Although born to poor gypsy parents, the champion known as Twisted Fate was able to gamble his way to prosperity as a card shark in the seedy underground gambling circuits of Demacia and Noxus. No matter how close the authorities came to catching him, the rogue always found a way to slip through their fingers. Despite his good fortune, he was never able to win that which he truly desired - the ability to control magic. When Twisted Fate learned of an experiment being conducted in Zaun that might help him with his wish, he did the only thing a gambler of his worth could do - he went all in and volunteered for the experiment. Conducted by the infamous Dr. Xavier Rath, Twisted Fate was told that the wager for such participation might be steep. He might change forever, or nothing might happen, or he might die horribly. Pain, however, was likely a part of the deal no matter the outcome. These were hardly the worst odds the gambler had faced; his hopes raised, Twisted Fate underwent the experiment, enduring what he must for a chance at his dream. Then, it ended - with seemingly no effect whatsoever. The gypsy rogue flew into a murderous rage, but, before he could strike down the team, he suddenly teleported himself miles away. With a sly grin, he realized his luck had won out yet again. He now brings his luck and rakish charm to the Institute of War, where he is the Champion of choice for many - especially the gambling kind. To this day, Twisted Fate has avoided his inevitable reunion with Dr. Rath. The Card Master knows, however, that a confrontation is coming. While the future may be mysterious and unknown to most, Twisted Fate is certain that his future lies within the cards. (Run by this guy)
((Item blogs I have no problem with, but when you have people who magic anon themselves into being human permanently so they can go around flirting and smutting with people, that's just ridiculous. I'm looking at you, teemosshroom.))
It's all in the cards...: thirstingforyou: Itâs all in the cardsâŠ: One last dance(Twisted Fate...
Evelynn was surely stunned, the powder left a tingling sensation against her skin as the leather felt as if it exploded into hues of purple and pink,only to allow a scarlet dress of silk to drape over her curves.
"Well my my "
A bright fresh Rose softly adorned her hair. She felt her body float mid-air as her heels were replaced with something more fitting.
Her lips curled as a glaze shrouded her eyes, as she gazed longingly to Fate.
"Well we can't let this go waste~" she purred, returning his involved embrace she gripped to sides softly moaning to his ear, before swerving her hips to the beat of the music.
Something had surely taken over her, washing her woes away with each step of her heel.
She teasingly pulled say from hid clutches, only his hand connecting to her own.
The jukebox started off with a fast, cheery tune. Twisted Fate led Evelynn across the empty dance floor in wild moves that would probably incapacitate anyone else who dared imitate them. But for the two dancers intertwined by Destiny, the movements were fluid, as if they shared the same mind, the same pulse. Steps, and spins, jumps and pirouettes. It was truly a sight to behold, if any one had been there to watch. Song after song, the dance changed with each new melody.
Finally, a slow song. Smooth Jazz, and one of his favorites, too. Twisted Fate holds hands with Eve, pulling their bodies closer as they comfortably strut around the room.
Fate let out a bit of a chuckle. âHeh. Oh madame, you know full well your looks are always unmatched, no matter the attire. Donâ try fishinâ for compliments, Ah donât fall fer that sort oâ thing so easily.â
 Twisted Fate looks back to the dance hall. "Well we have such a nice facility behind us, why don' we make full use of it?" He pulls Evelynn's body to his own. The ground around their feet began to glow, and in a blur of light and color, they appeared on the dance floor of the building outside of which they had just been standing.
 He pulls two cards from his pocket, flicking one at an old fashioned jukebox. The card aims true, and knocks the aging machine into motion. A few seconds later, a jaunty tune starts playing.
Fate turns back to Evelynn with the second card. This one is much different than the first; it boasts a bright scarlet color. He takes the card and closes his hand around it. He opens his hand to reveal a pile of red dust, same red as the card. Fate only blows gently on this before it completely surrounds Evelynn. After a few seconds, the cloud falls to the ground, revealing her new attire, a classic tango dress, the one she'd spent countless nights in with the man standing before him. Twisted Fate removed his coat to reveal the matching tuxedo to her dress.
 "Ah believe this'll work. What do ya think, my dear?" He smirks, and chuckles again before taking her hands in his, their fateful dance beginning.
Fate let out a bit of a chuckle. "Heh. Oh madame, you know full well your looks are always unmatched, no matter the attire. Don' try fishin' for compliments, Ah don't fall fer that sort o' thing so easily."
It was hard to tell if she was expecting him or not. They both had their times of intimacy together, there was no doubting that.
Did he perhaps, feel the same way she did? Is that why he was here?
She attempted to muster forth a smile, gazing deep into Fateâs gaze; he was always so handsome, and yet, so mysterious⊠perhaps that was part of the charm.
âOh monsieurâ she teased, mocking his mixed French.
âIâm just reliving memories, if only for a little whileâŠâ
âI havenât danced much since we parted ways you knowâ
 "Well Eve, it hasn't been very easy t' find a dance partner with so much.. passion.." Fate took another step forward out from under the cover of the hall into the faint moonlight.
 "It's been quite some time since we last met outside the League, ya know. Maybe since we're here an' all, would it trouble ya t' join me fer a dance or two, heh, for old time's sake?"
  So much of Twisted Fate's life had been spent on these streets; walking them once again brought a bittersweet nostalgia of younger days. Though Fate knew he had a date with Destiny, he couldn't help but reminisce. He made sure to be waiting by the dance hall, that's where he knew she'd be passing. He leaned up against the old building, faint scent of the interior leaking out an open window, bringing him back to his reason for being here.
  From down the pathway came familiar footsteps. There she was, just like he'd seen. He waited for Evelynn to stop in front of the dance hall, before slowly stepping away from the wall and out of the shadows.
Hm... all right, I'll bite. What sort of Summoner do you prefer, then, Fate? I always thought we got along fairly well, but you never know, do you?
Ah don't have a preference to sorts, as long as they're smart enough t' use me at mah full potential. Not none of them folk that can't time a Gold Card fer nuthin'.
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