Double the Guns Double the Vengeance

[Associated with Citta Alveare] Weapon: Two BB Guns Ability: Relentless Pursuit x3 Apt: X-1 Rank: Nobody

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I'm not currently on my account but check on your activity page, I replied on Thresh a couple of days ago so feel free to reply when you have the chance!

((Apologies for the delay! I'm also our local Draven (and Zac, for that matter, wow, so guilty) so uh, my hands have been a little full with getting him on track. But! I'm nice and cozy now, so I should be getting things into a more consistent and normal momentum between all of my accounts!)) 

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// DRABBLE // A Long Time to See You There

"Not just anyone can wield these weapons. You need a pure heart. A fearless mind. An inner light that outshines all the darkness in the world. Once I had that light. Now I'm not so sure."

The condition he was in wasn't the best. He couldn't explain it, how sometimes the two relics would not work. Sometimes one would not go off but the other would; the resonance they held near each other either too weak or out of control to use in unison; or neither would work at all. Some moments he would choke on the memory of her death, others his heart would falter in his faith to do his job alone. There were so many problems to work out to bring himself to a state of balance. 

He would cringe every time he saw how many days had passed. All the days he had made mistakes. People needed him on the fields, their impatience ever growing. He had a job to do and he needed to do it without fail. But his heart had become muddled in his thoughts. 

So more days would pass as he trained. As he sharpened his focus, mind and heart slowly working back together. He reviewed his duties daily, as well as his morals, his goals, his life's work--everything. He repeated the words of encouragement he and Senna had exchanged in their hard times. The bursts of pure and holy energy became easier to call forth. It was like learning how to use them for the first time, for himself--and this time for Senna, too. 

He knew he still had to face Thresh in the future, or possibly end up beside him on the fields. He tried not to linger on the thought too long, as he could feel it taint his heart. He would sort that out then. He would steel himself now and prepare once he had complete faith in the guns in his hands. 

He would make sure they would not fail him in battle. No--he would make sure he didn't fail them. 

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Waiting for the Dark [Open]

Lucian sat on an empty crate in the corner of an alley, a half-eaten sandwich sitting on it's wrapper by his side. He was struck bored in his wait for dusk to fall and the hunt to begin, but the more he thought about it the less likely it sounded he could actually return to his handiwork.There wasn't much to do against the undead and creatures of the night without the twin relic guns. And these BB guns? Well, he was testing them out now.

Using the blackmail pictures he managed to get off of Lulu, he threw one to the air and shot it straight through the head. Some others weren't as fortunate thanks to fact he wasn't used to these guns yet and photos were pretty sporadic as they danced through the air. Putting one of the guns down and taking another bite of his sandwich he used his foot to pull one of the pictures closer. They weren't the most tasteful pictures, were they? 

His head perked as he heard someone's steps echoe, and as a defensive habit shot a BB towards their direction with precision that would be deadly if it wasn't a tiny plastic pellet right into the culprit's chest. 

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Welcome to the city [Lucian/Lux]

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  "I am envious of your retained aim." Lux mutters, glancing bitterly at her gloves hands. “My magic is so much weaker.." Magic and finesse were too different things- while you could drain the magic from someone you could not dull the aim and skills someone like Lucian had. At least.. Lux didn’t think so. Didn’t those things come naturally? Thresh was a name she knew. She could feel the token he had given her pulsing and emitting heat in her pocket- likely replying to the anger of the other and the name. Lucian seemed.. angry- how would he react knowing his new friend was a, for the moment, all with the warden? “He is here, yes. I’m not.. sure where he is residing but he and I have indeed met. May I ask why you seek the warden? Most usually do not want anything to do with him.."

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"You'll get it back. Once you do, those scientists won't know what hit `em." Lucian encouraged her. "We both know they're gonna regret the day we get back what's ours." If they could get everything back somehow, in which he did not know exactly how yet, things would be a lot easier. There was nothing more he wanted than Senna's gun of the pair, at the very least. 

The familiar question came up again, the first being with Ahri. This time the answer would be simple and quick. He took the glove off his left hand, "Most wouldn't, you're right. But he did something I can't forgive." his free hand found it's way into his collar, pulling at what seemed to be the thin chain of a necklace. Weaving the necklace between his left hand, the wedding ring on the end of it hung next to his own wedding band. "He took the soul of the other half of me." he solemnly replied.

He tucked the necklace back under his clothes, and pulled the glove back onto his hand. The sad look on his face changed as he looked back at the girl. "It's personal, even if we're allies, I won't drag you into it." He paused in quick thought, "Well, I assume we are." 

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The Past is...Just a Ghost. [Closed // Thresh ]

Dusk had passed and the night had fallen quickly after. The air of the big city was something much different than any place in Runeterra, and those who lurked it were equally unusual. Back alley punks quieted as his tall, stoic figure's shadow cast over them in the little light there was. It passed quickly, silently, and with not a single glance.

Lucian was not yet prepared to hunt the things that bumped in the night. His relic guns were confiscated, and he wasn't capable of much in terms of his abilities aside from the quick dash of his Relentless Pursuit. But he was not unwise to neglect training himself in other ways if he were to find himself unarmed.

The undead did not go back into the ground without the power of purity, however. All he could do was make sure others were safe, and scout out any sources of trouble. There could be hints hidden deep in the environment, but one caught his ears particularly. 

The sound of chains. A sound that haunted him. 

His dark determination took over as he quickly ran towards the source. He remembered Ahri had told him he was here, so he was only half confident it was him. But there he was, the alley's light set by the moon peeking from the clouds, and the eerie green light the Chain Warden carried with him wherever he went. 

The name came from gritted teeth with ease, "Thresh."

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"... I'm sorry to hear about your lost. I did not know that Thresh had taken someone dear to you. I'll keep an ear out for the Warden."

"Thank you for your consolation. With those chains, he shouldn't be too hard to hear." 

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"Lucian, it's been a while since I've last seen you. How is your wife doing?"

"..." Lucian takes a deep breath. "Thresh took her soul. And he's gonna pay a heavy price for it." Simple as that. 

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How does it feel having a dead wife?

"You want a gun in your ass, don't you?" 

[cittamemes]

♥ - What does ‘love’ mean to them? 

♠ - What are they afraid of?

♦ - What is one thing about them that they are most proud of?

♣ - What is one thing that they find embarrassing? (About them, others, things in general)

❧ - They receive a bouquet of flowers, how do they react?

★ - Do they prefer daytime or nighttime and why?

☾- Are they prone to nightmares or dreamless sleep?

☼ - Something that/Someone who makes them happy.

☁ - If they’re caught out in the rain how do they react?

♪ - Are they musically inclined? 

♫ - What kind of music do they enjoy?

✓ - How do they react to praise?

✕ - How do they handle rejection?

☺ - Do they prefer sour or sweet treats?

❄ -  Favourite season and why?

☯ - Do they sleep with the lights on or off?

☮ - Do they have an idol or someone they look up to?

❤ - Do they have a love interest?

✖ - Who is someone they just cannot stand?

♔ - Do they value loyalty?

♕ - Do they trust easily?

☠ - How do they react to death?

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  "I can do that!" Yup, she could definitely defend herself and that was probably why Kat was upset with her. Not liking being a squill or anything like that. She returned his smirk with a giggle. “Okay~ I’ll be careful." Maybe… Well she’d try not to force them together like puzzle pieces that didn’t fit or something. though it might be hard to completely control her impulsiveness.

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The roles seemed a bit reversed this time. He was thankful she listened to him and hopefully she wouldn't cause any more trouble in the future. "Good! Don't let me catch you in any more mischief. I'm not gonna save you unless it's dead already." He pats her hat further down her head and starts walking off. 

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  "That sounds very unfun… If the games become violent, then is it alright?" Just staring at him. So no pushing people to do fun things? But… That was kind of boring, wasn’t it? “But what if they say they don’t want it, but they really, really do~?"

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He stares back with a subtly worried expression. "If they become violent, then do your best to protect yourself and fight back like I know you can." he taps a fist to her tiny shoulder, half-smirking. "As for that, you gotta know for sure that they really do. But if they're not comfortable with makin' a move, don't force them, okay? They'll get even more angry at you." 

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  "Really…? Does that mean I shouldn’t whimsy people when we’re playing tag," because attacking her is totally a game of tag. “Or play matchmaker?"

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"If it doesn't seem like they're having fun, no, you shouldn't." he bends down to be more level with Lulu. "And...well..." he paused. "Only if you really think they could use the push. Don't do it if one of them doesn't want it, okay?" 

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  "I don’t know what I did though… I was just playing…"

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"Lulu, what might be playing to you might be an annoyance to them. You gotta be careful about that." 

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  "Nothing… I don’t think I did…" Licked everyone, turned people into squills and things, plans to play matchmaker… Take your pick.

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He raises a brow. "If everyone's mad at you, you had to have done something. Come on Lulu. Fess up." 

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  "Luci! Luci! I think everyone hates me!" Except Vi.

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"Well I wonder why...What'd you do now?" 

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Lucian is gonna keep his lips to himself and...be grateful he isn't being toted around by Darius. 

"This happen every week..?" 

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Rage.

"Pet peeve? When sore losers say my shots are magic. Yeah, my guns are special, but it still takes a `lotta skill just as any other gun, if not more, considering it's properties."