TRUTH BEARER

I don't want you to fail, I want you to LEARN.

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#   KEBOUROS.   highly   selective   ,   mutual   exclusive   ILLAOI   THE   TRUTH   BEARER   from   League   of   Legends.   as   willed   by   ASKLING.   (   he/him/it/its   ,   22   )   mature   themes   potentially   present,   all   will   be   tagged   &&   requested   tags   respected.   READ   RULES   BEFORE   INTERACTION.

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@hasakii  sent; if  she  were  to  look,  perhaps  she'd  catch  him  scribbling  ―  journal  rests  steadily  on  his  knees,  the  only  sound  between  the  two  of  them  the  soft  scratches  of  pen  against  paper.  as  she  meditates  yasuo  finds  himself  in  silent  awe  of  such  form,  enough  that  he  silently  seeks  to  capture  it  in  a  moment  he  can  turn  to  whenever  he  pleases.  not  that  she  would  need  to  know,  nor  anyone  else  ...  he's  always  been  a  people-watcher.  it's  innocent  enough,  right  ?? ronin  glances  up  briefly  to  his  muse,  only  to  see  her  head  has  turned  towards  him  now.  the  blood  rushes  almost  immediately  to  his  cheeks,  clearing  his  throat  softly.  ❝  ...  oh.  i  didn't  realize  you  were  done.  ❞

    𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘  would  prefer  to  be  left  to  her  own  devices  in  meditation.  so  often  did  people  not  know  how  to  behave  &&  allow  such  things  to  transpire,  but  yasuo  was  different.  he  was  one  of  the  few  who  she  felt  was  welcome  company  even  in  these  moments  of  quiet.  she  could  trust  him  whole-heartedly  to  be  respectful  in  a  needed  moment  of  tranquility.

    slow  exhale  leaves  as  her  focus  is  put  now  to  the  moment,  attention  taking  a  few  seconds  before  it  did  turn  to  yasuo.  the  sound  of  pen  'pon  paper  was  registered,  but  so  soft  a  noise  it  hadn't  bothered  her.  head  tilts  as  their  gazes  meet,  brow  quirking  just  so  as  smile  spreads  on  her  face.

        how  CUTE  he  was.  she  is  ever  tempted  to  tease  reddening  face,  but  she  resists  —  for  now.  ❝  i  can  always  stay  still  just  a  little  longer  if  it  suits  you.  ❞

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GRAVES·:

short  starters  ↪  @kebouros·

                   ❝  𝐍𝐔𝐇  ―  𝐔𝐇.      not  a  damn  word,  illaoi.  ❞   the moment she opens her mouth to speak, graves raises his finger in a gesture of SILENCE and makes a point not to give her a chance. the golden augment trailing down the side of his face glitters in the bilgewater sun as he whips his head, a testament to all that he’s seen and done these past few months. what a journey it’s been …

           ❝  i  don’t  wanna  hear  NOTHIN’  ‘bout  worthy  this,  worthy  that.  i  just  had  to  go  ‘n  put  that  RUINED  KING  feller  back  in  baby  jail  ‘cause  somebody  couldn’t  do  it  right  the  first  time.  is  that  worthy  enough  for  ya  ??  ❞   indignant huff is given, arms folding over chest.   ❝  ya  want  anythin’  done  right  in  bilgewater,  ya  gotta  do  it  yourself  …  i  hope  ya  were  of  use  HERE,  at  least.  though  ya  certainly  didn’t  do  sarah  or  fate  any  favors.  ❞

    𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒  𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄  in  surprise  as  she  is  abruptly  interrupted  before  even  sound  could  pass  lips.  most  would  COWER,  snivel  in  fear  to  have  acted  so  brashly  in  her  presence  —  &&  perhaps  in  most  cases  she  would  indeed  show  some  annoyance.

      ...  but  instead,  after  initial  surprise  passes,  she  laughs.

  ❝  yes,  graves,  I  have  heard  of  what  you've  done.  ❞  she  replies  at  last,  a  small  chuckle  trailing  her  words.  ❝  you  are  living  as  nagakabouros  wills.  that  is  good.  ❞  a  pause,  then,  the  priestess  looking  a  touch  more  somber,  the  laughter  that  curled  her  lips  quelling  at  mention  of  sarah  &&  twisted  fate  —  two  of  many  who  had  succumbed  to  the  corruption  of  viego.  she  dare  not  say  that  the  latter's  fall  is  unsurprising,  but  sarah's  ?  ...  THAT  sits  on  her  conscience.  

      ❝  i  was  needed  most  here  in  bilgewater,  yes.  their  battles  were  theirs  to  fight,  but  it  gives  me  no  joy  to  have  seen  any  held  still  in  that  stagnation.  ❞  no  joy  at  all.  she  sighs,  &  for  only  a  moment  she  seems  far  more  tired  than  she  dares  let  on,  shaking  her  head.  ❝  but  you  live  yet,  &  continue  to  move  forward.  as  do  they,  now,  yes?  you've  done  well,  despite  ALL  challenges.  ❞

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YASUO

          𝙼𝙰𝚈𝙱𝙴  𝚈𝙰𝚂𝚄𝙾   would have scowled at anyone else for such a jest ― perhaps even with a scathing rebuttal if he felt so inclined. but from illaoi’s lips, the words don’t irritate him nearly as much; ronin finds himself chuckling in tandem with her booming laughter, rolling his eyes as if his smile does not betray his fondness. it is … NICER than he could expect, to have such a companionship.

         ❝  you  think  a  BREEZE  is  all  it  would  take  to  get  rid  of  me  ??    i’m  bruised,  illaoi.  ❞   teasing dramatics linger in the words, peering at the passerby around them and tipping back the roningasa ‘pon his head. their method of travel has certainly earned some LOOKS ― but if she isn’t bothered, neither is he.   ❝  i’ll  be  alright  up  here.  just  don’t  smack  my  head  into  any  low  ceilings  and  we’ll  be  fine.  ❞

         yasuo pauses in his banter for a moment, humming softly in thought as his eyes draw to distant waves.   ❝  the  buhru  almost  remind  me  of  my  VILLAGE,  you  know.  we  were  all  raised  to  revere  the  wind  ―  not  for  its  strength,  but  for  the  change  and  motion  it  brings  to  our  lives.  i  never  thought  i’d  meet  anyone  else  who  would  understand  it.  ❞

    ❝  𝐇𝐎𝐖  𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  𝐈  know  with  you?  ❞  she  teases  yet,  smile  fond  as  she  spoke.  ❝  i  have  met  many  men,  yasuo  —  none  compare.  ❞  it  was  the  honest  truth.  more  laughter  is  brought  from  his  comment,  pat  afforded  as  she  nods.  ❝  you  are  precious  cargo,  my  friend  -  you  are  safe  where  you  sit.  ❞  she  assures,  though  the  idea  did  indeed  amuse  her.  she  would  bend  as  needed  to  spare  them  both  any  particularly  low  overhangs,  all  known  well  enough  to  the  priestess  that  she  needn't  even  think  of  it  as  she  walked.

      no  mind  is  spared  for  passerbys,  her  attention  either  fixed  upon  path  home  or  'pon  the  ronin.  she  was  used  to  all  sorts  of  looks,  &&  would  give  no  heed  to  those  feeling  inclined  to  watch  them  go  by.  

    her  smile  grows  as  she  listens  to  him  speak.  indeed,  it  was  something  comforting  to  hear  —  while  the  idea  of  more  than  just  the  Buhru  holding  such  ideals  was  not  unheard  of,  it  nonetheless  pleased  her  to  hear  directly,  &&  no  less  from  someone  she  had  grown  to  hold  so  dear.  ❝  it  warms  my  heart  that  we  share  such  ideas,  even  coming  from  different  places  that  we  do.  ❞  she  hums.  ❝  you  understand  motion  as  wind,  &&  i  best  understand  it  as  ocean  current.  there  is  so  much  we  can  share  —  so  much  to  learn.  my  home  may  not  be  yours,  but  i  hope  it  may  serve  you  comfort  all  the  same.  ❞

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WHAT  FLAVOR  IS  YOUR  SOUL?

SALT.  ah  little  kraken,  bold  are  you.  restless  sailor,  dauntless  fighter,  lower  your  sword,  let  me  see  your  shield.  ah,  of  course,  they  are  but  the  same  object.  oh  wave-tossed  ruffian,  lend  me  some  of  your  mettle  would  you?  you  have  been  struck  by  the  sharpest  of  spears  yet  you  still  stand  here  proudly.  but  off  your  guard,  elsewhere  of  the  battlefield,  you  will  find  your  spirit  can  parch  others.  your  words  are  but  weapons  crafted  from  your  soul.  little  lion,  sheathe  your  claws,  or  the  ones  you  love  the  most  will  suffer.  you  do  not  have  to  be  strong  all  the  time  love,  there's  nothing  wrong  with  being  soft.  vulnerability  is  not  weakness,  and  if  it  were,  what's  wrong  with  that?  strength  is  not  always  your  greatest  tool,  your  heart  is  good.  put  down  excalibur,  and  use  your  words.  you'll  find  they  will  carry  you  much  farther.  not  everything  in  life  is  a  battle.

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GANGPLANK.

He  wants  to  let  the  rage  spit  out.  Make  an  example,  like  he  always  does.  A  show  of  FORCE,  but  he  doesn’t.  Not  with  her.  Not  with  the  one  person  who  saw  more  in  him  than  he  saw  in  himself.  He  wants  to  shout  her  down,  claim  she  never  cared  — 

But  he  knows  it’s  the  furthest  thing  from  the  truth.  The  blame  for  who  and  what  he  became,  it’s  his  fault  and  his  alone.  It  would  be  easy  to  cast  blame,  place  it  onto  Illaoi. But   truthfully?  HE  LOVED  HER  TOO  MUCH.  It   wasn’t  ever  her  fault. 

But  that  word. ‘Love’. It  STUNG.  He  snaps  back,  words  unapologetic  and   brazen  directed  towards  the  Truth-Bearer.  He  had  supported  her  choice  to  become  dedicated  to  her  Goddess,  but  the  damage  was  still  done.  The  impact  from  what  she  did,  even  if  he  moved  on,  was  still  present.  PAIN  manifested  in  his  words,  a  fire  raging  behind  his  eyes. ❝ DON’T  CALL  ME  THAT.  YOU  MADE  YOUR  CHOICE. ❞

He  stops  himself.  He  lets  the  bitter  silence  remain  after  the  bark.  The  absent  stare  that  follows  as  his   face;  she  knows  it.  Knows  him  better  than  anyone.  It’s  not  anger,  rage,  upset.  It  was  HURT.  Gangplank,  as  much  terror  as  the  name  invoked,  never  resented  Illaoi  for  her  decision  even  at  the  cost  of  himself.  He  holds  his  tongue,  refusing  to  say  anything  which  he  knew  would  cut  her.  

❝  THERE’S  NOT  BUT  HATE  FOR  ME  IN  BILGEWATER.  AND  YET  I’VE  STAYED.  THIS  IS  MY  PATH  FORWARD.  I  WILL  BE  KING. ❞

There’s  a  long  silence.  Looking  over  the  water,  he  lowers  his  tone.  she’s  the  one  soul  he  refuses  to  let  his  anger  or  impulse  harm.  ❝  You’re  right.❞  His  words  are  softer,  and  he  gives  her  a  look.  Pained,  despite  hidden  behind  a  mask  of  fierceness  and  stoicism.   

❝ I  WOULDN’T  HAVE  MOVED  FORWARD,  I’D  HAVE  HALTED  IN  MY  TRACKS.  STAYED  FROM  THE  PATH  I  NOW  WALK.  I  WOULD’VE  STAYED,  JUST  AS  I  WAS.  JUDGE  ME.  SCOLD  ME  FOR  IT.  BUT  I…  ❞  He  stops  himself,  a  slurry  of  swears  and  curses  leave  under  his  breath  and  yet  he  refuses  to  lash  out  at  her.  But  it  isn’t  hard  to  tell  what  he  was  going  to  say.  He  was  happy. 

    SHE  IS  UNIMPRESSED.  he  barks,  but  there  is  no  bite.  even  if  there  were,  she  would  be  equally  as  impassive.  at  the  end  of  it  all,  she  UNDERSTANDS,  but  it  is  not  her  duty  to  alleviate  him  of  this  pain.  she  only  inhales  deeply,  slow  &  calm  as  her  stare  burns  into  him,  even  as  he  looks  away  from  her.

      ❝  there  was,  &&  continues  to  be  more  at  work  for  you.  ❞  she  speaks  after  a  long  pause.  ❝  i  have  made  my  choice,  yes,  to  stand  by  my  purpose.  BUT  ...  ❞  another  pause,  contemplative  as  the  slow  in  &  exhales  she  took  were  drowned  by  the  natural  sound  around  them.  she  brings  herself  closer  to  him  —  never  touching,  never  reaching  —  but  presence  felt  nonetheless.

      ❝  my  care  for  you  remains.  you  ask  for  what  i  cannot  give,  for  it  would  be  an  affront  to  all  i  know.  you  cannot  remain,  our  fates  cannot  be  tied  by  knot,  but  this  fact  never  implied  you  were  without  my  affection.  ❞  head  tilts.  she  knows  as  well  this  still  would  not  satisfy  him,  not  fully.  perhaps  she  could  only  HOPE.

❝  am  i  not  here  now?  ❞

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YASUO

                   𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙵𝚄𝙻  𝙷𝚄𝙼   is given at her insight, as he supposes that she isn’t wrong. even still he cannot imagine himself disappearing from here without a trace as he has in so many lands before, without so much as a farewell to HER of all people. illaoi is one of the reasons he can even stomach a place so vile as bilgewater, after all ― it would feel unjust to yasuo to simply leave, even in the name of forward motion.

         ❝  i’ve  no  pressing  matters  ―  just  wanted  to  sightsee  for  a  few  days  without  the  ruined  king  looming  over  my  head.  ❞   he grins, shamelessly flicking ivory bangs out of his eyes with a slight snap of his head. the sake gourd at his hip is, as usual, ready to be UTILIZED.   ❝  well,  i’ll  never  turn  down  a  drink  in  good  company  …  but  it  would  be  nice  to  see  what  your  home  is  like,  if  you  would  honor  me  with  the  privilege.  if  it’s  anything  like  the  temples  we  explored  before  then  it  must  be  beautiful.  ❞   in truth, the buhru had held his silent fascination ever since he’d first seen them. they almost remind him of home; something in him ACHES somewhere, but there is no time, thus he merely snickers instead.

❝  especially  with  this  view  !!    i  can  see  the  whole  CITY  from  here.  ❞

      𝐇𝐎𝐖  𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓  swells  with  joy,  lips  curled  with  bright  smile  as  she  listens  to  the  ronin  speak.  her  faith  was  one  that  tended  to,  at  times,  place  some  pressure  upon  what  relationships  she  made  outside  of  her  own  ;  &  so  there  was  always  pleasure  in  any  measure  of  interest  shown  by  those  outside  of  the  Buhru.  

      ❝  an  honor  for  us  both,  then!  to  share  with  you  would  be  my  pleasure.  ❞  she  replies  —  accompanied  by  a  hearty  laugh.  ❝  i  thought  you  may  like  the  view!  &&  this  way,  I  will  make  sure  I  do  not  lose  you  to  a  stray  breeze.  ❞  more  laughter  is  spurred  as  tease  is  made,  &&  she  starts  to  walk  with  him,  hand  kept  on  him  to  ensure  security.  otherwise,  she  seemed  like  she  had  no  intention  of  setting  the  man  down.  

    it  was  easier  this  way  -  plus,  she  needn't  crane  her  neck  to  peer  down  at  him  as  they  spoke.  ❝  our  temples  are  all  the  more  beautiful  with  life  &  activity  flowing  through  them.  AH,  but  let  me  know  if  you  wish  for  me  to  set  you  back  down.  i  know  you  are  capable  of  keeping  up  just  fine.  ❞

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YASUO

unprompted  (always accepting)  ↪  @kebouros·  asked  : Picks him up and promptly sets him on her shoulders, smile warm. “Hah! I would’ve thought the wind would have taken you off by now, Yasuo. But it is good to see you.”

                   𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚂  𝙰   year ago he would have been surprised, if not mildly perturbed, by such a gesture. yasuo had never been one for being … GRABBED, he supposes is the term ― but travelling with the likes of illaoi and braum has prompted a swift change in opinion. he makes no move of resistance as she lifts him, and settles quite comfortably on her shoulders. fingers knit together and rest gently ‘pon the top of her head, and his chin tucked thereupon his knuckles. the ronin’s smile is warm as the sun’s rays hitting the docks, and so is his laugh ― no, he doesn’t mind at all.   ❝  it’s  good  to  see  you  too,  illaoi.  ❞

             he pauses for but a moment.   ❝  i  thought  about  it,  ❞   he muses out loud as he takes in the view, PLAYFULNESS evident in his tone as even the gentle breeze around them seems to ruffle their hair. yasuo merely shrugs his shoulders, peering at the priestess below with sweet amber gaze.   ❝  but  the  wind  here  is  so  carefree,  so  happy  …  i  think  i  can  stay  a  little  longer.  besides,  do  you  REALLY  think  i’d  leave  without  saying  goodbye  to  you  ??  ❞

    𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  clearly  leaves  her  in  ever  higher  spirit,  a  welcome  sight.  there  is  something  about  him  ...  he  inspires  a  sense  of  hope  &  cheer  in  her.  not  all  paths  forward  had  to  be  dark,  &  this  she  saw  most  prominent  in  him.  her  laughter  is  warm,  giving  a  fond  pat  to  his  leg.

      ❝  sometimes,  our  paths  leave  no  room  for  'good-byes'.  ❞  she  remarks,  head  tilting  just  so  that  their  gazes  could  meet.  it  was  an  unfortunate  truth  to  the  cause  of  motion  —  to  accomodate  its  speed,  certain  things  must  be  foregone.  she  knew  this  well  enough  ;  &&  so  it  was  merely  pleasant  surprise  to  catch  the  ronin  still  lingering.  an  opportunity  it  provided,  though  what  exactly  that  would  be  was  left  up  in  the  air  for  now.

  ❝  how  fortunate  we  are  that  is  not  the  case!  how  long  may  i  enjoy  your  company?  ❞  she  questions  cheerfully.  ❝  at  least  for  drinks,  or  perhaps  i  can  show  you  some  of  what  i  call  home  ?  ❞

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if ur wondering why i keep forgetting to do things here its bcoz i forgot to put my icons on my google drive. i am doing that now so i can exist while im at work LOL

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@bilgeruled   says   ; "If   you   had   just   said   the   word,   I   would've   joined   you.   In   a   heartbeat."

   𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒   𝐇𝐈𝐌   ,   expression   one   difficult   to   place.   it   spoke   of   all   sorts   of   emotion   ;   of   fondness,   of   regret,   of   longing   —   but   it   ends   only   in   a   solemn   certainty.   

            ❝   this,   I   know.   ❞   she   says   in   a   sigh,   and   for   a   moment   her   eyes   close.   even   now,   he   remains   in   a   fond   place   in   her   heart,   regardless   of   what   has   happened   since.   ❝   but   i   know   better,   Gangplank.   you   would   not   be   moving   forward,   if   you   had   been   beside   me.   Perhaps,   I   am   part   of   your   desire,   yes   —   but   as   it   were,   to   bind   yourself   to   me   ...   that   is   not   the   motion   meant   for   your   life.   it   would   draw   to   a   slow   &&   terrible   halt.   My   goddess   has   shown   you   the   way   forward.   ❞

      she   pauses,   and   her   tone   is   just   a   little   lighter.   ❝   turn   your   focus   forward,   love,   not   backward.❞   

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ok . pffbbtbthgn i only have like 30 minutes left of work (yes i made this blog at work dont look at me) soooo. like. for illaoi in your inbox 💚💚 bitches can’t make me write starters i dont even have tags yet

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