Ignis Scientia

“What do you meen by weird feeling? What are you feel exactly?”

He moved away from the door when Flynn came his way and followed him inside the new house. When he got inside, he frowned. Now he was the one with the weird feeling.

“Very well, Flynn it is.” Ignis stayed by the door, in case any danger came back, he was on the ready to defend them.

Flynn didn’t seem to be much capable of fighting, but maybe he was wrong. Often people looked at him and didn’t think *he* is capable of fighting. »

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Ignis adjusted his gloves with calm precision as the three beasts collapsed around him. And with a flick of his wrist, he sheathed his daggers after assessing the danger had passed, letting out a relieved breath.

“The coast is clear, Mr. Carsen. Are you alright?” He asked as he walked inside.

third beast hesitated for a moment, its feral instincts catching a hint of unease. Ignis seized the opportunity, rushing forward with incredible speed. His daggers flashed in a cross pattern, carving deep wounds into the Sabertusk before it could react.

Breathing steady and unbroken, »

After he noticed Flynn moving inside a building, he moved to quickly jumped in front of the door to block any potential threat to go inside after him. After that, he focused his attention to the next Sabertusk.

His movements were like a choreographed dance, mixing elegance and lethality.

The »

The second Sabertusk leaps at him from behind, but Ignis is already anticipating the move. He twists mid dodge, his dagger arcing upward in a clean slash that cuts through the creature's thick hide.

Every few movements he checked on Flynn to make sure he was doing alright and not in any danger.

his daggers, the motion precise and fluid. His body shifts into a low, agile stance as one Sabertusk lunges forward, its razor-sharp fangs glinting. Ignis sidesteps effortlessly, the beast’s attack missing by a hair. In a blur of motion, he counters, slicing across its flank with deadly precision. »

the time. Don’t go far or it’ll be harder to protect you.” He growled.

Ignis stands poised, his sharp eyes fixed on the three snarling Sabertusks encircling him. The air is tense, the growls of the beasts blending with the distant rustle of grass.

With a swift flick of his wrist, Ignis twirls »

With a hand over his mouth he still continued to talk. Flynn was giving him the impression that he was one who always talked and didn’t know when to shut up.

That theory was quickly proven correct because he continued to make conversation even when they were being attacked.

“Indeed now is not »

He read the card, not fully understanding what he wanted him to do with it. It wasn’t as if he was going to think he was lying about his name.

“Pleased to meet you, I’m Ignis Scientia. So you seem to be lost. What is the last thing that you can recall?”

rather than excited, but he made a deal, and his words were important to be kept. He didn’t like to appear as someone who couldn’t be trusted.

“I’ll take my leave now. Have a good day, Chancellor.”

“Yes, indeed. We wouldn’t want that.” He hummed after. Despite them knowing how to fight, if they could avoid the encounter, it would be better. “It is decided, then. 3 pm we’ll meet again.” He offered his hand to be shaken, ignoring the excitement Ardyn was showing because he was feeling dread »

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“Ah. I don’t know that place… We’re in Eos, which is divided between four nations: Lucis, Accordo, Tenebrae and Niflheim. Do any of those names ring a bell?”

He tried this time a different approach. Maybe the man had hit his head, yet he seemed completely lucid.

It started to dawn on him that the day was too soon. He gave a court nod as he masked his worry with a blank face. He didn’t need to be read easily.

“I can be at the small café, right around the market. Just say the time and I’ll be there.” Now he needed to let Noct know about his decision.

He tilted his head with curiosity and inquiry.

“You mean to say: Midgardsormrs?”

He had no idea what this man was talking about. Sure, he knew about the lifestream, but that was almost common knowledge by this point in time.

Quiet day. I might just go out for a walk. Totally not going to look for Gladio, Noct or Prompto.

Feeling a bit tired…

fond of lemon tastes, but he could see the Chancellor as someone who has a refined ability to detect and appreciate subtle flavours and someone who enjoys diverse cuisines and beverages.

“Yes, indeed. This particular tea helps in boosting one’s immune system and helps fighting the cold, and I, if I may add, have been sneezing far more times than I’d like, so this will be of much help.”

As he took another sip of his tea, he awaited Ardyn’s judgement. He knew not many people were »

“President Shinra? The turks? I’m afraid I have never heard of them, and believe me, I’m a person who’s usually well informed. Where did you say you’re from?”

Those names didn’t ring a bell whatsoever, perhaps it was because they were from a different territory, but still. It was… peculiar.

more time, we can do it when you’ll be ready.” The sooner he leaves, the less time he would be having second thoughts.

was because he mentioned Prompto being present, it provided some kind of comfort to know there would be someone else he knows.

“A day is all I need. It’s going to be just a week we’re going, is it not? So there shouldn’t be many things needing taken care of for my absence. However, if you require »

How could he not be considered a threat? He knew intimate details of the prince and spent most of his life next to him. If he were to leave, many would want to exploit his knowledge. Not that he would give in, he would rather die than to betray Noctis and the kingdom. And yes, part of his decision »

slowly remove the hand that covered his mouth.

Only a second later he could hear in the distance a shriek he knew far too well. Sabertusks. He growled and turned around, hands moving as he made his daggers appear from out of nowhere.

“Stay still. I’ll take care of them.”

Flynn banging on the door and shouting, he grabbed him by the shoulder, turning him around and pressing him against the wall, his other hand covering his mouth.

“Are you trying to get us killed?” He whispered, with an intense look in his gaze that prayed the other kept silence before he could »

different than a sentient books.

For once, he was agreeing on being careful of their surroundings. Not only they have been chased away but the energy in the area seemed pretty similar to the one he was used to, so they should be looking out for imperial soldiers and fiends.

The moment he heard »