No one can say that Ignis is uninterested in practicing his breath weapon. Now that he is a little more secure in his abilities, including transforming himself, he is far more comfortable going about with draconic qualities - or even the full dragon.
Those also attending the lessons may find the put-together retainer coming to the lessons in a loose shirt and pants - the former which gets dismissed to the armiger in a shimmer of light - before he takes into the water. First just as his mostly normal human self, save a few... more scaley qualities, such as his long tail with shimmering crystalline feathers at the tip and a trail of deep green speckled scales up his spine and to the feathers along his ear. If anything, he seem to be taking this as a reason to keep up his swimming form as much as seeing how his venom - gaseous in nature - takes to water.
The answer: mostly a lot of strange, pale bubbles that, with enough breath force, foam up along the surface.
Anyone who approaches will have Ignis surface shortly after with an idle warning. "Ah, I'd be careful poking those bubbles. They may make you feel a touch.. hm. Loopy." At least, for fellow dragons, he's come to learn.
Alternatively, while it is mostly for after he's finished up with his training... One may be able to see a large velociraptor-like creature floating out on the lake. In some ways, it almost seems like a swan with the way that it floats along the surface, wings tucked in carefully and overshadowing any frontal claws. Even the head at the end of that long neck seems to be tucked away carefully as he enjoys the afternoon.
....But don't think he's not paying attention to things. Any disturbance at the water, or even the shore if he happens to float near enough, has a pair of bright green eyes peer out from their darker speckled surroundings.
"Can I help you?"
B - Markmanship (cw: potential mild drug use via dragon breath
Frankly speaking, Ignis already has a feeling for how he'll do on Hoshiko's little test. His particular breath weapon is a bit less... focused than, say, a fireball, or a shard of ice, or a stream of acid.
Just because he knows the answer ahead of time is no reason not to give it the good ol' college try, however.
And it is a decent try! For all that he is working with, enough focus and the plume of pale green gas shoots out fairly decently in Hoshiko's direction. Not enough to land, and doesn't quite reach... but it seems to get far enough! Farther than he expected, at any rate.
Ignis rubs at his throat in the aftermath. "Ah... That is a touch rough on my lungs, however. I think I will want to use that in... moderation, at best."
Hopefully people are careful with how close they get to Ignis during this bit of practice, however... Or aren't unlucky with a sudden breeze. Ignis's poison breath can have certain affects, although with other dragon-bonded, they tend towards the more... recreational, at least at first. A rather pleasant floating feeling, a more positive outlook, a sort of tingling in the body...
Granted, that tingling get turn to numbness really quickly. In which case, things will become worrying. But don't worry - Ignis is keeping an eye out for that.
C - Camping
Honestly, Ignis is in an excellent mood for camping. He's engaged (a fact no one else knows, because he keeps personal details to his grave), his fiance loves camping, his other boyfriend loves fishing, and his two other boyfriends...
Well they can deal.
Either way, that extremely good mood is probably more than apparent for anyone who happens to pass by his campsite - home to more than a few other people. The smells which waft from this makeshift kitchen around the campfire are different every time someone passes by. Certainly they're delicious no matter what. How can a man make so much at a campsite?
And it's not that he's just making it for the four men and one lovely lady that are accompanying them on this trip, either. Anyone who wants by, whether by curiosity or coincidence, will find the chef himself smiling on over.
"Hungry? Fortunately, I know quite the rugged and capable survivalist who makes sure I'm never lacking in ingredients." Is he boasting for this survivalist? Yes. And he's making no secret of it, either, very clearly preening about it. "So by all means, feel free to take a seat. I imagine the rest of my little troupe will return in their own time."
Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV | Current Player and Character
No one can say that Ignis is uninterested in practicing his breath weapon. Now that he is a little more secure in his abilities, including transforming himself, he is far more comfortable going about with draconic qualities - or even the full dragon.
Those also attending the lessons may find the put-together retainer coming to the lessons in a loose shirt and pants - the former which gets dismissed to the armiger in a shimmer of light - before he takes into the water. First just as his mostly normal human self, save a few... more scaley qualities, such as his long tail with shimmering crystalline feathers at the tip and a trail of deep green speckled scales up his spine and to the feathers along his ear. If anything, he seem to be taking this as a reason to keep up his swimming form as much as seeing how his venom - gaseous in nature - takes to water.
The answer: mostly a lot of strange, pale bubbles that, with enough breath force, foam up along the surface.
Anyone who approaches will have Ignis surface shortly after with an idle warning. "Ah, I'd be careful poking those bubbles. They may make you feel a touch.. hm. Loopy." At least, for fellow dragons, he's come to learn.
Alternatively, while it is mostly for after he's finished up with his training... One may be able to see a large velociraptor-like creature floating out on the lake. In some ways, it almost seems like a swan with the way that it floats along the surface, wings tucked in carefully and overshadowing any frontal claws. Even the head at the end of that long neck seems to be tucked away carefully as he enjoys the afternoon.
....But don't think he's not paying attention to things. Any disturbance at the water, or even the shore if he happens to float near enough, has a pair of bright green eyes peer out from their darker speckled surroundings.
"Can I help you?"
B - Markmanship (cw: potential mild drug use via dragon breath
Frankly speaking, Ignis already has a feeling for how he'll do on Hoshiko's little test. His particular breath weapon is a bit less... focused than, say, a fireball, or a shard of ice, or a stream of acid.
Just because he knows the answer ahead of time is no reason not to give it the good ol' college try, however.
And it is a decent try! For all that he is working with, enough focus and the plume of pale green gas shoots out fairly decently in Hoshiko's direction. Not enough to land, and doesn't quite reach... but it seems to get far enough! Farther than he expected, at any rate.
Ignis rubs at his throat in the aftermath. "Ah... That is a touch rough on my lungs, however. I think I will want to use that in... moderation, at best."
Hopefully people are careful with how close they get to Ignis during this bit of practice, however... Or aren't unlucky with a sudden breeze. Ignis's poison breath can have certain affects, although with other dragon-bonded, they tend towards the more... recreational, at least at first. A rather pleasant floating feeling, a more positive outlook, a sort of tingling in the body...
Granted, that tingling get turn to numbness really quickly. In which case, things will become worrying. But don't worry - Ignis is keeping an eye out for that.
C - Camping
Honestly, Ignis is in an excellent mood for camping. He's engaged (a fact no one else knows, because he keeps personal details to his grave), his fiance loves camping, his other boyfriend loves fishing, and his two other boyfriends...
Well they can deal.
Either way, that extremely good mood is probably more than apparent for anyone who happens to pass by his campsite - home to more than a few other people. The smells which waft from this makeshift kitchen around the campfire are different every time someone passes by. Certainly they're delicious no matter what. How can a man make so much at a campsite?
And it's not that he's just making it for the four men and one lovely lady that are accompanying them on this trip, either. Anyone who wants by, whether by curiosity or coincidence, will find the chef himself smiling on over.
"Hungry? Fortunately, I know quite the rugged and capable survivalist who makes sure I'm never lacking in ingredients." Is he boasting for this survivalist? Yes. And he's making no secret of it, either, very clearly preening about it. "So by all means, feel free to take a seat. I imagine the rest of my little troupe will return in their own time."