping it as it flashed away again.
"We keep all sorts of junk in there. Makes traveling lighter." Prompto summoned and dismissed his phone, a set of car keys, and a black can with the word 'Ebony' printed across it in large white letters all in quick succession. He smiled ruefully. "Man I missed this."
"I doubt wherever those Keyblades come from is the exact same as your Armiger, Noct." Ignis took a graceful landing near their little group. With a subtle shift of feathers he was back to standing poised, not a hair nor a feather out of place despite the recent flight. Looking between him and Noct's slouched posture and ruffled hair and feathers, it would be easy to mistake which one was the recently crowned King of a Nation. "Your abilities are a gift from the Crystal, so it stands to reason whatever magic is at work here, is something else entirely."
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Re: I have no clue how I lost so many old tags, I am so sorry!
Date: 2025-05-08 05:04 am (UTC)"We keep all sorts of junk in there. Makes traveling lighter." Prompto summoned and dismissed his phone, a set of car keys, and a black can with the word 'Ebony' printed across it in large white letters all in quick succession. He smiled ruefully. "Man I missed this."
"I doubt wherever those Keyblades come from is the exact same as your Armiger, Noct." Ignis took a graceful landing near their little group. With a subtle shift of feathers he was back to standing poised, not a hair nor a feather out of place despite the recent flight. Looking between him and Noct's slouched posture and ruffled hair and feathers, it would be easy to mistake which one was the recently crowned King of a Nation. "Your abilities are a gift from the Crystal, so it stands to reason whatever magic is at work here, is something else entirely."