a glorious evolution

18+ independent roleplay blog for Viktor from Arcane: League of Legends

[mxchineherald]

"when you want to change the world... ...don't ask for permission."

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[mxchineherald]

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[mxchineherald]

ooc :: I am alive! I'm just also having a hard time coming back. I feel so behind on a lot of stuff, and I don't have the capacity for 5+ paragraph posts, anymore. I hope to come back soon, and I hope everyone is ok with my new limitations.

[mxchineherald]

✨(Sky for S1 boys?) @runes-menagerie

[ send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on new year's eve. ]

"Happy New Year, Miss--" Oh, he feels lips on his mouth, so his speech turns to startled mumbles as he perks up like a spooked cat. He's stiff as she parts from him, blinking quickly as a red flush swallows his face. "O-Oh! I...T-thank you, Miss Young. The first kiss of the year, yes? I must admit, I was not thinking of it." He rubs the back of his neck nervously, swallowing back the lump in his throat. "Well, anyway, I should...get us some champagne!"

He purposefully turns his head a little so her kiss lands on the bridge between his cheek and lips, though even the softest touch on his mouth is enough to get him blushing. He chuckles warmly and wraps an arm around her shoulders, giving her a little playful wobble. "Happy New Year!! Incredible, isn't it? A night like this is just the perfect way to bring in the year. I'm happy to be spending it here, with you."

[mxchineherald]

✨(Sky for S2 boys) @runes-menagerie

[ send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on new year's eve. ]

Viktor's eyes brighten with warmth as her lips meet his, and he embraces Her around the small of her waist in a hug as they kiss. After a moment's intimacy, he parts from her and lifts a hand to rub her back. "My Heart, I love you so much. Truly, every year with you is a gift."

Jayce leans down into the kiss, given their difference in height, and then picks her up around the waist in a spin, even if it hurts his leg to do so. Once he sets her down he parts from her, wincing just a little at his aching knee. "Ouch. Not as limber as I used to be, eheh... Anyway, thank you for all the love you give me, I plan on returning the favor."

[elisethetraveller]

There were definitely worse outcomes for whom she could run into down in the fissures. Had she been less dedicated to staying upright, Elise might even have reasoned that it was probably people from the commune. No one else really came down this far, since with the commune closed, there was little reason to. As it was, the mage was slightly, but pleasantly, surprised to see a healed she had not met before. A relief that was short-lived as she spotted Luon's familiar face. Kind as ever, she cannot quite stop the softness in her expression as he immediately offers her help.

The smart thing would be to drop the illusion, let the Healed and Luon take her to the commune. They would have the equipment she needed to remove the shive from her flesh. But that had not been her destination.

She could handle this on her own.

She did not want to scare Luon.

A tight-lipped smile, or at least Elise hoped it was a smile and not a grimace, was the only greeting she gave Luon. He was a bright young boy, and she did not want to risk him recognizing her voice. Hopefully, the injury made for an appropriate excuse for her lack of speech. She lets herself curl a little, let the bloody spot seep through the illusion, before nodding. Drawing in air, it hissed past her teeth as she took a step in the direction she already knew the commune to be, using her least bloody hand to gesture for the others to lead the way.

[mxchineherald]

 Luon, upon noticing the blooming red in the fabric of her clothes, knit his brow tight with worry. His hand reached out to take her free hand, not caring about the blood that might get on his own in the process. “It’ll be okay,” It was clearly something he had picked up from Viktor, that phrase, but he was earnest in his delivery. He turned, then, to lead her, while Margo took the point of position to guide down the winding path to the commune.

 It wouldn’t take long, with both of them knowing the way by heart. Margo carried the scrap metal and glass in sacks over her shoulders, while Luon kept himself occupied by the task to holding Elise’s hand, gentle but steady. “We’re almost there,” said Margo with measured calmness, “Try to hold on. I’m sure we can help you…” She closed her eyes, and for a moment it seemed as though she was somewhere else. When her eyes opened, she looked far more resolute. “He knows.”

 “Okay,” Luon nodded, looking back up at the woman’s face. “If the Herald knows, he’ll have everything ready for us. You’ll be taken care of.”

 Within view was the main gate to the commune, and standing within the arch was something less of a man and more of a beast. Long ears twitched with keen hearing, and glowing red eyes fixed on the incoming group. There was an exuding aura of readiness, with a stance prepared for quick movement.

[mxchineherald]

✨X3

[ send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on new year's eve. ]

As he turns his head from the chiming clock to say his celebrations to Kitt, he's instead met with her lips against his. His eyes open wide in surprise, and his lips purse to match her kiss. He blinks a few times before wrapping an arm around her and falling into the kiss. He finally closes his eyes and hold himself there with her for a few moments, then pulls back to softly smile to her and quietly say, "Happy New Year, Kittrina. I will cling to as many more as I can, just to be with you."

[mxchineherald]

ooc :: Happy New Year, everyone! I'm happy to have been here, even with breaks, to write with all of you and make fun stories and great connections! Thank you all for being such bright lights in my otherwise dull and drab life, and for helping me explore parts of this character I never would have otherwise!

I hope in the coming year I can tell even more stories with all of you, and have even more fun! I hope you guys get to enjoy a peaceful year of growth, happiness, and opportunity!

Special shout outs go to:

@sanguine-salvation/@beroya-vhett, @runes-menagerie, @zaunitespride, @elisethetraveller, @arcanescholxr, @oflostinfound, @bleedinghearth, @zaunite-hound, @sfaradi, @brokenbladesandfaces and many more!!!

[mxchineherald]

✨ (on the cheek)

[ send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on new year's eve. ]

As the contact is made, his face reads of someone who's been taken a bit by surprise. Quickly, however, he sinks into a smile and hummed chortle, eyes closing and teeth showing. "Well now, I must return such friendship in kind." He leans over and pecks her back on the cheek with warmth in his eyes. "Happy New Year, Elise. May this trip around our star be marked with joy and peace."

[thedevilsmemes]

Send ✨to kiss my muse at midnight on New Year's Eve.

[elisethetraveller]

It was perhaps silly. The underground, despite its chaos and noise, was no more dangerous than so many other places. But the recent conflict still lingered in the air, and she desperately wanted this outing to go well. To give Viktor a chance to see the world carry on. Give him a chance to carry on as well. So perhaps she was on high alert, and maybe the Vastaya did not actually require her to look twice, but the mage would rather do a double take than be surprised.

While Elise had half-expected them to take the front door, she did not hesitate to follow Viktor into the alley, expecting exactly what was there. A second door, less ostentatious, with a low-hanging knocker and a mail slot, presumably for staff and friends of the brothel. As he glanced back at her, the pale woman simply smiled and gestured encouragingly to the door.

Recognition was one of her favourite expressions to witness, and while it differed from person to person, there were some commonalities. The way a person's eyes widened, sometimes accompanied by a smile. How the shoulders sank, just a little, as the body became more at ease in familiar company. From her spot off to the side, Elise could not see if Viktor reacted the same way, but the soft nickname led her to believe so. For a short moment, she could even imagine a younger man, brown-haired as he was now, with the help of the illusion, standing in front of this door, waiting to see his mother.

The image gave way to Viktor as he was now, waving her over to the door. She gladly took his spot, trying to avoid the nervous impulse to tug at a loose string in her sleeve.

"Yes, hello." A hand, not scarred in this form, came up to rest over her heart. "My name is Elise." What else was she supposed to share with this woman? What else could she share? "I am new to the city, which is probably why you have not seen me before."

[mxchineherald]

 “New to town, eh? You chose a helluva time to take a visit, Elise.” Those large eyes took her in up and down. The viewport slammed shut, and shortly after, the small door was pushed open wide enough for an aged Yordle to slip through. Her red hair was up in a teased bun, and her body shrouded in a powder blue silk dressing gown, which hung loose about her shoulders, exposing her bra straps. She walked up to the woman, her head tilting up to keep looking at her face.

 There was slight tension, perhaps for a moment, before she fell into a relaxed and cheeky smile. “Oh, honey, don’t you worry. Any friend of Anya’s boy is a friend of mine.” She waved her hand, which held a long stemmed cigarette holder, in a smooth little swirl to create a circle of smoke. “I’m Babette. I used to be Viktor’s mother’s madame. He’s like a grandson.”

 She then turned toward Viktor, approaching with her arms open wide. He knelt down to her, making sure to keep his arms shrouded in plush robes to hug her. When they drew apart, her eyes were lined with tears. She quickly swiped them away and cleared her throat. “I…I’m between clients at the moment, Vivi. I don’t have much time to catch up…” Her voice was tinged with regret.

 “You?” he stared in shock, “Working again? I thought you had moved on to management exclusively…”

 With a sigh, she glanced to Elise, ten tipped her head into a shrug. It wasn’t a private matter, to her. “Had to take the trade back up after we lost so many girls. Between the gas attacks and the Beast of Stillwater, well…”

 Viktor’s face paled at the mention of the ‘Beast’. He knew exactly who she spoke of; the very man he’d taken in and Healed. His last Healing, specifically. Vander. He looked to Elise, then back to Babette. “So much life lost… I am sorry.” He spoke genuinely, sorrow in his gaze.

 “… So…” Babette took a drag on her cigarette, blowing out a cloud of smoke. “… When Councilor Talis comes to check in on the Lanes Committee, am I supposed to keep my mouth shut?” Her bluntness caught Viktor off guard, and struck him silent. He stammered a little at the very mention of the man, it seemed.

[mxchineherald]

If you could do anything at all today, what would it be?

[ simple asks to help bolster ask culture again ]

Realistically, I'd love to just go out to a cafe and write replies and original work all day. Just enjoy the ambience of a warm environment with bustling life around.

Fantastically, I'd dream of going to Wales to visit the sights and connect with my roots! Maybe stay at a cottage by the sea and keep myself barely warm by the fire with a cup of chai.

[mxchineherald]

What's something you learned recently?

[ simple asks to help bolster ask culture again ]

ooc :: I learned that the JP VA for the Giraffe in Revue Starlight is actually the same VA for Seto Kaiba from Yu Gi Oh! I can pick his voice out ANYWHERE, because I've heard it so much!

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[mxchineherald]

ooc :: Happy holidays every one! I'm happy to have all of your in my rp life, and hope you all have a wonderful xmas and new year!

[muppeteyes1001]

When Jayce reaches out to comfort her once more, she didn't pull away from it. She has known him long enough to know how much he cares for those close to him. And that includes her, as well. She very much appreciated the kind gesture as it mentally kept her from sinking more into sorrow.

As he revealed just how much Viktor thought of her and how important her presence had been, she blinks in surprise. Though it was true that she and Viktor did share a strong bond, she honestly did not think that it was to such a degree. Viktor was normally not the type to share his feelings with most folks. But to the few he did show it too, it would usually be in a casual manner. Feeling much more comfortable being open and free around them alone.

After hearing Jayce mention about Viktor disclosing his Miner's Disease to her before him, she gently snaps out of her thoughts before her expression becomes more apologetical. Her gaze briefly lowering to the floor, she folds her arms across her chest in a self-soothing manner.

"Ta be honest .. The only reason he told me was because it kinda .. slipped out in conversation ... I mean, even then .. He was really hesitant to talk about it" She began before turning her gaze back up to Jayce.

"I .. I'm sure he would've told ya about his illness, too ... An' I reckon you've already known something was up ... He probably just didn't want you ta worry 'bout him even more"

At the sound of the door to Viktor's room opening, her attention immediately darts towards it. Seeing the nurse emerge and carefully closing the door behind her, she already wanted to ask how he was doing. However, as the nurse began to inform she and Jayce that he was given some meds to calm him and tend to his pain, she gives a relieved sigh before pushing back a small lock of her hair from her face. Politely holding her tongue for the moment as she continued to listen.

Upon hearing that Viktor needs his meals to help him recover, she gave a soft hum in understanding. He had barely touched his breakfast this morning, so his body craving nourishment may have just added to his difficulty walking earlier .. And possibly even played a small part in his burst of anger.

At Jayce's inquiry if they could manage getting Viktor to eat, Kitt looks back over at the scientist and nods. Her eyes beginning to show a tiny spark of determination. "Y..Yeah ... I think I can get him ta tuck into somethin' ... I've been doing so for the past few days without much fuss"

When the nurse mentions that she would have another tray of food brought up, Kitt then remembers what happened a few minutes ago and looks over at the curry stain that now marked the bottom edge of her tunic shirt and lap. She then takes in a breath to relieve the touch of anxiety she still felt before looking back over at the nurse and offering her a small smile and nod.

"That would be great .. Thank you .. Truly" Kitt responds to her in a soft tone.

[mxchineherald]

 He lets the smile on his face grow at her gentle reluctance to accept her importance. She’s so humble that accepting how important she is might be difficult to manage. He understands the feeling well, having seen the same reluctance in Viktor’s eyes whenever he was being praised too highly. He nods his head and says, “I think it’s a good thing he opened up to you, first. I…I fret. I worry. I panic. It’s not exactly something you’d wanna be met with after revealing something that difficult. But you… You’ve got this talent for keeping hope in your heart.”

 Once the decision to see Viktor again is made, he nods his head and puts an arm against her upper back for support. he looks to the nurse and leans over to whisper something to her, and gets a nod in return before the nurse turns and walks back down the hall. Helping to guide her back through the doorway, Jayce braces himself for what he’d see from his partner.

 Sitting upright on the bed, but propped up by pillows, is Viktor. His eyes are reddened from tears, and his cheeks blushed from his still lingering shame. He’s in the midst of fidgeting with the hem of his blanket when he hears them approaching. His eyes look up before his head lifts, like there’s a lag in his mind’s signals. He sniffs unevenly, gaze widening when he sees the stains on her clothes. “… Oh, Kitt… I… I am sorry…” he says morosely, eyes averting back to his lap. “I s-should not have…” His jaw trembles, and his swallows to steady it again.

 Jayce stands at the door, his hand only hovering against Kitt’s back to allow her freedom of movement. He knits his brow at the sight of Viktor looking so emotionally wrought. It’s such a rare sight that he can’t recall the last time he witnessed it.

 Viktor shakes his head, gripping the blanket in both hands. “I ruined your clothes… Shouted at you… It was not right to treat you that way…”

[mxchineherald]

ooc :: OKAY I KNOW IT'S ONLY ONE POST but I am starting to get back to things! Possibly more tomorrow if I have energy after the shopping trip for holiday dinner 🫠