hello! I would like to reapp Ardyn Izunia of final fantasy xv, app is under /app, thank you !!

Welcome back to icy Isola Radiale, Ardyn!

You'll be placed in CONDO 405!

Everything you retained in your previous stay will be returned to you.

Enjoy your stay!

– ⋆ solaris.

     // @regemverum​  |  Shine/Bright

          “No matter how much power I store, these diamonds simply refuse to shatter...“ The bull traced his gloved hands along the surface of the nearby crystal surface, with only a faint trace of a scar cut into it. Adam had managed to store up some energy into his blade during the last few scuffles, hoping the power would be enough for his Moonslice to cut through this damn diamond. But it seems the most he can do at his current power is simply shave off a few shards at a time. Such a maddening issue to deal with... It seems all he can do is cut down more crystal beasts until they clear up on their own.

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Honestly the fact that he was without his usual wardrobe had to change.

This was probably the first time in literal years that he had so few outfits to rotate through! No sparkly coats! No floral gucci suits! No comfy sweaters and cute aprons! It was an outright crime that his poor closet was being left untouched back in Shinjuku. 

And don’t even get him started on accessories or makeup. That was in the strongly lacking department too - even if he had his usual earrings, necklaces, rings, and the chain that he wore off his belt. It was still not enough - sometimes you just wanted to mix things up!

...maybe he was just a bit spoiled with his expenses and how much he had poured into attire, though. 

Not to worry though! Based on what he had in his fun little digital wallet...he should have enough to at least get some less expensive, more comfortable outfits. It wasn’t Gucci or Louis Vuitton ( like the suit, belt, and shoes he had arrived here in ) but it was something more lowkey he could wear while fishing and sitting around in his new apartment. 

The best place for lowkey outfits like what he was thinking of was...the mall! And how convenient for him that there was a mall, right in the ward he was housed in. So it wasn’t much more than a hop, skip, and a jump to get to his desired location and start on his hunt to get new outfits!

...or...get immediately sidetracked by a man holding more hats than he probably needed. Weird! He was already wearing one too, so what’d he need all the ones he was holding for? Maybe he was...a collector? Or he just really liked having a different hat every single day of the year.

“‘Scuse me, mister!” He called out, not even giving it a second thought as he walked over to further initiate conversation.

“What’cha got all those hats for? And where’d you even get them, anyways?”

Art has never been Yggdrasil’s purview— though she’s always been good at deriving enjoyment from her own confusion. Something about it— no matter the form, whether it be painting, sculpture, music, performance, or something else entirely— has always been opaque to her. She likes that.

Delightfully, Yggdrasil’s new acquaintance Ardyn appears to have a trained eye concerning these elusive things, as he speaks on them. On some pieces, he lingers. On others, he brushes past immediately. To Yggdrasil’s eye, the time spent independently contemplating is inconsequential because what she gleans from an instant’s look versus an hour’s scrutiny is not so different.

But the two had been standing before this one for quite some time, and no matter how insistently Yggdrasil stares, she cannot discern its meaning. Eyes still fixed, Yggdrasil chimes, What is the purpose of this one?— What are your insights?

— @regemverum  ❀

Name: Ardyn Izunia  Age: As I have recently become more acquainted with the internet, I’ve been told that an accurate representation of my age would be the following emotion icon (colloquially referred to as ‘emoji’): ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Defense Attorney or Legal Assistant: Legal Assistant, I am best suited for an advisory position. Previous experience/qualifications: I once helped an empire expand its borders and would no doubt be an asset to your… business. Should you ever choose to go to war with a neighboring faction, perhaps, or even need help settling a disagreement – sometimes, all that’s needed is a little persuasion.  Do you agree to the rules page: While I am dismayed to learn you do not accept magicians at this time (perhaps consider it for the future), I do agree to your rules.

“…”

This one is… An interesting one, but there haven’t exactly been any new applicants…

Well, it’s not like being an legal assistant requires much experience, and if Kazuma was hoping for an application that wasn’t in the slightest bit strange here in Spirale, that’d probably be far too optimistic. No, this was to be expected.

“The courtroom has no place for magic, thank you, nor have we any need of actual warfare…” says the man with a katana in his sheath, “But I can’t exactly say no, either. You sound like you have the passion and drive to assist the battle in the courtroom- Welcome aboard.” 

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“I wonder what this miniature device is capable of?” He pondered this aloud as he tapped on the various pictures on the device. From what he had managed to figure out, those ‘pictures’ were called apps, though they were not like any application he knew or was familiar with. And there were so many, each with their own unique function that it would take a bit of time to memorize and figure them out.

Fortunately Waka was already familiar with some due to their similarity with his tribe’s own technology, so it took him less time than most to figure out this gadget.

Still, the device was fascinating, and it made him wonder if this place was more technologically advanced than his former home.

“Regardless, it is magnifique~”

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{ 🍃 }  — Antique fairs had priceless artefacts, and antique fairs could have priceless artefacts at pocket change prices. Of course, Nook’s fur bristled with hesitancy; black market trades in antiques could turn sour too quickly as he was all too aware. But he walked the stalls anyway, picking up a few pieces here and there to inspect, but nothing really caught his eye. Or rather… nothing legitimate caught his eye.

“Hm, I’d be careful with that,” he said to a stranger, eyeing the vase in his hand and voice low, barely above a whisper. “There are some unscrupulous sellers here, oh yes.”

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☽☾ ⋯ “Enjoying the view?” Spoken with a coo in her voice, but eyes as sharp as knives as she rested elbows against the boardwalk’s balcony. The man had been shifty all night, eyeing the casino tables and other patrons with a fox’s gaze, like a thief picking a target amongst prey. So, the suspicion remains, even as Leian tapped the ageing wooden fence. “I’ve seen you wandering around all evening.” She shrugs, turning to the man. In earnest, she just wanted her interest sated. “Do you gamble?”

“ Alright, alright enough causing trouble for the kind people, lets clear out now shall we?! “ Maybe it was unorthodox combatting assailants who had brought in firearms in a public area with another firearm but it’s not like Morgan knew how to use other weapons. It was a fairly routine stop for him to grab a cup of tea early in the afternoon to help calm the nerves and ease his mind up a bit, but his stop was shortened on account of a few bad eggs. 

♔ —• Thankfully, it wasn’t a particularly difficult situation to deal with. Being used to slinging off a few shots with one good eye, Morgan was able to land a few precise shots to the shoulders of the poor gentlemen’s dominant arms, causing them to drop their pieces, although one of them had the unfortunate run in to stumble into another customer, causing him to spill his drink and send his hat flying. Morgan was quick to catch it, offering it back to the man with a smile as the crooks writhed in pain. 

“ Sorry about that. I’ll getcha a new drink on me, sorry for interruptin’ your day so far. 

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@regemverum​​ // s.c.

||  █ ▌— there’s something to be said for genesis’ flair for the dramatics, and he feels he sees something like that in this man. he’s dressed--well, not well, but interestingly. it’s nothing genesis would take note of normally, necessarily ( midgar is full of so many people, after all, one cannot take note of them all ) but here he is more alert to sound and colour, more curious, so to speak.

out of his element, he can’t be anything else. and so he stares, long and hard. perhaps the man will notice, perhaps not. that, in itself, is something of a game, but... what else has he to do but play pointless games?

Akira often wished Hazuki was around, and now was one of those times. Her wisdom would’ve left him less puzzled by the scruffy old man’s eye-catching look. Did it count as her style? Was it expensive, or pieced together from items around an antique store?

Without her, he just had to ask and get it over with.

“Uh, hey. All that...” Akira loosely gestured up and down. “You get that outfit somewhere around here?”

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          “I feel inclined to ask,” and feel as though it is rightfully owed, but Lunafreya stills demands unless absolutely necessary and has not found it to be the case yet. Though she did, very gently, insist on tea in a quaint little shop—neutral ground of a sort, she had explained. “if it was a personal vendetta or not. I doubt Niflheim would have sent their chancellor with a dagger of all things if they really wanted to see me dead after rousing Leviathan.” It wasn’t as if it took right away, besides—all the more reason for her curiosity and questions.  

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             ❝  go now, and move as quickly as you can--- i will remain to ensure you are not followed.  ❞ and with a thrust of his weapon aside in gesture, he had thus herded a small group of innocents toward safety, shortly after liberating them from the wrath of a cluster of golems. in the wake of his attack, they were naught but cinders, still burning weak embers and peppering the shattered road... but more would come. they never ended.

       once their footsteps faded, lancer took that moment of silence and made it a reprieve all his own, his arm drifting back to his side and closing his eyes. all he could hear now were the flames, spitting and crackling all around him, and distant conflict like a murmur riding the wind; an omen. soon however, it would find him again, and he would be ready for it. 

in the belly of the beast that made up the complex architecture of the fibonacci ward, the world was seemingly falling to pieces. fragments of the floor were now one with the heavens as concrete met with air, as the foundations that had once been underground now rested atop the fallen rooftops, like turned soil finally feeling the sun. but it was nowhere close to day, the cold winds of night aiding to that already uneasy chill which fed its way fast throughout the landscape. and there, further below, he wandered. 

it had been several weeks since his powers had been fully returned, that time spent regathering his psyche & his strength, and now he was in pursuit of flexing such limbs, stretching his legs so to speak after so long caged and in captivity. the promise of a certain freedom as per the NULL’s intent had caught his ear, but he silently had chosen to act as his own agent yet again, interfering if only to see what the result of that might be. there were several points opening up in the surrounding area, the tunnels baring wide so that the loyal pets of the island stars could go about their mission, but this point, this opened hole, was ‘guarded’. 

some few hours had passed since the last brave soul had attempted to get past the invisible blockade that sephiroth had become, but eventually something in the darkness stirred. roused from his daydreaming, sephiroth remained in the darkness there, awaiting the arrival of prey akin to a watchful cat eyeing the nest of a motherless bird. as the figure drew closer, footsteps echoing through the rain-dampened corridor, thus did the winged monster speak low and paced, the vibrations of his words echoed through the thin space remaining of that lower level. whether it was a hero that fancied a chance at victory, or another simply amused soul like himself, he would entertain their existence, if only for now.

“ have you come to aid your island masters? “ @regemverum​

Hello hello! Without prior reserve, I would like to app Ardyn Izunia from Final Fantasy XV. My application is under /app or the third link in the sidebar.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ardyn! 

You will be housed in CONDO 426! 

You will retain the ability to warp up to five times daily and will receive a wooden sword. 

 – mod pleiades.

@regemverum​

As Nathaniel wandered the streets of the strange city, his hand reached underneath the collar of his habit to pull out a cross. This was attached to a chain around his neck and was both a symbol of his faith, as well as a weapon to activate his ability, should he have need to do so. The familiar feeling of cold steel against his palm was reassuring and gave him the confidence to press forward as many a potential enemy walked past. 

The minister kept a careful eye as he turned a corner, his gaze not once wavering from the crowd ahead of him. In his attempts to remain vigilant, Nathaniel failed to notice a figure approaching from the side until he ended up bumping right into them. 

“My apologies,” he said before putting some space between himself and the figure he ran into.