𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖆'𝖘 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝕶

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖙 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊

[infernotrigger-a]

" Who would want to marry that ditz... ? Ha ! "

[infernotrigger-a]

[the-windweaver]

⚔️

send ⚔️ for our muses to have a rivalry

“Hmph. Noxian daredevils with a flare...seen hundreds of you”

[infernotrigger-a]

" Oh , you haven't seen anything like me ~ "

[the-windweaver]

"And yet I am still entirely unimpressed "

[infernotrigger-a]

" Your tastes aren't quite refined enough, not yet~ don't worry. You'll get use to it. "

[the-windweaver]

⚔️

send ⚔️ for our muses to have a rivalry

“Hmph. Noxian daredevils with a flare...seen hundreds of you”

[infernotrigger-a]

" Oh , you haven't seen anything like me ~ "

[infernotrigger-a]

|| 𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕰𝖉𝖌𝖊

Samira sings and plays rhythm guitar for the hit metal/rock band known as Infinity Edge, having met them after one of her own shows , the members include Talon, Kayn, Aphelios, and Sett.

When Samira sings for them, this is the result. Enjoy.

[infernotrigger-a]

“ Bloom, Darling~ ”

🌹 || " Are you getting enough sun, Leblanc? You look alittle... pale~ "

[infernotrigger-a]

°•○ SPACE GROOVE ●°•

|| After mulling it over and sulking for the past hour I've decided to add this to Samira's verses in the only way I can see it being relevant. As a partition to Odyssey AU.

REGARDLESS of how riot wants to squeeze this one into an AU format, Space Groove! is the name of a once hit popular Universal TV show that broadcasts on the Empire frequencies for all to watch. Samira was once the sexy-danger archetype antagonist , though this was her in her much younger days as a performer, and not a mercenary. (This will explain her lack of proper muscle/body shape.)

Samira later leaves the show after a few seasons and becomes a steel valkyrie, who goes rogue and now works with the Demaxian Hit Sqadron with the traitorous templar Aphelios and their fearless captain, Sett.

[infernotrigger-a]

|| all the skins look fine

EXCEPT SAMIRA'S

i can't be the only one who thinks her face doesn't look right, her skin tone is 3 times lighter and her muscle is non existent like??? unacceptable , next.

[aurelion-solar]

Space Groove Blitzcrank, Samira, Nunu, Lux, Nasus, Rumble, Lulu & Lulu Prestige Edition Splash Art!

[infernotrigger-a]

fight : my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else.

🌹|| Drawing her tattooed arm across her lip, once to check for blood then patted twice for a certain degree of show, she stepped forward and drew her gun at her assailant, some drunk fool who dared lay a hand on her, pulling the gun up but finding her arm stopped by another's hand... her hand.

" Let me go so I can make a bloody mess of this inferior little-- "

[vaememes]

  some  one  word  prompts .    (    send   one   of   the   words   for   our   muses   to   interact   based   off   that   word   )

goodbye :  my  muse  kissing  and/or  hugging  your  muse  goodbye.

secrets :   my  muse  sharing/confiding  their  deepest,  darkest  secret  with  your  muse.

nightmare :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muses  aid  when  they  awake  from  a  nightmare.

push :   my  muse  pushing  your  muse  out  of  the  way  of  danger.

embrace :   my  muse  abruptly  throwing  their  arms  around  your  muse,  hugging  them  tightly.

bloody :   my  muse  coming  to  your  muse  with  blood  stains  on  their  clothes  and  hands,  shaking.

drunk :   my  muse  takes  care  of  your  muse  while  they  are  in  a  drunken  state.

bed :   my  muse  wakes  up  in  the  same  bed  as  your  muse  with  little  recollection  of  the  night  before.

slap :   my  muse  slaps  your  muse  across  the  face  out  of  anger.

gone :   my  muse  stays  by  your  muses  side  while  they  take  their  last  breath.

scream :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  quickly  runs  to  their  side.

sleep :   my  muse  falls  asleep  on  your  muse,  making  it  hard  for  my  muse  to  leave.

stalk :   my  muse  gets  caught  by  your  muse  trailing  behind  them,  watching  them.

sacrifice :   my  muse  jumps  in  front  of  your  muse,  sacrificing  their  life  for  your  muses  life.

trail :   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scares,  asking  them  about  it.

love :   my  muse  confronts  your  muse  about  why  they  never  say  ’ i  love  you ’  back.

piggyback :   my  muse  jumps  on  your  muses  back,  my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride.

jump :   my  muse  runs  to  your  muse  and  jumps  up,  my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs.

dance :   my  muse  holds  their  hand  out,  waiting  for  your  muse  to  come  out  and  slow  dance  with  them.

carry :   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house,  either  drunk,  or  a  weakened  state,  can  specify. 

lighter :   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette.

shot :   my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses  house  for  aid.

wound :   my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten.

fight :   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else.

arrest :   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  with  swarming  police  everywhere.

hospital :   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened.

gun :  my  muse  pulls  out  a  gun  on  your  muse,  your  muse  tries  to  talk  them  into  putting  the  gun  down. 

betrayal :  my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them  in  same  way  and  confronts  them  about  it.

nude :  my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked.

karaoke :  my  muse  pulls  your  muse  up  on  stage  with  them  to  sing  some  karaoke  songs. 

laughter :   my  muse  hears  your  muse  laughing  uncontrollably  and  approaches  to  see  if  they  are  okay.

murder :   my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  committing  a  gruesome  murder.

wet :   my  muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for  your  muse  to  join  them.

[infernotrigger-a]

“i’m not the person i once was.”

“ Oh little Red! How… sad, ” checking her gloved fingers for dust, she brushed the leather of onto her hip, before knuckles laid to rest at her peak. An unamused emerald stare caught her own, one side of her lip raised to such her tongue.

“ Tch– you’ll never be that person again, be thankful for my words, because they don’t often come for free, ” leaning to her other leg accented the shape of her hips alittle more, “ strive to be better… like me. I’m better, ” he ego seeped through as it always often did, near darkest brown lips peaked the corners of her mouth.

[blade-of-noxus-deactivated20210]

She took a breath, anger making her pulse quicken. Could they not have one normal conversation? “Alright, fine, you win, I get worked up. Happy?” She finished the last of her drink and the pleasant warmth of slight inebriation began to spread over her. 

Reaching for the bottle, she found it sadly close to empty. “Damn. Split it?” She’d hoped the gesture would cool things. She didn’t really want to be stuck in this endless cycle with Samira. In reality, deep down, Kat recognized she was an asset to the Empire. And she was better to work with than most of the partners she could be assigned. “We should get out of here soon as well, a report will be expected of us.” 

[infernotrigger-a]

Thr dreaded words finally airborne like the disease Samira so honestly avoided, her single eye rolling at the word report and folding her arms under her chest, “ buzzkill– report ? When is it due by? I have an appointment to see my favorite pair of weaponsmiths. You should come, get the old daggers cleaned, ” with the tilt of her head and the sway of alcohol fueling her needy obsession to drag her along for her own entertainment was obvious.

“ please…? ” oh no, the classic Samira pout, lower lip ever so slight further than upper, accented emerald eye upwards as she tilted her head down and to the side.

[blade-of-noxus-deactivated20210]

“Absolutely no…” She cut herself off. What good would it really do to argue. When Samira was hellbent on something, dissuading her was rough work. 

Kat knew she would be held responsible for the report and getting her companion to comply. With a less than steady hand she split the last of the liquor between. “How about a deal?” 

It was expected that she would make at least a small effort to do this properly. But Samira’s mercurial nature was known and High Command would understand if she were the only one they heard from. “I’ll tag along, and then we will report as expected.” 

[infernotrigger-a]

" Yes! " Samira cheered as if she had won the entire debate-- small steps to getting out of the dreared report she wanted nothing to do with... it was clear she had her ways, her palm returned to her face as she clears her throat from the outburst of excitement. She reaches forward to hold the assassin's hand, " deal, " she shakes on it, but keeps a pair of fingers crossed mentally.

[infernotrigger-a]

"You seem fixated on my swords. Want to see how they really look? Trust me, the steel looks a lot better than the scabbards."

“ 𝕰h – ”

Her lips formed an unamused frown with arms crossed under her chest, tattoos displayed neatly along her abdomen as her head tilted, stanced in that typically bored gesture.

“ Ionian blades are so… boring. They are thin, and fragile, somewhat like it’s people so I guess it works. ”

[ascendedswordsman-deactivated20]

“I know, I know.” Showing her that he was being careful, he took both hands with the blade to the sharpening wheel situated at the edge of the room. There he showed off his skill for the craft. The blade moved over the whetstone wheel, sparks flying over his skin. It only took a few minutes before Kengou turned back to Samira. “See, she’s just as good as you gave me. Just sharpened like new.”

[infernotrigger-a]

Samira took hold of Vanquish, the handle as she relaods the trigger system within the base of the blade, inspecting first the allignment, then the edge... so quickly she would spin the weapon around however, quick to stop a swing mere inches from his throat--

" Hm... it would seem so, no drag, no missing pieces... " she would admit to being impressed, but little impresses her nowadays, let alone did she have the ego to compliment another outloud.

[blessercoeur]

SAMIRA.

“ Yes well– let’s say the sum of the currency being paid to ensure you stay alive well over weighs my personal opinion about this contract, ” she tapped her fingers across the table, gloved, clearly bored based on the tapping pattern…

“ Like me or not, which you clearly don’t, I’m here to protect you, so– ” she stood alittle, pointing to the woman’s chest, “ – deal with it. ”

Now leaning back with her back resting on the seat, she’d lightly cross her arms under her chest as she heard the other speak, not too trusting of her words quite yet — she did not believe for a moment her moral code was that extensive.

“ Oh believe me I already am. Though frankly you won’t need to do much. As you already said, my life is quite pathetic. ”  she shot her a brief glare, “ So if this is it, I shall get going. ”

[infernotrigger-a]

" Sure, just remember I have an eye on you, what your business is is now my business too, " she leaned back as a matched glare could be met from across the table, both women clearly did not like one another... of all the people she needed to protect.

" And try to carry a weapon for a change! Unarmed doesn't suit you! " she waved the barkeeper over to finally order her drink, letting A'ni leave.

[infernotrigger-a]

“i’m not the person i once was.”

“ Oh little Red! How… sad, ” checking her gloved fingers for dust, she brushed the leather of onto her hip, before knuckles laid to rest at her peak. An unamused emerald stare caught her own, one side of her lip raised to such her tongue.

“ Tch– you’ll never be that person again, be thankful for my words, because they don’t often come for free, ” leaning to her other leg accented the shape of her hips alittle more, “ strive to be better… like me. I’m better, ” he ego seeped through as it always often did, near darkest brown lips peaked the corners of her mouth.

[blade-of-noxus-deactivated20210]

She took a breath, anger making her pulse quicken. Could they not have one normal conversation? “Alright, fine, you win, I get worked up. Happy?” She finished the last of her drink and the pleasant warmth of slight inebriation began to spread over her. 

Reaching for the bottle, she found it sadly close to empty. “Damn. Split it?” She’d hoped the gesture would cool things. She didn’t really want to be stuck in this endless cycle with Samira. In reality, deep down, Kat recognized she was an asset to the Empire. And she was better to work with than most of the partners she could be assigned. “We should get out of here soon as well, a report will be expected of us.” 

[infernotrigger-a]

Thr dreaded words finally airborne like the disease Samira so honestly avoided, her single eye rolling at the word report and folding her arms under her chest, " buzzkill-- report ? When is it due by? I have an appointment to see my favorite pair of weaponsmiths. You should come, get the old daggers cleaned, " with the tilt of her head and the sway of alcohol fueling her needy obsession to drag her along for her own entertainment was obvious.

" please...? " oh no, the classic Samira pout, lower lip ever so slight further than upper, accented emerald eye upwards as she tilted her head down and to the side.

[infernotrigger-a]

"You seem fixated on my swords. Want to see how they really look? Trust me, the steel looks a lot better than the scabbards."

“ 𝕰h – ”

Her lips formed an unamused frown with arms crossed under her chest, tattoos displayed neatly along her abdomen as her head tilted, stanced in that typically bored gesture.

“ Ionian blades are so… boring. They are thin, and fragile, somewhat like it’s people so I guess it works. ”

[ascendedswordsman-deactivated20]

“Eh,” Kengou rolled his shoulders in a short shrug. “Not exactly a home. More of a place that I *found useful* when travelling. It’s not much but I’ve made due. Plus it had some smithing gear in it so that works for me.” He led her along the dusty road, all the while, keeping a hand on his sword hilts, not a sign of aggression towards her, but rather just to be prepared should something happen.

[infernotrigger-a]

“ I cannot tell if that’s brave or stupid, perhaps both , mm? Whatever I don’t care where you live, simply that you don’t ruin my weapon, ” she stated clearly once more, nothing needed to happen if he didn’t do anything he wasn’t supposed to.

[ascendedswordsman-deactivated20]

“Having a place I can pick up and leave from is good in my line of work. Makes things easier in the long run. You’d be surprised how much merc work actually leads me out here.” Kengou rolled his shoulder as they neared the ramshackle town. “Told you it wasn’t far.” He said, gesturing to a small house. There wasn’t much to it aside from having a completed roof.

[infernotrigger-a]

|| Albeit cozy, Samira found no such sympathy nor empathy for the man, not that she never had similar situations in life and loss, but simply because she left that simpler lifestyle behind her.

“ Yes, yes, and you also told me you wouldn’t ruin my Vanquish, so let’s keep that success ball rolling, ” she gestured little shoulder rise and falls, a sarcastic jig of sorts.

[ascendedswordsman-deactivated20]

Her cheeky response went unanswered as Kengou moved about the small abode, settling his swords down near the door of the forge area and lighting up the furnace. Though that only served to light the room and what served to be Kengou’s main area to work, a pedal worked grinding stone. “Alright, let’s see your Vanquish.” With an extended hand, Kengou waited for the weapon to be handed over, eyes locking with its owner. “Just going to sharpen her.”

[infernotrigger-a]

" Mhm-- " she so relunctantly handed over the blade, the trigger mechanism unloaded to ensure he didn't accidently activate it and kill himself, then she laid an arm across the handle of Thorn, eye forwards with a deadpanned expression, " remember, I have two other weapons in case you ruin this one. " It was a threat, plain and simple, should he get nervous it would mean bad news for him.

[infernotrigger-a]

@blade-of-noxus you inspire me that this is canon thanks