More like the League of Darius

Noxus will rise.

[noxusrising-blog]

pains-paladin said: "No."

"Well fuck you too..."

[noxusrising-blog]

Band Practice (Open)

Darius kicked over a garbage can in the Institute lobby. 

"Who wants to make a band?" 

[leagueofdrabbles]

[leagueofdrabbles]

Talon grunted in agreement, shifting uneasily on his feet - but then again, politics always made Talon uneasy. Standing around in one place, for any other reason other than combat, was not something that appealed to Talon at all.

Talon sighed at the mention of Katarina’s name. “She has no clue. Neither does Cassiopeia, for that matter. It’s like the General just vanished into midair."

It made him unhappy, that all his attempts to find a man he greatly respected had failed so…well, quietly. Talon had yet to even find a solid lead. That knowledge alone frustrated him. As a top assassin, he was trained in the highest arts of infiltration, stealth, and espionage…yet he could not track down a single lead on the disappearance of his mentor.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Well, if anyone knew how to disappear, it was that man. I wouldn’t take it as too much of a slight."

[leagueofdrabbles]

Talon nodded in agreement, but privately he was uneasy about the matter. General Du Couteau was not one to simply vanish when when he was needed around Noxus - and he was needed. Even more so was the fact that Katarina and Cassiopeia had both been hit hard by the man’s disappearance - and the man would at least leave some form of communication before vanishing. He wouldn’t leave his own House in such turmoil - it was too vulnerable to the other houses of Noxus.

Aloud he said, “Perhaps. Still, I feel it is my duty to at least seek the man out."

[noxusrising-blog]

Darius shrugged. "Then do it." He didn't say it with any intonation, but more so reaffirmed Talon's statement. 

[kumunguhuntress]

Mourning (FoJ Theme Open)

[noxusrising-blog]

Darius stood with his hands in his pockets, chin tilted up to the sky. He felt cloaked in the darkness and for once that felt like a good thing. 

"Yes." It was a simple answer for a complex pain. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how many people he’d lost that were close to him once. Mostly he thought of friends in war, and tried to keep the thoughts of the family he’d lost out of his head. 

[kumunguhuntress]

Staring up at the warrior, Nidalee could sense the slight turmoil within him which quickly subsided.  It seemed all of the champions of the League had lost something near and dear to them, many of them with no explanation whatsoever.  They all had their own ways with coping, even Nidalee, but even the huntress had a hard time sometimes.

Rising to her feet, Nidalee nodded at Darius and rested a hand on his shoulder.  "Thank you for your presence tonight, you’ve eased this beast’s pain," she said quietly.

[noxusrising-blog]

Aw yeah.

[the-mastertactician-blog]

Swiggity Sass, Fuck Demacia in the Ass.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Ha, actually he is heard fairly frequently threatening Noxian properties. People, state, whatever. If he moves to carry through with any of those threats however, he’ll find me waiting, more than eager to smash him into oblivion." 

[the-mastertactician-blog]

"The first step he takes in advance our beautiful nation, he will be met by darkness. And not that petty corruption that clings to him, and him to it; true darkness…"  He paused.

Realizing that he’d lost his composure, Swain straightened his back all proper and affixed  his calmed eyes on Darius once more. 

"Enough of this boy though; your battles, on and off the fields, they’ve been handled with ease I assume. Your martial prowess was unmatched last I checked, you should take a look into the arcane. You’d become quite the devastating weapon in combat."

[noxusrising-blog]

Stroking his ax passionately, he whispered his response to Swain. 

"No. My baby is too precious to me." 

[the-mastertactician-blog]

Swiggity Sass, Fuck Demacia in the Ass.

[the-mastertactician-blog]

"Well so long as he hasn’t threatened any Noxian grounds or sovereigns. we might avoid direct for confrontation for a time…"

Swain lowered his hood to spit out of the room into the hall in disgust of the thought. He promptly returned the scarf to his face.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Ha, actually he is heard fairly frequently threatening Noxian properties. People, state, whatever. If he moves to carry through with any of those threats however, he'll find me waiting, more than eager to smash him into oblivion." 

[the-fallen-angel-morgana-deacti]

"Offended me? Why, no," Morgana shook her head, a bit flustered by how the word managed to trigger something in her head. "Ah, it's just that the word really rang a bell in my head. Thought it would stir up some of my lost memories, but it's fine." 

She put aside her little outburst and insisted, "Well, let's not just keep standing here awkwardly, we've got an Execution to go see!" Excitement lit up in her eyes. Perhaps the thrill of bloodshed and violence is what she needed. Yes, just what she needed to start feeling like her old self again.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Sorry, I really don't know too much about your history... so... sorry I can't be more help, hah..."

"Anyway, there aren't any today, but I'll contact you in the next few days about seeing Draven. I have to admit that he knows how to please a crowd."

[the-mastertactician-blog]

Swiggity Sass, Fuck Demacia in the Ass.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Pansies? The actual flowers or the countless ranks of Demacians and Ionians? Hah!" Darius contemplated it though.

"If I avoid anyone for drama’s sake, it’s essentially them. Any Demacians or Ionians." He rubbed the back of his head helplessly. “Oh, no, wait. Varus. He’s like a fly on a horses ass." 

[the-mastertactician-blog]

"Really? I’d heard, the already renowned archer, was now corrupted by a source that enhanced his strength. Is he not utilizing such power? Is he wasting the gift? Or is his personality just that of a child, throwing about in bed as he believes that his "affliction" is truly an ailment?"

After harboring a contemplative scowl, well into about thirty seconds he spoke again;

"Regardless of his attitude, I’ll be awaiting a chance to test his prowess in combat. He will approach me sooner or later; and when he does, we’ll be having some fun, I do so believe."

[noxusrising-blog]

"I'm sure you'll enjoy it. Yeah, he apparently fell into the well that housed the corruption he was meant to guard... or something like that. I don't really know, and to be honest I don't really care how he came about being what he is today. The man is a nuisance." 

[noxusrising-blog]

No. You will not take my lamp!

I mean. Hey, if it works, it works, you know?

[noxusrising-blog]

uhhhh yeah i guess?

Well then! Welcome to the Nox Squad! We should get you a real weapon though...

[noxusrising-blog]

Ummmm, why?

To... to join the Nox Squad. Duh. All the cool kids are on the Nox Squad. You wanna be cool right?

[noxusrising-blog]

What does that require?

I dunno, you wanna live in Noxus?

[noxusrising-blog]

No i'm looking for a worthy fighter

"Wanna join the Nox Squad?"

[leagueofdrabbles]

[leagueofdrabbles]

Talon grunted in agreement, shifting uneasily on his feet - but then again, politics always made Talon uneasy. Standing around in one place, for any other reason other than combat, was not something that appealed to Talon at all.

Talon sighed at the mention of Katarina’s name. “She has no clue. Neither does Cassiopeia, for that matter. It’s like the General just vanished into midair."

It made him unhappy, that all his attempts to find a man he greatly respected had failed so…well, quietly. Talon had yet to even find a solid lead. That knowledge alone frustrated him. As a top assassin, he was trained in the highest arts of infiltration, stealth, and espionage…yet he could not track down a single lead on the disappearance of his mentor.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Well, if anyone knew how to disappear, it was that man. I wouldn't take it as too much of a slight."

[noxusrising-blog]

Well you seem fitting enough

"Are you coming onto me?"

[the-mastertactician-blog]

Swiggity Sass, Fuck Demacia in the Ass.

noxusrising replied to your post: "Well met Swain! It’s been some time since last we spoke. How have you fared?"

"So, to get to business, then; any pansies I should keep an eye out for in the institute nowadays?" Swain asked, now with folded arms, a smug grin creeping up his face beneath his scarf.

[noxusrising-blog]

"Pansies? The actual flowers or the countless ranks of Demacians and Ionians? Hah!" Darius contemplated it though.

"If I avoid anyone for drama's sake, it's essentially them. Any Demacians or Ionians." He rubbed the back of his head helplessly. "Oh, no, wait. Varus. He's like a fly on a horses ass."