Beacon Workshop

After a very long amount of time in the shop, Jet stands with Aoife's White Dragon in hand and heads over to her.

Walking to meet Jet, Aoife goes to hug him, "Thanks for this."

He plants the hilt of the sword against the sheath, locking it in place. The golden wings stretch out and extend before wrapping themselves intricately around the sheath, the tips glowing white. Across the blade in golden letters reads "White Dragon". Jet smiles and hands the spear over to Aoife.

Grinning at the new design, she takes hold of it, looking over the work, "...Amazing! It's amazing Jet!'

He smiles and gives a little chuckle. "Thanks, I try." He says with a grin. "Press your thumb where the wings meet on the hilt of the sword."

Doing so, she first aims the spear away from any nearby people and presses down with her thumb, "Like this?"

The spear lets out a bit of a roar and the blades edges light up red, but the name of the weapon lighting up brighter than the other parts. A few flames lick at the point of the spear.

Nearly dropping the spear from shock, she regains control and turns her head back to Jet, "This will come in handy against Zack, heh."

He gets a smirk on his face, knowing what comes next. "Pick a target and throw it. Just throw it like normal, nothing fancy."

Nodding, she launches the spear at a far wall, watching for what is next.

As she lets go, the ends of the wings light up bright white. The spear rockets at the target at great speeds, making a sound like a fighter jet screeching through the air mixed with a dragon. As the spear makes contact it releases a fiery explosion about a meter in size.

Wide eyed, she marvels at the destructive power of the spear, lost for words she stands there.

"Like I said, I'll give you a rocket." He said with a grin. "Go grab it so I can show you how it works."

Still dumbstruck, she grabs White Dragon and returns to him, starry eyed, "Now I'll have to think up a name for when i use that."

"What do you mean?" He asked, twisting the handle, making the wings flare out and retract back to the hilt.

Shrugging, Aoife watches his actions, "Like, when I use the spear for that purpose. I should probably name it so then I could call my attack."

He shrugs. "Up to you to decide." He unscrews the base of the sword, revealing a small vial of red dust. "Now, you can put whatever kind of dust you want in here, I'm not sure what they would all do, but it would be easy to find out. I made a bunch of these little vials, you can fill them up with whatever you want." He screws it back in. "Now for the wings," he flips the sheath to show you the bottom, a bit longer in length with some small holes. He unscrews the longer length, showing a vial of white dust in it. "This ONLY works with white, anything else will give you... Unsavory results."

"So white in the sheath and other types in the sword? Got it." comes the reply,looking deep in thought.

"Yup. You could use white in the sword too though. Don't know what it would do, but I mean the option is there."

Laughing at the prospect, she says between laughs, " It would go so fast, the arena would explode."

"Hahaha well maybe not THAT fast." He sheathes the sword and hands it to her. "It's all yours, hope you like it and put it to good use."

Taking it, she sheaths it opposite Shadow Dragon, "Don't worry,in initiation I will make sure I take out everyone who fights me. Thanks again Jet."

"No problem, I'm happy to help." He smiles. "Did you tell Arthur about my idea for his shield?"

Shakes her head, "Not yet as I may of forgotten to tell him. Want me to try and find him now for you?"

"You can if you want. Make sure he'd be ok with a modification though, first."

Nodding, she sprints off out of the workshop, starting her search, yelling back, "Thank you again!"

"Haha no problem at all! Glad to help!"