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Knocking on the door, the youngest of Marcus du Couteau's daughters waited for his usual 'Come in.' before she opened the door and came in. The long brown locks of her hair fell over her shoulders on her chest as she bowed in front of the red-haired male, a soft smile appearing on her lips. "Father... I got some new information about situation in Freljord as you wished to know. Would you like to hear it now or are you busy with some paper work?"
“Ah … Now would be fine, Cassiopia. Has another ancient being sprung up from the ice?” He couldn’t help but smile as his daughter strode into the room, a spitting image of her mother. While not gifted with her elder sisters combat capabilities, the youngest of the Du Couteaus had her own set of skills. “Who did this information come through, our Winters Claw informants?” It had already been a short time since he had returned, he had dived back into his work, awakening long dormant parts of his intelligence networks.
LONG LOST FATHER:
“Oh-ho. You know what they about double-dipping, my dear.” Marcus looked back at his daughter from the documents on his desk, her own wistful eyes meeting his own that would not seem out of place on a noxian predator, which honestly was not a bad way to describe Marcus.
“Hmm. Stability in the region would be helpful to rebuilding our networks. The raise of Lissandra changed far too much for my liking, at the least, a peace between the Claw and the Avarosan would help.”
The general tried to act like nothing had changed, like he had never completely disappeared from their lives. Cassiopia seemed surprisingly unaffected, for better or worse, but this only worried Marcus.
“Offer the Avarosans DuCouteau aid, but be sure to keep it as hands off as possible.”
It was one of the gifts her father ever gave her. Not to show any kind of weakness. Though deep inside, she felt still upset over him disappearing so suddenly before. Every year on Snowdown, she made the finest present for the General, waiting for him to come back, however, this year, he finally appeared. It made the brunette smile a little at the thought.
“Not much is known about the Ice Witch’s activities, father. Only thing known is that she wants to resurrect so called watchers and became an ally with the Freljordian tribe of trolls lead by Trundle. The real motives are unknown and so is the location, however, I don’t think it is smart to interfere with the witch. Rather leave Avarosans and Winter’s Claw to fight, though them becoming allies would be better for both sides. They could try to destroy the Ice Witch and then fight again. Though Winter’s Claw is a lot stronger now. They have camps and own forges. Some of their blacksmiths can forge weapons out of true ice which is long lost arcana magic ritual connected with runes.”
She was affected. Some time after he disappeared, she left to visit Shurima. Meet new countries and lands. There, she met a certain bandit she fell in love with, but he left her after three months. Inside, she was broken and lonely which was why she compensated it by intimate meeting with men. Not because she’d enjoy the act itself, but because she didn’t feel lonely for a moment. She blamed herself though, because it happened when she was sixteen for the first time, however, she never slept with the man. They just spoke and she got to know what she wanted. Wrapped the man around her finger and could manipulate him just with a long seductive look in his eyes. Then she always told the information to her father... But lately, she started to get bored by usual nobles and diplomats. She wanted danger...
“Understood, father. I will ask a question though... Can I take Talon with me as my bodyguard? Just in case anything would happen, because after Katarina, he is the best assassin we have to hire. I will start with preparations for departing right away. ”
Standing up, Cassiopeia placed her hands on the wooden desk before she bowed down in front of her father and smiled again. Then she walked around the desk and leaned in, kissing the male’s cheek covered with some wrinkles.
“I missed you very much, father. ”
Knocking on the door, the youngest of Marcus du Couteau's daughters waited for his usual 'Come in.' before she opened the door and came in. The long brown locks of her hair fell over her shoulders on her chest as she bowed in front of the red-haired male, a soft smile appearing on her lips. "Father... I got some new information about situation in Freljord as you wished to know. Would you like to hear it now or are you busy with some paper work?"
“Ah … Now would be fine, Cassiopia. Has another ancient being sprung up from the ice?” He couldn’t help but smile as his daughter strode into the room, a spitting image of her mother. While not gifted with her elder sisters combat capabilities, the youngest of the Du Couteaus had her own set of skills. “Who did this information come through, our Winters Claw informants?” It had already been a short time since he had returned, he had dived back into his work, awakening long dormant parts of his intelligence networks.
Welcomed by her beloved father, the delicate fingers moved the chair in front of the father’s desk slowly so she could sit down. Fixing her dress before she sat down, the young woman eyed the General with her emerald orbs. She was quite jealous deep inside that she had nothing from her father besides her diplomatic skills. Maybe his eyes... Cassiopeia always tried to figure out at least a little feature she’d have genetically given by her father, but she could never find one.
“No father, actually, those are coming from one of Avarosans. It is quite easy to wrap the men around my finger to tell me everything.”
Corners of her lips curled up into a little smile. Cassiopeia du Couteau was also known as Noxian Temptress or a rose with thorns. Beautiful, yet loyal to Noxus, it was easy for her to infiltrate minds of men because she always gave them exactly what they wanted in exchange for information. Though sometimes, only talking to her made men talk about the important business. It happened for the first time when she was sixteen. Only a little conversation with the young brunette given her father what he needed.
“Seems like Avarosan are gathering and preparing to put barricades on the southern part of their camp. Winter Claw will have it difficult without such a vital information. So far, it also seems that Avarosan are trying to play pacifists, trying to talk to the Winter Claw’s leader. It was just a meeting... I was a good girl this time.”
Is there somewhere you can meet me?
The lady had beautiful locks of soft vanilla hair and green eyes. She reminded Vladimir of someone but he failed to recognize her immediately. It was only until she spoke he smiled, “There are many places to meet, but wherever it is, you would be with the wrong company.”
He had few dealings with their family. Perhaps the closest he had ever been was during the period he spent with the Black Rose under LeBlanc. High Command and Noxus politics don’t mix well with free-roaming serial killers, or at least he thought before she showed up. What does she want? Vladimir played with the possibilities in his head. In any case, he should play nice, put on his disguise, and let his darkness lurk just around the corner.
“It is still nice to see you, my lady.”
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The killer took her hand and let his lips touch the back of it gently. He looked up at her and kept the hand in his. “Considering that I’m not Noxus’ permanent resident, perhaps.” It’s true. He does try to avoid coming back to his city of birth, but for the right reasons of his own. “What is a lady like yourself doing on the streets? More than just a stroll, is it?”
September in Noxus was still delightfully cool, it was the last month when the weather would be so stable. Come October, rain and the breeze from the north would have claimed this part of the land, and it would get progressively colder till Harrowing. Vladimir remembers winter, he remembers the nights when he had to curl up in the attic of his old home as a kid, he remembers how wind cut through his thin shirt and made him shiver, and how the shadows on the broken wooden roof swayed with the flickering flame from the small lamp he stole from his parents. But right now, back to the present, the sun shone warmly on both of them. A midday paradise, a chance encounter.
Vladimir let her hand go and kept his gaze on her, straightening up to his full height, and put on a faint smile to show intrigue.
He might have not be Noxus’ permanent resident, but he was truly Noxian even though he had features of albino. Fair hair, dangerous orbs with short lashes and very sharp featurs in his face. In the youngest Du Couteau’s eyes, the man was very handsome, though others who knew his other side thought of him more as of a monster. A beautiful monster.
“Actually, I wanted to go and have a glass of a good red wine. Would you like to join?”
Smiling brightly, showing the two lines of pearly white teeth, Cassiopeia du Couteau eyed the hemomancer carefully. She could have been prey in his eyes already, but she didn’t think so. He could have been interested, but he’d do it slowly. He was elegant, not a Noxian pig who’d probably take her by force. No, he had his own methods. Cassiopeia remembered days when her father taught her about kinds of men in Noxus. All of them were dangerous.
As the man let her hand go, the Temptress ran her hand through her brown locks, still waiting for an answer with a little pout on her rosy lips.
{ Excuse me for not roleplaying for quite some time. I am spending most of the time either playing games or dealing with some drama in my real life. I want to apologize... }
That night he caged her, bruised and broke her. He struggled closer, then he stole her... Violet wrists and then her ankles, { S I L E N T P A I N } Then he slowly saw their nightmares were his dreams...
This is what happens when you support that people should tell others how to play their muse. I was just looking through your blog and saw the anon hate, which isn't good. But, they came from somewhere, a post you were in. Play Cass how you wanna.
{ I agreed with ask-sivir only in the moment when she stated that the copying (like literal copying and pasting headcanons of someone else on other log) is quite rude. I have my own unique portrayals, I’ve spent three years on tumblr and I dealt with a lot of anon hate in my life, hell, bullying in general. I don’t really care about how people roleplay the character but literal stealing is something that I dislike because it happened on my Akali blog that I roleplay for three years. I was one of the first Akali blogs on tumblr and my Akali is unique. Same for my Cass and it is also the same way with my Caitlyn. I just don’t want to get more into this shit because it has no point. There will always be two sides fighting against each other and honestly, I am tired about it. I just want everyone to shut up and stop this war. Do whatever you want, think whatever you want. Tumblr is just a territory of so called justice warriors and I am not really one who’d just get in. I got in so many times and I got bitched about it, pointed at and accussed of shit and I just want to have my calm days once again. For fucking once… }
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{ I really need some roleplays to go on... I am starting to get depressed again... }
// What is that anon talking about? Like, Talon is a housemate if anything. So much judging in the community, god can't people just leave each other alone.
{ The thing is people can’t understand someone else’s opinions and preferences. Hell, I was bitched on for my Cass not being lesbian or bisexual at least, but I don’t know. Since my blog is based on old Cass lore, I kinda don’t see the thing for her to actually sleep with women. Besides, men always tell more than women. It was first because of my Cass’ sexual orientation, then it was about the fact she is a human and now it is about ships. Next time it will be about color of her hair or what kind of lingerie she wears. Anons will always find something wrong. }
whoa now, I don't agree with the anon whatsoever, but calling zac/riven a fetish ship is kinda shitty. even if someone does ship it for the "smut", there's ultimately nothing wrong with that. not just that, but I'm sure there are people who ship it for other reasons entirely. (I personally only see them as good friends.) Also, isn't Talon essentially adopted? Not that I give a shit about incest, as long as both characters are of age and consenting, I could care less.
{ It was primary made as a thing for smut by some people back then who thought that Riven licking a pile of green goo could be hot, so I’d say it is unfortunately a fetish pairing. The worst thing is, Zac is an awesome character, but I’d move somewhere else right now… Yes. Talon is adopted by Marcus du Couteau because first, he had his tough life in streets of Noxus and second, he was strong enough to get accepted by the General himself. The thing is, I would never do incest between blood-related people. Kayle x Morgana? No. Renekton x Nasus? No. Lux x Garen? No. I could continue. It is a huge no for me, but I don’t take it from people who enjoy it. I just dislike when I am wrongly accussed because I do something that actually has a point behind it and what I talked about with a lot of Talon roleplayers. }
smallchemist replied to your post: nice to see you have group of autists behind you...
i thought talon wasnt actually blood related to ducouteaus anyway… “autists”? stay classy, anon.
{ They aren’t blood-related. Talon is a boy from streets adopted by Marcus du Couteau. People are like: “OH MY GOD! INCEST!” even though no blood relation or anything. Besides, if I should say that Noxus is practically a middleage era of our history, no one gave a fuck back then if they fuck sister or a whore from the first brothel... All the drama started yesterday and it makes me sick and tired. }
nice to see you have group of autists behind you to support you when it comes to hate. doesn't change the fact you approve of incest (implying this on Talon x Cassiopeia ship) and that you just suck in general.
{ I have nothing to say. Unfollow me. There are a LOT worse ships in community from which I could name ZacRiven because it is just a disgusting fetish ship and a lot more that I won’t name, because it is EVERYONE’S choice who will roleplay what kind of ship. Yes, hate on me for shipping Talon x Cass when you DON’T EVEN KNOW about the point behind all of that. Done with anons who try to constantly guilt trip me about what am I doing. }
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{ It just somehow comes. Most of my blogs are asexual fucks or people who are unable to approach, but my Cass is a complete opposite. }
( Scheisse. I kind of wish my Sona was like that?? Like, the ships people have tried to throw at me felt REALLY forced and like, I kind of want to put Sona in a relationship with someone but the ones who want to ship with her are the ones making me feel like it’s forced, you know? No one wants to really talk it through with me how the r/s would go -they just throw something at her and i feel awkward a lot with it. )
{ Don’t let people to force a ship on you. For example, I have Vladimir x Cassiopeia as my OTP with Cass, but I just want to see how it goes. It will never be cuddly and fluffy ship, because Vladimir is sociopath who’d kill everyone who’d approach Cass and ruin her job, because he’d might get obsessed with her. Most of my ships are like that. It just really needs time. I am in this community for three years (not on this blog tho) and it took me a year to find a good roleplay partner to ship with. Unfortunately, we don’t RP together anymore but I found another one who is very wonderful. Just keep roleplaying. It will come by itself when you expect it the least! }