Lumikki had moments of pulling it off, albeit sloppily and incompletely. She pulled at the darkness like some sort of fabric, ripping it apart like ribbons to easily consume. She even pulled it over her like a blanket during the war. An attempt to push her manipulation of the darkness around her further. Interacting with it by any tangible means she could personally conceptualize. Especially since Gnicolas had long left her to her own devices. Leaving the girl to figure out the matter herself. She was sad to still lack the guidance she hoped for. Though she could not solely rely on another. She opted to read further on the uses and forms darkness could take. Even preceding the war she would read up on the forms and uses darkness. Looking over the spells former great mages had used, she set to work crafting her own. Ones that would fit her preferences on the matter. And so here she was with the idea to expand the use of darkness like a fabric she would hold in her grasp. She toyed with the sliver of emptiness untouched by the light in her room. Playing with her ability to hold and manipulate its form to be consistent throughout.
As she pulled the fabric of her dark cloth, it would take the fullness of the shadow. As she was handling and maneuvering a dark sheet any one could touch. Though even her sheet wasn't perfect, she did not make a sheet for herself to play with so to speak. It was more a kin to moving the shadow itself. As if she was moving the form of something already mad but not quite making it a thing for herself. She played the with the darkness in her hands for a while longer. Trying to get used to the feeling of the dark and shadows. It was surprising how soft the darkness felt to her. She never really realized it before, nor did she ever give it any thought. Her ice had a tendency to usually be rough unless it was slick and smooth. The softest she found she could make it was snow. As enjoyable as snow it, it was not in this likeness. Lumikki then wondered to herself just how far she could have taken her frost magic and her ability to control and shape it. Her dark gave her access to more fluid forms that she would find harder to manipulate in ice alone. Her frost had a tendency to jut in jagged shards. Be jagged and hard, though she could and has made snow, her frost lacks the feeling and flow of water. When she brings out massive pieces of ice with her magic, she feels like her ice is the cumulation of the bursting emotions and energies. Like as she summons it, it gives her the feeling of pushing massive energy to form a steadfast element. though it does not drain or bother her, it lacks the ebb and flow that darkness adds. The dark even painted away at her magic turning it into something else, something more.
Lumi played more with the dark she had in her hands. Pulling, stretching, moving, shifting, twisting, and ripping at its form. While she did this she took mental notes to remember the results of her tampering. Noting what would be too much pressure, too much pull, what would hold or tear, and how the shadow changes when she bunched it up. It was all becoming fascinating to her since she would find that she always tore at it to eat it and in a way up until now she would make the shadows and darkness shift to a tangible form. Making it bend to her will to achieve spells she uses in her battles or a means of comfort to the daily aspects of life. There are many times she would form construct first in shadow, using her talent and skill to make ice sculptures throughout her life, that it made it easy to for the shadows in a form she wanted before bleeding the frost aspect of her magic in, the frost flooding in the shadows and giving it more substance in its form. Making it more tangible.
With that line of thinking she mended her shadow and darkness, returning it to the dark corner that she ripped it from. It flattened out like it was unfolding from her altercations and manipulations. Phasing into the dark once more. Lumi then grabbed at the shadow and dark once more. Gently pulling it while flowing her frost into the darkness that she was holding in her hands. Playing with the power she fed to the dark she held. After a while of meddling with it, she found that different intensities of her frost caused the dark and shadows to solidify in different ways and intensities. The more frost she put, the more rigid the structure became. This seemed obvious and it was but then it was more of a matter of at what point did it make the dark and shadow too hard. Lumikki would test off for another hour, and as she did she would write notes on the amount she felt she put in with the results that it would give her. She put it on a scale of one to thirteen. Thirteen is the most frost she can pump into her shadow and dark construct, which gave her other result of her black ice. A jagged shard of ice that took on the color of darkness. From this she learned that with enough ice it would become the dominant element, taking on most of the properties and the construction of the form. That adverse was a one, which mostly had the opposite effect, if any effect at all. This was negligible because the introduction did nothing at all. It self held together like the dark and shadow without her influence at all. This was still an obvious observation, but the point was to tell and see if any introduction of her ice had an effect on the shadow and darkness. It would seem there was a threshold that needed to be passed before the frost started to contribute and mingle with its properties.
From here was the real hard part. It was not an easy matter breaking down the amount of frost she put in the dark and shadow to a numerical scale and even though she did do it and sat down there long enough to do it, it did not change that it was mostly abstract. The reason she did this was to help her articulate and differentiate a difference in the amount of frost she would introduce into the dark and shadow. She never gauge different spell level variations before because she did not find a need to. Though for the sake of altering her command and control over her elements and her magic, she found that it would benefit her to explore the variations available from gauging the differences and the results from mixing her elements in different ways.
She spent the better part of the hour then breaking down her frost intensities to what she would feel is the best number to assign it. She found that around about the level eight she would start to introduce enough of the element of ice into the mixture that the dark and that shadow would become stiff and rigid. It felt less like the delicate cloth she would start with and more like a stack of papers after getting wet and merging together. She had no idea on what to use this effect for but she was sure to write it down along with her other notes about her findings on frost intensities.
After a lot of trial and error, she was able to get a decent and stronger consistency for the fabric she was working with. Now she was wondering to what thickness would she need this fabric to be to execute her spell. She wore it like a blanket in the war in hopes that wrapping herself into the night would help to obscure her from the shinobi's sight. To an extent it did work, the idea was sound and helpful. Wrapping herself in the dead of night did wonders to hide herself from prying eyes. There were just two glaring problems with how she executed it in that fight, not including how sloppy she did it at the moment. Problem one was that if she needed the night to do it, a time that is already dark and hard to see it, and that she simply wrapped herself with the black night that already existed around her, then the spell would be useless in the day and in the light. It would become too situations in that state and therefore it would be a useless spell to her. The second problem with how she attempted to this spell before is because it was like flying and fighting in a blanket. The darkness as she made it was annoyingly pulling and getting in the way of all her movements. Making her feel not as fast and she as she would like and normally is. She got used to being in the cold of the tundra to practice her magic and therefore she got used to not wearing a lot of clothes that got in her way. The blanket made the descent unbearable. She felt it was part of what got in her way of doing her attack and what gave her a way to the partner shinobi so that he would know where to attack her. It did not also help that it also tore when she was hit by the man shinobi's attacked. Her cobbled-up spell and attempt to hide in the dark of night did not work. This is why she is trying to strengthen the dark and shadow fabric that she is making so that it was sound and consistent. Something that would not give out easily, or would not rip on every attack.
After she noted and found the right intensity, she was now trying to make her frost more consistent and even. The iterations that she made when she was figuring out how much frost to pour in had a lot of patches and weak spots. So Lumi spent time and time again trying to freeze it over more consistently. Starting from scratch after every attempt to get the best from her practice. When she would be casting the spell it would be from scratch any way. So she would want to be able to do it all in one go and one motion. Like pulling a veil from thin air that would shield her away from others' sight. After she was done getting it right in multiple consistent attempts after the hours it took to practically spread her frost through out her dark and shadow. Lumi began her work on make the point of her spell intent work. So far she has mastered making the perfect veil out of dark and frost. One that could sit on her comfortably and was not easy to break. She spent her fair share of time trying to will the dark and shadow to hide her presence. She would over her arm and work on willing her spell to eat away at all the light that would touch her veil. Hoping that if the light was forced to cease that there would be no way that she could be seen. Her line of thinking was not so far off. She was indeed able to start blurring her arm even within the light. She then spent a series of a few days trying to will her magic. At first it would blur, then it would obscure, then it would make her arm faint, and after much practice it would make her arm disappear in thin air. After practicing a few more she was able to do it thorough out the her body and vanish.
Moonlit veil Leaned (2015/4000wc 50% wcr due to int)