[Izunia, meanwhile, is still holding one of their bags. Luckily, it's one of those obscenely tall paper mall bags, so he can just. Gently. Set it down.
While biting back the familiar impulse to tell Ardyn not to cause a scene. Familiar, and useless, because Ardyn pretty much is a scene, wherever he goes.
Think of the devil and he shall appear, truly.
Ardyn's first impulse is to fight - Izunia's is to run, cover blown wide open anyway, and it's a bad crowd for running but a great one for warping away, lots of space streetlights and signs that he could use to just go over the crowd. He fights it down, but not before there's a blue flash between his fingers that will tell all that needs to be told, though the dagger is there only briefly.
He almost can't address Ardyn, so Church, instead, gets eye contact and a small nod.]
It really was a pleasure meeting you. Thank you, for taking care of him.
[By his estimate he's got about fifteen seconds before he's got to run - ]
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While biting back the familiar impulse to tell Ardyn not to cause a scene. Familiar, and useless, because Ardyn pretty much is a scene, wherever he goes.
Think of the devil and he shall appear, truly.
Ardyn's first impulse is to fight - Izunia's is to run, cover blown wide open anyway, and it's a bad crowd for running but a great one for warping away, lots of space streetlights and signs that he could use to just go over the crowd. He fights it down, but not before there's a blue flash between his fingers that will tell all that needs to be told, though the dagger is there only briefly.
He almost can't address Ardyn, so Church, instead, gets eye contact and a small nod.]
It really was a pleasure meeting you. Thank you, for taking care of him.
[By his estimate he's got about fifteen seconds before he's got to run - ]