The Hand of Noxus

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[hemoplagues-deactivated20141002]

I FUCKING HATE DARIUS

[noxuswillrise]

-in a taunting vlad tone- STAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWPPPPP

[hemoplagues-deactivated20141002]

Darius is such a cute little trash baby. He needs to go jump off a cliff.

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[hemoplagues-deactivated20141002]

Taking that as a yes! Fine! I don’t need you anyways!

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[ Trying to find other people to roleplay with but i go through the league rp tag and most of it is ooc its rather painful. ]

[hemoplagues-deactivated20141002]

What!? You trying to cheat on me with other Vladimirs!!!??

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[ Trying to find other people to roleplay with but i go through the league rp tag and most of it is ooc its rather painful. ]

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[hemoplagues-deactivated20141002]

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"My absolute favorite lap dog." Venom dripped from the words that pulled out of his glossy lips. His lips pulling up, fine sharp teeth slowly showing also showing. "Has your master loosen your leash? Are you finally permitted to actually act on your own? Oh, my deepest apologies." Vlad would hang his head as if he was being sincere. "You are not capable of thinking for your self."

[noxuswillrise]

" Are you finished with your insults? You're giving me quite the headache. " He groaned from annoyance. " Master? Hah, Swain might be the grand tactician, but he does not control my being. " He retorted with a cocky smirk. " I operate, and conduct things as I see as priority. I only see for a strong and powerful Noxus to raise. If Swain were to waver from that, he would fall from that high horse he put himself to. " He darted his eyes towards Vlad with aggression. " You as well, get in my way and you'll see yourself to an early end, Hemomancer. "

[noxuswillrise]

Blood Lord.

"A Harvest moon. How aptly named."

[fortunasbounty-deactivated20141]

"Darius talking makes me want to sleep. I have never met someone so boring."

[noxuswillrise]

" Just like how the sight of you makes me want to hurl? I can’t stand the stench of low-tide. "

[fortunasbounty-deactivated20141]

"Oh, you’re still here? I thought you would have gone and clunked off somewhere not near me. Perhaps someone else can deal with your grumping and griping. Because let met tell you, hearing that same tone of voice from you ALL the time, makes ME want to hurl! You are more plain than a piece of bread."

[noxuswillrise]

" Me? Still here? Obviously, you're standing in my office, inside of my quarters. I'm not ' clunking off ' somewhere else, I'm sitting here trying to get work done, and you just show up asking me about if I knew how to swim. "

[fortunasbounty-deactivated20141]

"Darius talking makes me want to sleep. I have never met someone so boring."

[noxuswillrise]

" Just like how the sight of you makes me want to hurl? I can't stand the stench of low-tide. "

[noxuswillrise]

"Do you even know how to swim? Like..? Last I heard no water in Noxous so I suggest keeping your nose away from Bilgewater, seeing as you might just sink."

" Swim? Me? I do actually, to be the strongest city-state, one must be prepared to fight on any type of terrain, may it be by land or sea, Noxus will dominate on any field. We've all trained on swimming to increase our stamina as well. As soldiers, we take many strides to improve our bodies to become the best soldiers in order to win any battle, at any means possible. "

[bestindemacia-deactivated201401]

"Cold heart, hot handed, shallow minded Noxian Slam your axe into my heart Feel my blade sting into you Dance slowly with me Waltz along with me It is the last waltz you will have”

[noxuswillrise]

" Ill tempered, hot headed, arrogant Demacian   Your rapier striking a kink in my armor   Bringing you closer as it digs into my body.   Can you surely last this last waltz with me? "

[ask-kavyn-deactivated20250622]

And once again, his anger rose.  I did not leave her for anyone!  I was stuck in a situation that I couldn’t get out of.  I told her that myself, yet she wouldn’t believe me!"

Hearing of her constantly coming back to Noxus to see this man, it wasn’t doing well for Kavyn’s temper, his hands slowly forming into fists.  Lock away memories?  It was those very memories going away that got him into this mess.  It was a burden to bear.  Asking for them to go away would be a coward’s choice.  He was a rogue, not a coward.

"The memories of Fiora are precious to me.  The day I encountered her when they were gone, I’ve torn at my brain simply to remember every piece of her!  She was everything to me!  Do you know how it feels to have what you needed all your life, losing it, and then finding it again just to see it be in someone else’s possession?!”

the thief’s voice was becoming more and more demented, a sign of his cursed soul resonating with his sorrow, as well as his anger.  The ground shook, and the very air seemed to vibrate.  Knowing what was happening, the thief tried once again to calm himself down, his chest still burning, but his mind still sane.

"I won’t fight you… if I did, then she would hate me more than she does right now, and that’s saying something." he spoke, though his fists were still clenched, his knuckles cracking.

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" Didn't you think that her not returning to your side was for a very simple reason? The past tends to repeat itself, and one must move forward if they are ever wanting to move on. " Darius crossed his arms and let out a sigh, as he continued to become more and more angry, and aggressive.

As he heard his voice began to warp, he raised a brow. A interest seemed to be peaked in him, from what he witnessed." My possession? What is she to me, a trophy? She's my wife yes, but it doesn't mean I own Fiora. " Darius thought to himself. " Look, child. Just because I'm now married to the one you so cared for soooo much, doesn't mean she's just another toy, or trophy to me. She isn't in my possession. She is in my company. I would watch myself if I were you, someone cursed like yourself might stir a bit of trouble if you were to lose control. I wouldn't have to call a favor from someone to have it settled. "

" And I know she would be upset if you were to try to fight with me. Not with you honestly, with me honestly. " He let off a sigh, and shrug, not particularly caring. " Look, you're a thief, rouge, assassin, whatever you wish to call yourself. You should know more then I do how to hide your own emotions. I'm a soldier, battle ready, able to deploy and fight where it's needed. We all have our place, remember where yours is. "

[noxuswillrise]

" Steal my wife hm? A bit ahead of yourself, if I don’t say so myself. I already know she’s moved on from you. She’s told me plenty, I just choose not to do anything about it. I don’t fear you, or your actions, I should be afraid of what /She/ might do to you. I wouldn’t want to cover up a mess that my own precious Fiora would make."

He crosses his arms and sighs. " Sometimes, we just have to face our mistakes, and understand sometimes we can’t rectify them as much as we want to, all we can do is accept it. Don’t fight it, just let it go it’s course. "

[ask-kavyn-deactivated20250622]

Taking a deep breath, Kavyn slowly cooled his head as Darius talked, “You don’t need to worry about me in terms of such things.  I’ve fought Fiora a number of times before.  It was through those fights that had originally brought us close to begin with." he laughed, but the scars that the duelist had left on his body still burned from the memories.

"Is that another of your reasons for seeing me?  To tell me to just let it go and move on?" Kavyn gave a small laugh, which showed a small choke on his own grief. "… Oh how I wish it were that easy."

[noxuswillrise]

" I know of your little rooftop fights, don't you think she's told me everything? When you left her for whoever it was you did, who was it again... Sarah Fortune? Who do you think she came to after she found out? Me. Locked up in my barracks, several nights crying her eyes out, repeating the same thing over and over again. ' What did I do to deserve this. '. So I kept her by my side, until she felt better and went back her way to Demacia. The rest isn't important, but you can assume she did make several return trips back to Noxus. "

He let out a sigh. " No one said it was easy, then again. Didn't you lose your memory of her because of... Magic? Why don't you find a summoner, or something to lock away those memories again if they pain you so? My reasons for seeing you, shouldn't matter honestly. There is no battle, no fight. That is unless, you want to be foolish and want to strike the first blow. "

[ask-kavyn-deactivated20250622]

"Well, well, look who it is.  What do you want with me, Darius?"

[noxuswillrise]

" Hm? I supposed you could call it.. ’ Keeping tabs ‘. I think you’re familiar with the term. "

[ask-kavyn-deactivated20250622]

"What?  The big and strong Noxian warrior afraid that I’m going to swoop in and steal his wife?  I honestly don’t care what you and Fiora do, it’s obvious that she’s moved on from me.  I don’t like it, but that’s how it is."

Inside, he was at boiling point, just doing well in hiding it.

[noxuswillrise]

" Steal my wife hm? A bit ahead of yourself, if I don't say so myself. I already know she's moved on from you. She's told me plenty, I just choose not to do anything about it. I don't fear you, or your actions, I should be afraid of what /She/ might do to you. I wouldn't want to cover up a mess that my own precious Fiora would make."

He crosses his arms and sighs. " Sometimes, we just have to face our mistakes, and understand sometimes we can't rectify them as much as we want to, all we can do is accept it. Don't fight it, just let it go it's course. "

[ask-kavyn-deactivated20250622]

"Well, well, look who it is.  What do you want with me, Darius?"

[noxuswillrise]

" Hm? I supposed you could call it.. ' Keeping tabs '. I think you're familiar with the term. "

[fiora-thegrandduelist]

"Tch! Shut your filthy mouth you swine!" Damn it all to hell he was right! The sun was still up, if you call that ugly ass murky grey the sun in Noxus. Filthy, filthy! She missed the blue skies of Demacia that ranged from cloudly to clear as could be. When he walk towards her, she got defensive, holding up the Rapier towards him. His suggestion was good though, for a Noxian. She was a bit hungry, but the stew needed more time. This would actually work to her advantage.

"Well, the stew is just about ready, but it needs more time. And I still need to make your side dishes. Speaking of which." Fiora followed him as he walked to put her Rapier under his Axe. Probably the biggest symbol of their Marriage was having the weapons so close to one another. It was what made them who they were. Fiora reached out slowly, she would about to take hold of his arm, she was a bit clumsy when she was first waking up. But she stoped and put her arm back at her side. A huff comming from her as she lazily glanced around.

The home was very nice indeed. Fiora had demanded that she be the one to decorate. She knew full well if she let him do what ever the hell he wanted, it woud be cluttered, gross, and just not a home! This was their home together, not a storage. So it would damn well be decorated like one. And of course have Demacian touches. From some tables, to a vase of flowers. She had even put candles in a few key spots. Such as their dinner table. When ever they had special meals together, when they would sit close those had to be lighted. Though the lighting to her was still a bit dim to her, this was bright to Darius. Shocking how different their ways of being grown up differed. But she grew up under a blue sky, and him this.. ugly ass grey color they called bright. So gross.

Stuck in her own thoughts though she bumped into his back. Feeling the luke warm fabric of his cape was a bit of a surpise to her. Wait a minute. A cape..? He was still in his armor!? That stupid oaf. “DARIUS!" Fiora snapped out loudly at him, cold blue eyes narrowing. And then he has the nerve to treat it as nothing. How dare he help her gain her balance, and then so kindly guide her. The sleepy Demacian was about to have a fit, and that fit was still ready about to come out. Just look at him sitting in his chair. The Demacian grolwed a bit as she started to stir the stew that would very soon be ready. After she was done stiring and closed the lid once more she would turn, a sweet smile on her face.

Walking up to him she would place her hands onto his shoulders. “Darius. Mi Amor…" She would say softly to him. And then she would start to shake him. Though he was so muscular, and heavy he went practically no where. “WHY IS THAT ARMOR STILL ON!? Are you an idiot!? Well, yes you are one! But still! Why are you still wearing it!?" Of course Darius could translate to what this actually meant.

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He look behind, seeing her angry face which just finished shouting at him. " My armor? Are you sick, Fiora? This is clearly my night robe, I took off my armor as soon as I got into the house, it's on my stand in our room. " Darius stood up, and placed his forehead against her's, trying to feel for a temperature, she was slightly warm.

" Look, you've been pushing yourself way to much lately, why don't I take you to our room, and I'll get you something to eat. I wouldn't want to catch what you have. " He nudged her aside, walking her back to their room. Last thing he would want is for his own wife to catch a cold, or fever. Walking into their room, he picks her off of her feet and lays her down, pulling the blanket over her waist to keep her warm. He puts his hand on her forehead again, she's still slightly warm, the stew she's making would probably be best for her to get some of her strength back and fight what's making her ill.

" I'll finish up the food, and bring you some. For the mean time stay here and don't move. That's an order, Fiora. " He commanded as he walked off into the kitchen. His wife is sick, as a husband... He should be doing something to make her feel better right? Walking to the kitchen, he grabs some dough from the ice box that has been prepared a few days ago. Some bread with the stew would be good, it'll fill her quickly. Darius grabs a cutting board, along with a knife and places the dough on the board. Cutting into several long strips he cuts up all the dough, then swiftly ties them into knots and places them on a tin board. He sprinkles a bit of salt, garlic and basil over the top before he places them into the oven to cook.

He continues to overlook the stew, as he waits for the bread to finish cooking. Once everything was cooked he takes the bread out of the oven, and places them in a basket to cool off a little, grabbing a ladle and bowl he scoops up broth, meat, and vegetables filling it slightly to the top. Placing it on a large plate, he places two rolls of bread next to the bowl and carries it out to her room. He places the plate on the night stand, and sits Fiora upright against the headboard of the bed. Grabbing the tray he brought with him from the kitchen, he places it over her lap making a small table, he grabs the plate with bowl and bread and places it in front of her.