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@reforgcd
“Well, I’m sure if Noxus wanted to kill you, they probably wouldn’t have sent me. Besides, ” she shrugged, gaze moving down from Riven to his sword momentarily, “personally, I couldn’t care less about what Noxus wants with you.”
“I just find your story interesting, is all.”
" Interesting? What will you do, write a book about it? " he scoffed, alittle offended by the fact his story was now deemed interesting... it caused him to wonder if she even knew the entire thing.
"You've been exiled too, am I right? Tell me your story."
The question was so sudden, and from a stranger… but the troubling part was she knew who he was… or at least where he was from.
“ There is no story, ” he fixed the broken sword up upon his waist and glanced away with furrowed white brows, crimson hues gazing away… who was this stranger…?
Riven blinked and listened carefully... his face showed very little emotion or interest, but deep down he knew they were much more similar than even he anticipated...
" Well... I guess a story it will be then, " his sword lowered, a hand on the grip tightened at the handle, before holding it up.
" I was a soldier for Noxus, one of the best warriors dare I say, undefeated in battle... with me Noxus assumed we would win the war, but their faith was placed into the death machines of Zaun. Poison was fire into the battle field, at the enemy and the allies, killing my entire squadron... and almost me... it was then I realized the Noxus I fought for was not Noxus at all... they were cowards... thus lead me to shatter my blade, and exile myself from them. "
“ You can come out… ” Riven spoke up, his voice loud and his eyes scanning around… he could feel intuition and his survivalists instinct kick in for the past few units, his eyes were peeled but he couldn’t trace where the sounds or feeling was coming from.
“ I know you’re here… ” he called out again softly.
@silken-strands
Well, fair enough. Hiding in the shadows was beginning to get a tad uncomfortable for Elise anyway. She would step out from the treeline a fair bit of distance away, a murky silhouette forming before gradually sharpening as she stepped closer. The Noxian would stop once she was close enough for Riven to make out her features, but far away enough to avoid being attacked easily.
“This is a nice surprise, isn’t it? You seem to be doing well for yourself for being dead, Riven,” Elise said with a bit of a smirk.
He didn’t know her… not by her face or looks… especially her looks, the red and black along side the… spider like appearance was discomforting. “ A shame… someone knows my name and assumes I am dead, yet I do not know yours… ”
“Well, at least that’s what most of Noxus believes, dear. One of the greatest soldiers they have ever seen, giving his life.. under mysterious circumstances, interestingly enough,” Elise said lowly, looking down as if disappointed at the admittedly weak cover story that had been spun.
“As for my name, well, you wouldn’t know it, but you may call me Elise.”
" Hm... Elise... " he would repeat the name verbally, then a few more times in his head again and again... however it rang no bells. His mind raced, his grip on the sword tightened... " you are from Noxus then... are you here to kill me? "
“ You can come out… ” Riven spoke up, his voice loud and his eyes scanning around… he could feel intuition and his survivalists instinct kick in for the past few units, his eyes were peeled but he couldn’t trace where the sounds or feeling was coming from.
“ I know you’re here… ” he called out again softly.
@silken-strands
Well, fair enough. Hiding in the shadows was beginning to get a tad uncomfortable for Elise anyway. She would step out from the treeline a fair bit of distance away, a murky silhouette forming before gradually sharpening as she stepped closer. The Noxian would stop once she was close enough for Riven to make out her features, but far away enough to avoid being attacked easily.
“This is a nice surprise, isn’t it? You seem to be doing well for yourself for being dead, Riven,” Elise said with a bit of a smirk.
He didn't know her... not by her face or looks... especially her looks, the red and black along side the... spider like appearance was discomforting. " A shame... someone knows my name and assumes I am dead, yet I do not know yours... "
" You can come out... " Riven spoke up, his voice loud and his eyes scanning around... he could feel intuition and his survivalists instinct kick in for the past few units, his eyes were peeled but he couldn't trace where the sounds or feeling was coming from.
" I know you're here... " he called out again softly.
@silken-strands
" Did the headbutt knock you down a notch or are you still egotistical? "
“Nah, still think you’re a dick. Try it again, I dare you.”
Draven was very, very tempted to repeat their previous battle. But this time, he was going to take the other’s head!
" Oh the time will come again, Executioner... you will not win that fight either, " Riven laughed, the anger eminating off the Noxian was quite humoring to him.
Hisses
“Oh? Have you reduced yourself into an animalistic state already? A pity.”
" Yet somehow, some way, I am still more trustworthy than you. "
"A sword can be reforged...
...but a person must be redeemed."
- promo, by Ty.
"You've been exiled too, am I right? Tell me your story."
The question was so sudden, and from a stranger… but the troubling part was she knew who he was… or at least where he was from.
“ There is no story, ” he fixed the broken sword up upon his waist and glanced away with furrowed white brows, crimson hues gazing away… who was this stranger…?
—— “Everybody says that, you know?” —— she laughed lightly, looking at his mighty broken blade. —— “But your sword speaks for you. After all, there’s something about you that brought me here. You don’t have to tell me about it, if you don’t want to, sooner or later everything around will tell me your story.”
She added, summoning her broken golden spear.
—— “But I’d like to tell you that you’re not alone. Gods sometimes have more in common with you than you mortals think.”
Riven blinked, she too possessed a weapon in the broken fashion... and by the way she spoke, it was broken alot longer than his blade had been, crimson eyes showing curiousity, however the rest of his face showing no emotion otherwise.
" ... how about you tell me your story, before you assume how similar we are... and if we are, I will tell you mine, " he offered a very simple deal.
"You've been exiled too, am I right? Tell me your story."
The question was so sudden, and from a stranger... but the troubling part was she knew who he was... or at least where he was from.
" There is no story, " he fixed the broken sword up upon his waist and glanced away with furrowed white brows, crimson hues gazing away... who was this stranger...?
♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch
manhandling symbol startersstatus: not accepting
“ ow! ” the blade dancer retracted her slender hand away, looking rather surprised as the exile’s damaged sword remained untouched. her fingers run over the spot where he had smacked her, the dull pain rippling into nothingness - maybe it wasn’t a good idea to touch another’s personal property.
however, was that really necessary? “ i’m sorry, i didn’t realize - ” her voice trails off as she looked bashfully away, behavior akin to that of a child getting caught in trouble. “ damn my curiosity. ”
Riven's crimson hues laid low, immediately regretting having slapped her hand away and not fully understanding why he even did so... it was almost as if his training and consistant need to never have the sword leave his side overrode the normals of social interaction... he had forgotten, this was no longer a war between them.
" I... I am, so- so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you, it was just a natural reaction... " he'd try to apologize as best he could, at least he had smacked her hand away with his taped hand, it shouldn't have hurt too much. " I really appreciate you taking time to... you know... show me Ionia- I'm sorry- "
For @defyances because i follow them across all my blogs and they're quality 👏
// wakes up, are people still using the word cis to alienate people who don't agree with their opinions and sexual preferences? Yes? Okay back to bed.
naps forever.
“It was out of anger. Besides, if I really wanted to behead you, I would have already done so.”
" So you continue to say... " he was in disbelief over her words, he would at least put up a fight to remember if she tried.
“You will not upset me by having a simple conversation with me, Riven. I am not a child.”
" I do remember you saying you'd behead all Noxians... ? "
“If we are going to be around each other, the least that you could do is give me some sort of respect as I am doing right now to you, plus you could come out hiding.”
" I am not hiding, Ionian... I am playing passively, the last thing I want to do is upset anyone else... " he stepped forwards alittle.
