[Mari]

"I bet I can--!" Archan began to blurt out, only to become bemused when Pit actually fired the bow. "...Hey! How'd you do that??" she protested, apparently frustrated by the reveal. Arle meanwhile took a bit longer to react. "...Oh! So that's how it works. It's like there's a string, but you can't see it normally. I'm not used to using magic without incanting. I'm kind of worried I'll accidentally burn the bow if I just push magic at it, though." Arle would remark, seeming to implicitly ask how it was exactly that Pit activated the bow for use. She'd come to understand that her holy magic was very powerful. If she weren't careful, she could ruin her pretty gift!

[TartoonHand94]

“Patience. Spirituality. Big words.”
Pit smugly reiterated as he coolly wiped his knuckles on his tunic.
Arle’s deduction of how Pit used the bow caught his attention.

“Well... you are half right.”
He half agreed.
“But the string isn’t always there.”
He demonstrated this by trying to strum where the string should have been.
“And if the string were always there,”
Pit demonstrated as he backed away from the two to give himself some space.

“I wouldn’t be able to do this!”
He promptly snapped the bow in half at its center, holding the top and bottom halves of the bow in sepperate hands.
Pit then began to make dual sword combat formations using the halves of the bow as dual blades.
Bringing his demonstration to an end, he reconnected the blades into one bow again.
He promptly pulled back across the neck of the bow.
And just like before, the arrow and the bowstring came back as if they were always there.

“Wanna see that again?”

[Mari]

" . . . I wanna see the bow again!" Archan replied rather accusingly. She couldn't quite wrap her head around what exactly was happening. Arle glanced at the elven child, but was decidedly just happy that Archan was too busy being flustered to annoy anyone right now. "...Wow--That bow really is magic." Arle replied, equally bewildered as Archan but more willing to believe what her eyes were telling her. "What I'd really like to do is try that myself! How do you use those, anyways? Are they like, swords?" Arle went on to reply with great interest. They vaguely resembled swords the way Pit was swinging them, but their shape was understandably a bit odd. Y'know, come to think of it she wasn't sure how to properly use a sword. Maybe she'd have to get training for that later...

[TartoonHand94]

“ When they’re split apart they use the same skills as ancient dual swords. One for each hand.”
Pit began to split and reattach the bow over and over as if pulling his thumb off for a parlor trick.

“They go together like a knife and fork. But the trick is not to think them as two separate weapons, but two halves of the same, which they are.”
He elaborated as he began another set of fighting forms, this time in slow motion to emphasize their synergy.
“It’s actually pretty fun when you get the hang of it. They’re like Joy-cons!”


“You wanna see the bow again?”
Pit asked Archan teasingly as he strummed the bowstring like a rubber band.
“Then stand back and watch This!”
Pit picked up a practice log and chucked it as high into the air as he could.
He then pulled back on his bow, aiming straight up at the down falling log.
Pit fired a charged arrow and then split the bow once again into dual swords.
As the falling log nearly hit him in the head, he intercepted it with six consecutive precision slashes.


“Tada!”
Pit fanfare as he presented what was left of the log.
“Seven Rings In Hand, wonders all under com-

-Ouch! Aye! Splinters!”
He immediately dropped the seven wooden rings, shaking his hand and weeping like a child stung by a bee.

[Mari]

" . . . That's cheating! ...How'd you do it~?" Archan remarked, quickly moving on from disbelief back to curiosity. Archan shook her head. "Gee Pit. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you didn't want to part with that bow~" Arle remarked, poking fun at the way Pit praised the weapon. "I think I better stick to learning one function before I try for a second, though. Why don't you give it here so I can try again?" Arle asked, holding out one of her hands. She didn't know why, but she could feel a tightness in her skull that wasn't a hundred percent comfortable. Perhaps she was pushing the limits of this transformation. Better try and expedite the process. "I wanna try next!" Archan would interrupt, earning herself a look from Arle. "...It's not yours, and besides--You don't serve and goddesses!" Arle would reply somewhat dismissively. Goodness knew what Archan planned to do with it. Probably a game of hide and catch that elf before she steals the bow or something.

[TartoonHand94]

“It’s…-ouch- called getting goo-hoo-hood, mate.”

Pit explained between moans of discomfort.

He would probably be revelling in Archan’s bewilderment at his stunt if the sting of splinters from it not taken precedence.

“Well what can I s-say, without bo-ows like these, I’d be finished.”

Pit quipped as he reconnected the bow into one. He clutched it defensively with his good hand at the prospect of parting with it. 

But he was here to teach her after all, plus he had racks more where it came from. 

If it meant not giving it to Archan yet, it couldn’t be so bad.

“…Yeah I think with the progress you’ve made, you’re at least ready to try it out in arrow mode.”

Pit nodded as he graciously bestowed the Fortune Bow onto Arle. 

“You’ll get your turn when you prove you won’t shoot us with it.”

Pit decreed to Archan as he tended to his caustically splintered hand.

“It was bad enough when Pittoo got his hands on a bow.”

[Mari]

Leaving Archan to pout, Arle accepted the bow back into her hands and considered it for a long moment. What she was actually doing was focusing her willpower into the bow. Although she'd been hesitant at first, she no longer feared breaking the bow. Closing her eyes, she willed it to life. A brilliant golden light made up the string when Arle's finger searched for it, snapping into existance in response to her finger It pulled back almost effortlessly in her hands, its ethereal form perfect beyond the limitations of any normal bow. Arle opened her eyes now to bear witness to the 'arrow' itself, which looked much more like a heaven'y bolt of matching golden light that only vaguely resembled an arrow. It was far too thick, massive with the power contained inside it. The world around Arle seemed to shimmer for that moment as a godly, or perhaps goddessly power overtook her form. Releasing the string, the holy arrow Arle had just launched shot out in a perfectly straight line in defiance of gravity. It threw off Arle's aim a bit, being far more accurate than any mortal bow could hope to accomplish, but still managed to hit the top part of the target. The force of the arrow ripped the target apart, disintegrating a large chunk of it around where the arrow had hit and sending the rest toppling to the ground. It turned out that the practice target hadn't really been prepared for the sheer power behind Arle's shot. And really, what could take a hit like that without even getting hurt? Not much, probably. "Wow--...Was that good? I mean, I hope it was good. I don't think we have a spare target."

[TartoonHand94]

“Dyntos’ Beard!”
Put blurted out, dropping his jaw and his thumb out of his mouth.

“How did you do that?”
He asked as examined the remains of the target in bewilderment.

“That didn’t look like just some Charged Shot or even a Special Attack!”
Pit began to write off the possibilities of what Arle just did.
“I didn’t even think a bow could do that at all!”
He examined the bow in Arle’s arm.

“I don’t even think that Was the bow…”
He deduced, lifting the bow in her hands for a closer look at it.
“…I think that was just You!”
Pit realized, looking up at her.

“Thing is, through Patience, Spirituality and the other Big Words...
You were supposed to figure out that all you had to do was push the B button.”
Pit revealed, showing Arle what he meant.

Upon closer inspection of the bow, a button carved B could indeed be found.
It was inconspicuously embedded in the centre of the bow’s neck.

“You were supposed to find out at the end of the lesson.”
Pit sighed in disappointment.
“After you learned all the hard stuff…When you were ready.”

[Mari]

Arle was shocked at first. Was that not how she was supposed to do it? Her expression then turned to one of pride and she turned, flourishing and placing one of her hands on her hip in a rather sassy manner. "I guess I went above and beyond with that faith bit, huh~?" she replied, seeking approval. She didn't care for the way Pit sounded so disappointed, if not shocked at first. C'mon Pit! Aren't you hoping for some exceptional performances from the first girl in the ranks, or is that exactly why you're sore~? Arle had her suspicions, but since she knew she did well she didn't really mind either way. "...Though, this is pretty nice too I guess~!" Arle went on to remark, fingering the 'b button' and firing off a shot at the ruins of the target. It slammed harmlessly into the ground, packing quite a lot of force even then. it seemed like it was drawing from the same energy whatever Arle had just done earlier had, albeit perhaps more controlled. "....What's the B stand for?" Archan asked from nearby, eliciting an unimpressed glance from Arle. "...Bow." Arle replied rather simply. Wasn't it obvious?? "This is pretty cool! It's a lot easier to aim than the first bow. I think I've got the hang of this!" Arle replied, doing another demonstration but sniping a piece of debris from the target. She then practiced by rapidly shooting off a few shots to strike multiple pieces of debris, hitting her shots.

[TartoonHand94]

“Yeah…I guess that’s one way to put it…”
Pit nodded humbly, not sure exactly what to make of it.

“…Game breaking faith’s another way to put it…”
He muttered under his breath. Arle had just sequence broken Pit’s class and this left him a little flustered.
He had a whole training tutorial montage planned out in his head. A montage skipped by tapping the B button.
An early finish like this wouldn’t bother Pit so much on its own, but there was more to it than that.

This radiant display of power taught Pit something about Arle: She was better than the bow.
That energy shot forged from her own power was something even a Hawkeye Bow crafted via fusion as not known to imitate.
Pit softly began to doubt the use of his present to her. What good could it do her that she couldn’t do for herself?

“So That’s what it stands for!”
Pit snapped back into attention upon hearing Arle’s explanation.

Watching Arle use the B button to fire proper rounds with the bow gave Pit another perspective.
He might not have given her a new ultimate weapon that she’ll save the day with.
But he still gave her something today: A new skill. Thanks to him, she knew how to use a bow, whether she’ll need to or not.

“I guess you do have the hang of this.”
Pit nodded in understanding.

“In fact I think you're the fastest learning pupil I ever had!”
Pit clapped, nodding in appreciation.

“I'm pretty proud of you, Arle!”

[Mari]

"Thanks, Pit~! This is just what I needed to round out this form. This is really going to balance out this form!" Arle remarked, only to abruptly return to her normal form. She sighed in relief, relaxing a bit. "I wanna try now!" Archan blurted out. "...You already know how to shoot a bow. ...Wanna go find Jack and have lunch, Pit~?" Arle would reply somewhat dismissively. She was tired and ready to relax for a while, thanks to the amount of time it had taken her to learn how to use the bow. On the bright side, it had been a very productive day!


MISSION COMPLETE

[TartoonHand94]

“Like you even needed to Ask me that!”
Pit answered with instant enthusiasm.
It has been a long day’s work and he was ready to eat.
Not that there was ever a time he wasn’t ready to eat.

“Last one to Jack’s is a rotten Yoshi egg!”
Pit peppily proposed a race when suddenly:

“Now now, not so fast Pit. Aren’t we forgetting something?~” 

He interrupted himself with a new feminine vocal inflection seemingly out of nowhere.

“What could we be forgetting, Lady Palutena?”
Pit replied to his own question as he looked around curiously.
He quickly found that the field was still littered with arrows, two bows and the splintered chunks of what used to be targets.

“Oh. Right. That. I'm on it.”
Pit sighed sheepishly upon realizing that lunch’ll have to wait till the training field’s cleaned up.
Angel’s code of conduct and all that.

[Mari]

" . . . " Arle is decidedly unsure what to make of the madness. She decides not to comment on it, not wanting to get into something right now. Thankfully, Jack was waiting to reward them for remembering he exists with a healthy farm grown lunch!

(End of Presence!)