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There is a very large wrapped box at Seren's feet. Out pops Auro wearing nothing ribbons and bows. "Merry Christmas. I am your present. You're welcome."

Seren stares.

“No thank you I don’t celebrate Christmas anymore.”

#seren: i am disgusted #seren: also how many ribbons did you need to do this #pfft :: are you satisfied? (ask)#lonemight

A box is left for her, inside of it, there was a pair of large sweaters and a scarf made of wool. (Secret Santa was nearby)

Seren raises an eyebrow at the box, taking out the sweaters and scarves. The patterns were nothing much, just a simple Christmas-sy design. But still.

She didn’t put it on immediately, but simply stared at it. Then she took the scarf and wrapped it around her neck, admiring the softness. “Hm. Not bad, not bad. Better than my usual scarf, if I’m honest. Uh... thank you Secret Santa? I guess.”

#ss anon #she really likes them #especially because of how coLD IT IS RN #she doesnt like admitting it though #but thank you for the presents!!#she's gonna wear the scarf all the time now lol #and maybe the sweaters whenever she's not out and about #:: are you satisfied? (ask)#Anonymous

Pstt, did someone asked for a... secret Santa? (° u °)

{| oh goodness i nearly forgot about this ;o;

yes hello!! nice to meet you SS-anon, pardon me if im a little ‘distant’, im busy with school stuff for the next week or so ^^”

#secret santa #anonymous #ss-anon #:: are you satisfied? (ask)#Anonymous

“Maybe,” she replied breezily. “All three options sound enticing, I’ll tell you that. But no, it’s because there’s been some talk of some... less than favourable activity going on around this area. Some rumours about people getting snatched or robbed or attacked.”

“I don’t want anything happening to you - do you know how bad Zed will kick my ass?” Seren frowned. “And I won’t get sick. Don’t worry about it.”

@shh-imchargingmylaser

#:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #shh-imchargingmylaser

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"Ew. Why are you copying my christmas style." (Seren)

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“Hah. You think I’m copying you. Like you had style to begin with. You can always learn from me, the first ten lessons are free of charge.”

He smiles cheekily.

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Seren squints at him and his christmas hat. “Hmph. I’m not the one who walks around wearing the asexual flag as clothes, is that the only thing you could find big enough for you?”

#i keep looking at his colours and thinking of the asexual flag asdjkasfl;ag #:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #lonemight

Tell me one thing! Tag three other people!

I have flat feet and it hurts like a bitch when I don’t wear trainers ;-;

tagged by: @lonemight and @without--sound

tagging : @shh-imchargingmylaser @kat-ducouteau @maiden-soraka

#tagged in #reeeeeeeee #:: out of patience. (ooc)

{| starter call.

#exams finish on wed #half my rps are dead but thats also partly my faul #t #need new threads #reeeee #:: out of patience. (ooc)#starter call

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❄ coat but reversed (seren)

❄ Coat - My muse places their coat on yours to keep your muse warm

– The cold air bit deep today as the two young women walked down the ice covered streets. Their breath fogged out before them, making smoke like patters, before dissipating and being replaced by shaky deep breaths. It had not been predicted to get so cold today, the high was meant to be sixty, hardly a chill, but it seemed to have dropped down to thirty, and it seemed like it would keep going down. Snow already drifted from the sky in small flurries and Lux could not help but shiver as she walked beside Seren, their destination in mind.

Sudden a sense of warmth over comes Lux and she stops, the feeling of Seren dropping her coat, it almost dangling at her knees with their height difference, enveloping her in it. Turning to face her she frowns. “You d-don’t need to-to give me t-this, I am w-warm.” She lies, her teeth chattering as she wraps her fingers around the edges of the much warmer coat. She doesn’t move to take it off however, but she seems conflicted. “A-aren’t you cold?”

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Seren gave Lux a pointed stare, watching as she shivered and stuttered through her protests. “Don’t give me that bullshit, you’re going to catch Hypothermia if you’re not careful.”

The tall woman was wearing nothing but jeans and a t-shirt, but seemed fine in the freezing temperatures. “I’m used to cold weather - enough that it won’t give me a cold, but you’re small and you’re fragile. Keep that on until we get somewhere warm.“

#:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #shh-imchargingmylaser #inb4 seren gets mad ill the next day LOL

"Hey, dickface."

“Hello BFG. And no, the F isn’t for friendly.”

#seren: -raises fisticuffs- dont think i wont fight u big boi #idek kek #:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #lonemight

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“I AM THEIR EXTREMELY GOOD LOOKING SANTA NOW”

@blindinthemind

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“SANTA ISN’T MEANT TO BE FIFTEEN FEET TALL”

#AURO PLS #:: such idiocy. (crack)

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❝ What do you want? ❞

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#Y E S #GOOD STUFF #AMAZING #👌👌👌#notmyart #I CANT REMEMBER MY ART TAG

kat-ducouteau

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Katarina was leaning up against a tree in the shadiest part of the forest that was located on the outskirts of Noxus. Her crimson locks were being blown around gently as she let her head tilt back and rest against the firm oak trunk with her eyes closed, only lightly though. With one leg spread out and the other bent as to provide leverage for her left arm, which was stained a dark red from the old dried up blood. Yet there were still fresh trails of blood that flowed from the open wound on her shoulder, dripping down onto the grass that cushioned her. She sighed softly before chuckling at her own carelessness.

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“That’s true indeed.” Katarina said in response. She knew fully well that you don’t have to be born into family of some sort of power to make a name for yourself. And just as she was born into a high standing family of Noxus, she made a name for herself with her own two hands and not only relying on her family name.

The Assassin locked eyes with the woman whom had squatted before her, a slightly cocky smile on her face. “I’d know if you were one, and I know that you are clearly not, so I have nothing to worry about on that end. But even if you were, like I’ve said, a wound such as this will cause no issues with my ability to fight back.” Which was true, she had been through so much worse during her beginners training as a child, so this was nothing she’d even bat an eye at. “Plus, my blood has already clotted. I won’t bleed out.”

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Seren tutted, standing back up once Katarina assured her of her health. “If you say so. Come on then, redhead, get up. There’s no point wasting time if you’re done with your job.”

She looked around them, then turned, kicking away a corpse. “What’s the great Katarina doing getting injured in the first place anyway? Were you overpowered or made a stupid mistake?” She grinned lightly. “Either way, embarrassing.”

#:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #kat-ducouteau

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💔 - for seren

Send me a 💔 and I’ll generate a number, 1-75, and post a starter based on what scenario I get. Our muses being the sole survivors of a shootout.

– They had been visiting Piltover, a simple task, a simple day. Luxanna was not known for her DJ career, her face obscured by a mask in the likeness of DJ Sona. Two well known artists who worked well together, but Seren was her body-guard. She followed Lux even when the mask was off. The bank stop was meant to be safe, sound, and fast. Just a deposit into Lux’s main account, but that was not it.

Luxanna stared at the blood that soaked into her pants, another female was strew across her lap, she could still hear the screams despite the fact only sirens filled the air, despite the fact the murderer laid twenty feet from them. Her body shook as the shock began to wear off, she hardly felt Seren’s hand on her shoulder.

“She’s…they…dead…all dead.” She chokes, turning to face her body-guard. “Dead, dead, their all dead.”

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The gun in the bodyguard’s other hand was still smoking, her grip steady and eyes sharp. Then, once she was sure the murderer was dead, she exhaled and loosened her grip on Lux’s shoulder. The gun was returned to the holder, and her full attention was on the DJ.

The Noxian’s eyes scanned the scene, deathly silence surrounding them except for Lux’s cries. “Yes. They are. Stand up, I’ll call the sheriff and tell her what’s happened. I assume we’ll be held for questioning.”

Pulling out her cellphone, she was dialling the number for the Police Department. But she hesitated.

“Are you... okay?” she asked Lux.

#:: bodyguard / dj au #shh-imchargingmylaser #rp #:: another empty face. (ic)

“Food is something I am very open to right now,” she chuckled, raising an eyebrow at Wukong. Her mind drifted to the foods she would eat with her parents - rich foods that was protein-heavy and plentiful. But the thoughts of her family bought a bitter taste to the memory. She shook it out of her mind, taking the moment to dwell on Yi’s previous words.

“Perhaps I am world weary.” Seren answered. “I know about the true nature of Noxian indoctrination, of the conflicts around the world and figures rising to power from fear and strength that others try to ignore or twist the facts to bring them peace of mind. I spent years surrounded by figures who were unpleasant and many who tried to harm me. Even in a new environment, with new, hopeful opportunities being handed to me, I cannot shake off my pessimistic thoughts about it all, I have been struck by bad luck too many times.”

“I suppose my negative thought processes have a factor to play in my weariness. Tragic, but reversible with time. I hope.” Serenity frowned, then blinked at the stall. “Ah. May one of you order for me? I’m not entirely sure what is being sold by this vendor.”

#:: another empty face. (ic)#rp #yi-dashi