"Always trouble."

Individual blog for Malcolm Graves, League of Legends.

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you and TF you mean ;)

“You mean my damn ex?”

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“When’s the weddin’?”

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“Bet he’s got underthings with his name on ‘em. Can’t blame him.”

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He writes that down on a notepad. “Great.”

[miighted]

HEY GUYS DID YOU KNOW DARIUS SAYS “SUCH PRETTY ARMOR FOR SUCH A PRETTY BOY” TO GAREN IF HES ON THE OPPOSING SIDE IN LEGENDS OF RUNETERRA 

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“Alright, I’m ready. Yeah?”

&&. “ can i kiss you, but yes homo. ”

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He hangs his head and sighs. “Uh-huh.”

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fcrtunae said: ur single, and im single, ur drinking and im drinking… dont u see something happening here..

He downs more alcohol.

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“Alright, I’m ready. Yeah?”

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WHAT SHAPE DOES YOUR PAIN TAKE?

-- Chains

You have chains, keeping you linked to something you'd rather leave behind. Maybe this is a bad family, traumatic event, toxic relationship... But something's keeping you trapped there, and you don't know how to escape it. You can turn the chain around, to help you instead of trap you... Can't you?

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fcrtunae said: ur single, and im single, ur drinking and im drinking… dont u see something happening here..

He downs more alcohol.

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He downs glass after glass of bourbon. Shitty holiday.

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His jaw tightens as he clenches his teeth together in an attempt to fight the urge to make a grimace as he swallowed a shot of a hard liquor that his newfound companion had offered him. Garen had never been fond of many drinks, truthfully, but he agreed to try a drink that Sevarg had offered him. "I, ah— I cannot say I have had a drink like this before," he comments with a polite smile, a warm hue beginning to rise in his cheeks. "It is a little strong for my tastes, I suppose."

“That’s ‘cause you’re a lightweight.” Ehh, this isn’t so bad. Drinking with someone instead of drinking alone like usual. Sevarg takes a full shot without blinking and sets the miniature glass aside. He reclines in his chair with a cigar smoking away in his mouth. “So you never tried this out?”

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Well, well. Here’s a face he wanted to punch until just recently.

Graves lets the door close behind him with the tinkle of a bell. Rain pounds against the windows, thunder roars overhead yet the bar’s patrons remain undisturbed, fixated on their games and drink. 

Who else to see, wreathed in dim lights and smoke, than his good old… something-or-other? It’s complicated. The sight of that bastard still makes him bristle, but that’s in the past now. Graves decides it’s time to pay him a visit and begins to circle around chairs and tables as he treads his way, Destiny still holstered across his back.

he hears & smells him before he sees him, the sound of heavy foot-steps & heavy breath, burdened with GRUDGES & labor, the scent of GUNPOWDER & cigar smoke carried over the air to that grinning man, a silver serpent dancing through those nimble fingers. he glances under the wide brim of his hat to edge of the tavern walls, watching that familiar bristling man stalking closer to where the cardshark is seated. his free hand fingers the condensation of the cool mug of beer he had been nursing, & once he feels that presence walk close enough he speaks, that drawl low, pleasant despite the tenseness of the situation.

&&. “ been a while, huh, Malcolm ? have a seat, drink a beer, it’s on me. ”

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He gives an exhale. It’s in the past, water under the bridge. Right? Right. Graves sits down without a word and looks Fate straight in the eye. The chair creaks awkwardly in the moment of silence. “Yeah, it better be.” They’ve met a few times since Graves got released, most of them less than pleasant, but it now strikes him how little Fate has changed. Still fair. “You around here for business? Or are you just bettin’ the pants off of these guys?”

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“Don’t. Play cards with Fate. Trust me.”

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Do you ever want to go back?

“Yep. Ain’t like thinkin’ about it does much, though.”

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"Malcolm, don't ya know cigars are bad fer you?..." ( twistedgambler )

Big, big inhale. Big, big exhale. Big smoke.

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arcanist-mcallistar said: “You’re not gonna believe this, Malcom. We’ll need to get a drink for it.”

“Gimme the short version.”

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“What the hell’s a Sylas.”