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Walks up to Yasuo, pulling his collar down to expose his neck before leaning up and giving it a nip. "Gotcha~"
Before a word could reach his lips, Kamelia’s had found his neck. A light groan left him as she nipped at his neck, followed by a light chuckle. “Oh, seems that you’ve gotten much quicker there.”
If you have been waiting days for a reply from me…
or weeks…
or months…
“If I planned to flatter you, I would have chosen a much better line.” Of course, being unable to remain completely serious was left him thinking that she’d respond to the wink he aimed at her.
This doctor seemed to be quite methodical about her work. While that bodes well for his recovery, he couldn’t help wondering how much she’d seen in order to make her so calm with an unknown man bearing battle wounds being around.
“Well, if that’s what you say, then fine. My name is Yasuo, the outlaw of Ionia.” Sure, this was a risk, but he was sure that even in his injured state, if she were to attempt to strike at him, she wouldn’t be a problem. “If you could do your best to not kill me now, I’d truly appreciate it.”
“Sorry if I dodge a bit on the question. You can imagine that my name usually ends such nice interactions like this.” He chuckled, a sarcastic tone lining his voice.
She noticed the wink, not helping but chuckle rather amused. What an odd individual… Whereas most would keep themselves as serious, at least during the consultation, he seemed, at least in her opinion, to be measuring how much his rope would hold.
As he finally shared his name, the doctor stopped for a moment, looking up at him, before finishing patching his last wound and putting her glasses inside of a pocket.
“I imagined you looking differently. More… serious. Ruthless. Not knowing the meaning of a good laugh.” the medic confessed, beginning to cover his abdomen in bandages, shrugging idly. “I told you, your past and present mean nothing to how I treat you. No matter how many you have taken the life of.
I am part Ionian, but what happened to Ionia is none of my business.”
Getting a chuckle out of the woman was more than he expected. From the way she had seemed up to know, Yasuo wasn’t even sure if she knew how to laugh. All in all, it was a pleasant surprise.
After she finished up, the ronin began trying to move around a bit, still feeling a bit of the pain from before, but far less intense. At the mention of his looks, he couldn’t help that cocky smile of his making itself known. “Few expect me to be this handsome, I surprise even myself sometimes. As for not knowing the meaning of a good laugh, when you live like I do, that’s one of the few things you can still hold onto. Anyone who would say different of it is lying to themselves.”
Once again, the doctor caught him off guard with the mention of her being part Ionian. “I wouldn’t have guessed that you came from the same homeland as I. I won’t bore you with my story, but I can assure you that you’re not servicing a mindless killer. I know you say that I need not worry about my past and present around you, but it’s become instinct to at least provide some assurance that I wouldn’t turn on those that’d help me.” A nervous chuckle left his mouth as he realized how strange that must have sounded.
Nothing more than a short grunt came from him as she tended to his injuries. “I’d never downplay them either. Like I said, I’ve learned to accept that I’m not invincible. I have a purpose to move towards, and dying due to my arrogant neglect would be an embarrassing way to fail.” Yasuo chuckled a bit before looking around the room as he remained still.
Once she gave her name, his gaze came right back to her. “A pretty name for a very pretty lady.” A chance to make his charm known was never passed up, and with that apparent now, he chose not to be rude about it. Yasuo didn’t want her to cease helping him after all.
“Like I said, it’d just be better if you didn’t have knowledge of who I am. That, and I’m sure you’d probably stop helping me if I were to speak my name, and I’d rather not have that stinging pain be for nothing.”
“Flattery will get you nowhere with me.” she mentioned idly, not lifting her eyes from his injuries as she picked up a neede, beginning to sew injuries that seemed to need it.
After all, he perhaps judged her by face, but she knew all too well the scar covering her back, and if he would as well, he would change his opinion towards her ‘prettiness’.
Sighing at his explanation as she moved her chair to his right, moving his arm out of the way as she began working onto another wound, the doctor shook her head.
“I don’t take factions. I am a doctor first. I promised that a long time ago. Might as well be the Noxian who set fire to my house as a kid, all are equal in my eyes and will be treated the same.
If that is your only reasoning for not divulging your name, it is idiotic. I treated many that should have been executed a long time ago.”
“If I planned to flatter you, I would have chosen a much better line.” Of course, being unable to remain completely serious was left him thinking that she’d respond to the wink he aimed at her.
This doctor seemed to be quite methodical about her work. While that bodes well for his recovery, he couldn’t help wondering how much she’d seen in order to make her so calm with an unknown man bearing battle wounds being around.
“Well, if that’s what you say, then fine. My name is Yasuo, the outlaw of Ionia.” Sure, this was a risk, but he was sure that even in his injured state, if she were to attempt to strike at him, she wouldn’t be a problem. “If you could do your best to not kill me now, I’d truly appreciate it.”
“Sorry if I dodge a bit on the question. You can imagine that my name usually ends such nice interactions like this.” He chuckled, a sarcastic tone lining his voice.
Like a child, Yasuo tried to look over her shoulder in order to see what she was doing. It was rare that he had a real doctor look over his wounds, after all, there were very few on the roads he’d been taking as of late.
“Ah, well, I assume that I’d get quite annoyed if I were you. Have no fear, I know the extent of every injury, and I accept that help is needed for some. I just see no use in you having to listen to my complaints.” With a smirk on his lips, Yasuo went to sit down, groaning a bit as he lowered himself.
When she asked his name, he became a bit defensive. “Trust me, not knowing my name would leave you better off. I’d ask for yours, but I doubt you’re one for a one sided exchange.”
Moving her chair closer to his, the doctor dabbed a piece of cotton in the antiseptic and beginning to clean his wounds. At least he ultimately accepted that he did need medical care.
“I’d rather people bother me with their complaints rather than downplay injuries.” she murmured, moving onto another wound and muttering an apology about how it stung.
At his attempt to shield his name from her knowledge, the doctor merely shrugged, before offering her name. “Azusa Murai.”
“I understand you being… not eager to share your name with someone from Piltover. But I keep all my information confidential, regardless of who enters, and no matter who asks.
Your decision, nonetheless.”
Nothing more than a short grunt came from him as she tended to his injuries. “I’d never downplay them either. Like I said, I’ve learned to accept that I’m not invincible. I have a purpose to move towards, and dying due to my arrogant neglect would be an embarrassing way to fail.” Yasuo chuckled a bit before looking around the room as he remained still.
Once she gave her name, his gaze came right back to her. “A pretty name for a very pretty lady.” A chance to make his charm known was never passed up, and with that apparent now, he chose not to be rude about it. Yasuo didn’t want her to cease helping him after all.
“Like I said, it’d just be better if you didn’t have knowledge of who I am. That, and I’m sure you’d probably stop helping me if I were to speak my name, and I’d rather not have that stinging pain be for nothing.”
The blonde woman’s comment caused a scoff from the ronin. “The day it wears off would be a blessing, until then, I have to hold myself together with whatever you can provide.” Feigned cockiness was all that Yasuo seemed to have left in him now. The pain of his wounds left him without the energy or heart to fully believe in his own bravado.
Following the woman proved a bit difficult, after all, his newfound scars weren’t exactly just cat scratches. Even so, standing up straight, and not falling behind was manageable for him. “So, you don’t exactly seem like your pleased to see me. If we’d met before then I’d consider that understandable, but I don’t believe we have.”
“I’ll try provide as much as I can.” she murmured, moving inside of her own clinic and letting the door open, closing it as he got in and inviting him onto one of the chairs.
She took a look at his scars, before moving to pick up the instruments she would need to close them. At his comments, she couldn’t help but arbor a short-lived grin as she set a needle, thread, gauze, antiseptic and bandages onto a small table near to him, before shaking her head.
“We haven’t met.” the medic declared, before taking a seat next to him, putting a pair of gloves on. “It’s just my annoyance meeting people that bravade through extensive injuries.
Speaking of, what was your name?”
Like a child, Yasuo tried to look over her shoulder in order to see what she was doing. It was rare that he had a real doctor look over his wounds, after all, there were very few on the roads he’d been taking as of late.
“Ah, well, I assume that I’d get quite annoyed if I were you. Have no fear, I know the extent of every injury, and I accept that help is needed for some. I just see no use in you having to listen to my complaints.” With a smirk on his lips, Yasuo went to sit down, groaning a bit as he lowered himself.
When she asked his name, he became a bit defensive. “Trust me, not knowing my name would leave you better off. I’d ask for yours, but I doubt you’re one for a one sided exchange.”
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@alcoholicronin cont from x
The doctor looked at him with an arched brow, questioning the veridicity of his words as her eyes followed the mapping of his visible scars, some old and embedded perhaps for years, some fresh, the beads of recently coagulated blood almost gleaming in the sun.
“Your curse will wear off if you don’t eventually catch some rest.” she finally stated, sighing almost as if herself was tired. Tired of acting as a ‘caregiver’ to all that thought they knew more than the experienced eye of a medic.
“Come inside.”
The blonde woman’s comment caused a scoff from the ronin. “The day it wears off would be a blessing, until then, I have to hold myself together with whatever you can provide.” Feigned cockiness was all that Yasuo seemed to have left in him now. The pain of his wounds left him without the energy or heart to fully believe in his own bravado.
Following the woman proved a bit difficult, after all, his newfound scars weren’t exactly just cat scratches. Even so, standing up straight, and not falling behind was manageable for him. “So, you don’t exactly seem like your pleased to see me. If we’d met before then I’d consider that understandable, but I don’t believe we have.”
-“Aren’t you tired yet? Haven’t you had enough?”
Sorry, but I've got a curse of boundless endurance. I don't think I'll get tired anytime soon." It was a bold faced lie, one he often told himself to keep going.
“You never meant anything to them. So you turned into the thing they feared the most to leave an impression upon them.”// @reforged-noxian
"If that is what it takes to find the truth, then so be it. Besides, there's no turning back now."
Villain or Hero Edition:
-“You’re going to save them and for what? They don’t appreciate you!”
-“You spill your blood for this city/village and for what? So they can never know the name of the man/woman who saved their miserable lives?”
-“How many times are you going to bleed for them?”
-“Aren’t you tired yet? Haven’t you had enough?”
-“Despair, misery, and chaos. It’s like air to me. But to watch them suffer is much more entertaining.”
-“Look at their miserable lives and tell me what you see. They’re just begging for you to end them.”
-“You’re conflicted I can see it. You don’t want to be the hero but you’re not evil enough to be the villain. So what are you?”
-“You can’t be nothing because you have to be something.”
-“You can’t be nobody you have to be somebody. They need you. Help them.”
-“You’ve shed enough blood. It’s time to stop. You’ve avenged their deaths enough.”
-“You’ve fought until your face was bloody, your ribs cracked, and your soul broken. How much more can you give to them!”
-“You won’t be satisfied until your dead.”
-“This city/village has torn you apart. They don’t deserve anymore saving.”
-“You’d give your soul to them? They won’t ever be satisfied until you’re dead.”
-“You give and you give and give when is it your turn to take?”
-“You’ll burn this city/village to the ground. Murder its people. And then will you be satisfied?”
-“I can’t watch you tear yourself apart anymore for these people.”
-“You’re cruel.”
-“You’ve been caught. There’s nothing more you can do so why are you still fighting?”
-“It’s over. It was a long war filled with countless bodies and bloodshed. So stop…it’s over.”
-“I know you. You aren’t this terrible person people see you as and made you become. There’s still some light within you. I see it…”
-“What has the world done to you to make you feel this broken that you feel the need to hurt other people?”
-“You hurt others because they hurt you.”
-“I can see the torment within you. I can especially tell by the way you mangle the bodies of your enemies.”
-“You don’t owe people anything else.”
-“You’re like the sun and moon. You can either be the light that guides peoples lives to a better world. Or you can be the moon and darken their world. Or- you can be an eclipse and be a little bit of both good and evil.”
-“What do YOU want to become?”
-“You’re the only one who can give others hope.”
-“If it wasn’t for you we’d all be dead.”
-“The histories will never know who really saved us because he/she didn’t want to be known as a hero.”
-“Don’t die for our selfish selves.”
-“You brought this upon yourself.”
-“You can either save lives or take them. So which is it? Who will you become?”
-“You say you’d burn the city/village to the ground. But what happens when you’re standing on a pile of ash and smoke with no subjects to rule?”
-“Your mentor molded you to be a monster.”
-“Your mentor molded you to be a beckon of hope for others.”
-“They will never bow to you.”
-“You’re nothing but a usurper from a foreign place to us. We will never call you King/Queen.”
-“You hide behind a mask all the time and I don’t mean the one upon your face.”
-“Of all the things to have happened to you are you still capable of love?”
-“You were born a villain but you will die a hero.”
-“You were born a hero but will die a villain.”
-“You’ve changed since we first met. You’re becoming something I don’t recognize anymore.”
-“You’re no longer a man. You’re a beast.”
-“Greatness was thrust upon you but you decided not to take it. Why?”
-“We don’t choose these roles they just happen.”
-“I won’t watch you die.”
-“What are you fighting for?”
-“Fates can be changed there’s still time.”
-“Your fate isn’t set in stone.”
-“There’s pain in my chest every time I see you in anguish.”
-“You never meant anything to them. So you turned into the thing they feared the most to leave an impression upon them.”
-“I wish you could see your worth.”
-“Your life is not worth the weight of gold they will pay you for helping them.”
-“I won’t watch you become someone I don’t recognize.”
-“I can’t even say who are you becoming because I don’t even know what you are anymore.
-“When they write of your history they will say it began on this day.”
-“Your scars are a reminder of who you were. So never forget who bled for this village/city. Who it was that saved the damned and the good. Who it was that almost died for them. Who it was that became a legend in their eyes. A legend to be remembered a thousand years from now.”
it’s a good pairing (´・ω・`)
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Maria Of The Clock Tower by Tatsuya.
Once at the Old Workshop.
I had a lot of fun painting the lovely hunter Lady Maria. Learning to paint blood and fire was a tough challenge! Though I’m never touching circles + perspective again. Never. That BG destroyed me.
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