[Hiatus]Relius, Strategic Boxer

I had the opportunity to become a general in Noxus. I declined and instead, had become a prodigy in the boxing world. Constantly seeking new challenges, can you provide me with one?

[the-piltovian-inventor]

"Isaaaaaaaaabeeeeeeeelllllll..."

The inventor paused in her work as she heard a voice that she hadn’t heard in some time. Shaking her head, Isabel apologized to the homeless girl she’d been giving stuff to and just handed her the bag. “Just take what you think will fix for yourself and see if anyone else can wear some of the things in there.”  

The girl smiled and nodded before picking up the bag and making her way down the street. Isabel sighed and then started looking around, she was a bit surprised he’d been able to find her. She hadn’t exactly told anyone where she was going when disappearing from Piltover. 

[the-piltovian-inventor]

“You help make them too.” She countered sitting down and placing the plate in an empty spot. “I only did the patties and even then you helped me.” The inventor happily started making her burger when he brought the rest of the fixings to the table.

“Well at first I didn’t know what to do, I thought I was going to be homeless. That is until I remembered I had an apartment here.” She paused realizing that no one really knew about some of the things she did but unless he asked she was really going to talk about. “So I moved in but it soon became apparent that I wouldn’t be able to afford it as it was in upper Zuan. I used to be able to pay for it with the money I got from my inventions but I can’t really build with only one hand. That’s how I ended up here. I sold my fancy apartment to get money and moved here.”

She paused in her story to munch on her burger a bit before continuing. “That’s where the kids come in. A few of them tried to steal from me and they son found out I had nothing. It took a while for them to trust me, I did a lot of things to try and talk to them. As for teaching them, it really depends on their age and how much they know. Younger kids, basic education, older kids, more advanced stuff. There are a few of them who really showed potential and so I began teaching them how to build. Not all the blueprints littering my home are mine. Some of these brilliant ideas are the kids.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“I guessss. I don’t feel like I did enough” Relius simply retorted. “You’re too good to me.”

Of course, he listened intently and without interruption as he was very much intrigued by her story. The boxer did wonder what on earth she was doing in Zaun with an apartment but that question was going to have to wait for a time where the topic was more based around what she was doing here previously.

When she had mentioned that the blueprints laying about her home were also some of the kids, the boxer was genuinely surprised.

“No kidding? That’s crazy! I swear, some of this stuff is pretty decent although a lot of it does fly over my head. Still, just by comparing the blueprints you have to some of the others, it’s really hard to tell the difference... At least, for me.”

Munching down on his food, he thought it over a few times and honestly felt himself a little jealous that she was able to help out in such a direct way. Himself? He was a poor teacher and boxing was generally his main specialty, hardly something that can change a life.

“Ahh, I wish I could help in some fashion or another. As it is, I don’t think the kids would trust me at all. I mean, I may be part of the eyepatch crew, but all I do is box. Hardly the kind of sport that one would consider ‘kind’.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

The day of the boxing match. Pursha had arrived with her manager and was in one of the private booths that had a bird-eye view of the ring. Pursha wasn't happy at all especially because her manager was being more touchy and constantly having his arms around her and on her hip. She was hoping that the boxers would come chat before the match so someone could hopefully help her.

His first and definitely not his last, the pre-fight jitters continued to cause his body to shake and buzz nervously which prevented him to even think about doing anything like sitting down. About thirty minutes early, he had already changed and was shadowboxing by himself for perhaps a few minutes before stopping. He had to keep that energy in for the fight, so perhaps a walk around may help.Thankfully, the VIP area of the stadium was a lot less congested then the normal seating and was navigable due to a lack of fans rushing at him. While the errant person made a comment or approached him, the boxer was more or less untouched. Passing by one of the booths, he swore he saw someone familiar and called out to them in a way he could quickly run away if it wasn’t who he thought it was.“Pursha? Is that you?”@exiled-sorceress

[exiled-sorceress]

Pursha walked beside him as they walked inside, she could hear some of his fans whispering and noticed some of the pointing towards them. She knew that with the two of them being close and that they both had a following there was a chance of the two of them would be in tabloids in the following weeks. 

After a few moments of walking through halls and up a few flights of stairs the two of them reached the VIP room. It was totally different with no people in the room, it was bigger than it seemed. She walked over to the couch and got comfortable as Relius flopped down and took off his shoes. 

“It was a good day, and I don’t drink as well so we’ll be both drinking juice or whatever. But I’ll happily join you with whatever you decide to do.” She softly said to him as he drifted off to sleep, she would probably do the same to try and gain some energy back before the party. 

After a brief moment, Pursha yawned and took off her heels and curled up slightly on the couch in a way to not disturb Relius so he could sleep. 

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“Whaaaat? You don’t drink that well? But... You have to..” Was about the last words he muttered before passing on into the world of sleep. He did not dream but it was extremely comfortable at least.

...

He didn’t know when he woke up but it was pretty dark. A lot darker then he remembered. Sleepily, the boxer gazed around the room before lazily laying back down onto the nice soft pillow... Pillow?

Embarrassingly, he realized he had been using Pursha as a pillow and sat back up with a small stretch and a silent yawn. The room was a lot cleaner then he remembered and he could only assume that the maid or cleaner had turned off the lights for the two.

Getting up slowly, oh man was he sore. A little grunt came from as he rubbed his sides and blinked as his eyes came to focus. What was the time? Looking into the stadium, the big electronic readout notified him that there was about an hour before the party.

Plopping down next to the the woman, he gave yet another yawn as he nudged her gently seeing if she was awake at all or not.

“We gotta goooo...” Relius mumbled, still shaking off the sleep and fixing his face.

“I’d rather stay here and sleep but I think it’s time to go...”

[of-gems-and-journeys]

relius-strategic-boxer started following you

[of-gems-and-journeys]

Without a word, Tairc took out a small crystal and held it in his hand as he focused. Soon a green aura enveloped the other male to tend to his aches and pains. “Noxus itself does not fear me nor do the people. Like everything with the bad there is good. I am an outsider to this world and it’s problems and as such I do not know who are the self proclaimed good and bad guys are. All I know is there are innocent people who suffer and are in harms way. Those people are my concern and I shall do what is needed to protect them.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

With the wave of relaxation, Relius rolled his shoulders in relief as the pain of working out had faded. Perhaps he should use this rare occasion to work out more?

“I can’t proclaim if I am really good or not. But I can at least that is a very noble goal that more people need to follow. Noxus has it’s problems, certainly. I feel that not enough people share the enthusiasm that you and I feel for using strength to protect the weak. In the end, I may not be able to keep up with certain things but if you need a good fighter you can always come to me. Well, sometimes. When I’m not practicing my boxing routines, that is.”

[of-gems-and-journeys]

relius-strategic-boxer started following you

A soft smile could be found on the gem knight as he looked at the other male. “Greetings stranger. Might you require some assistance? I am not from the area but will assist you to the best of my abilities.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

He simply greeted the man with but a simple nod and a small smile. “Oh no, on the contrary, if you need assistance please let me know. I know the Noxus area can be a little intimidating to the outsider but I assure you it’s simply rough edges. Good people still live within. The only help I could use is perhaps respite from soreness of body but even then, that too is a part of growing stronger and knowing you’re alive so I cannot complain too much.”

[the-piltovian-inventor]

"Isaaaaaaaaabeeeeeeeelllllll..."

The inventor paused in her work as she heard a voice that she hadn’t heard in some time. Shaking her head, Isabel apologized to the homeless girl she’d been giving stuff to and just handed her the bag. “Just take what you think will fix for yourself and see if anyone else can wear some of the things in there.”  

The girl smiled and nodded before picking up the bag and making her way down the street. Isabel sighed and then started looking around, she was a bit surprised he’d been able to find her. She hadn’t exactly told anyone where she was going when disappearing from Piltover. 

[the-piltovian-inventor]

Isabel rolled her eyes at him but smiled slightly at the comment anyway. She started putting the patties onto a nearby plate and at the kiss her smile widened a bit. The inventor was about to make a comment when she jolted in surprise at the pinch causing her to almost lose the patty of the spatula. 

Face red, she turned to swat at him with the cooking utensil but it seemed he was bright enough to move away. Instead she just waggled the spatula at him and finished taking the patties on the plate. 

Turning off the stove, Isabel picked up the plate and moved to the table. “Well this looks so nice. You did an amazing job.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“Fierce!” Relius simply complimented as he ran from the swatting Inventor, narrowly avoiding the spatula beatdown mostly out of extinct of having done the same exact thing in the past. The compliment she gave to him for his decoration simply made him blush a real light pink. “You think so? It’s nothing really special you know. Just simple decoration and placement of stuff. Nothing like how you went and put all the time and effort into make the patties and burger stuffs so I think you should get the amazing job award here.”

Smiling happily once more, he went to fetch the rest of the items to bring to the table, leaving a small assortment of food to the table and talking while he assembled a good burger.

“So, what exactly have you been doing in Zaun? I remember you said you were teaching or something, but what exactly? skills necessary in crafts? Basic schooling?”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

The day of the boxing match. Pursha had arrived with her manager and was in one of the private booths that had a bird-eye view of the ring. Pursha wasn't happy at all especially because her manager was being more touchy and constantly having his arms around her and on her hip. She was hoping that the boxers would come chat before the match so someone could hopefully help her.

His first and definitely not his last, the pre-fight jitters continued to cause his body to shake and buzz nervously which prevented him to even think about doing anything like sitting down. About thirty minutes early, he had already changed and was shadowboxing by himself for perhaps a few minutes before stopping. He had to keep that energy in for the fight, so perhaps a walk around may help.Thankfully, the VIP area of the stadium was a lot less congested then the normal seating and was navigable due to a lack of fans rushing at him. While the errant person made a comment or approached him, the boxer was more or less untouched. Passing by one of the booths, he swore he saw someone familiar and called out to them in a way he could quickly run away if it wasn’t who he thought it was.“Pursha? Is that you?”@exiled-sorceress

[exiled-sorceress]

She giggled softly and took her jacket back and placed it beside her. She could feel some of the warmth he was letting off and simply let him rest against her. 

“I don’t think it matters who falls asleep on who, it just matters if the other gets up.” She softly told him then added after a moment, “Even if he does leave me alone around you two it doesn’t mean he won’t try anything well I’m working. And if he does try anything I’ll find my way to your house or the gym.” 

She noticed him become more tired and sighed softly. They should move inside soon before he fell asleep so he could be more comfortable. She knew the VIP area had a few couches that they could use. 

“Do you want to move inside before you fall asleep? Inside is more comfortable.” She softly said to him as she looked at him, hopefully he wasn’t fully asleep yet. 

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“I suppose so….” He responded rather sleepily as sat back up and rubbed his eyes. He truly was a little tired and there was still plenty of time for the party later. In any case, he nodded in acceptance of Pursha’s proposition before heading back inside with her.

There was little resistance as they headed in outside maybe a few fans pointing at the boxer and whispering to each other. A few flight of stairs and a hallway later, they would find themselves in a VIP room with it’s cushy couch awaiting them. Flopping down, Relius took off his shoes and kicked over the side to lay down onto it while leaving her room to sit by letting his legs dangle over the side.

“Today was a pretty good day, methinks. I like to think you had a good one too right? Didn’t have to deal with your manager and you get to go to a party later!” He smiled happily at the thought. “It’s a bit of a shame I can’t drink alcohol at this party though. You can have whatever I can’t drink while I go and drink juice or something. There’ll be plenty of food, games, Karoke..” Relius was drifting off in mutters at this point, prone to falling asleep at any moment.

[relius-strategic-boxer]

//So sorry for the mysterious disappearance! It was all for a good cause, as I was busy hacking my N3DS. The good news is now I can play Monster hunter X and Fire Emblem Fates!

[relius-strategic-boxer]

The day of the boxing match. Pursha had arrived with her manager and was in one of the private booths that had a bird-eye view of the ring. Pursha wasn't happy at all especially because her manager was being more touchy and constantly having his arms around her and on her hip. She was hoping that the boxers would come chat before the match so someone could hopefully help her.

His first and definitely not his last, the pre-fight jitters continued to cause his body to shake and buzz nervously which prevented him to even think about doing anything like sitting down. About thirty minutes early, he had already changed and was shadowboxing by himself for perhaps a few minutes before stopping. He had to keep that energy in for the fight, so perhaps a walk around may help.Thankfully, the VIP area of the stadium was a lot less congested then the normal seating and was navigable due to a lack of fans rushing at him. While the errant person made a comment or approached him, the boxer was more or less untouched. Passing by one of the booths, he swore he saw someone familiar and called out to them in a way he could quickly run away if it wasn’t who he thought it was.“Pursha? Is that you?”@exiled-sorceress

[exiled-sorceress]

“Even if he does get a lecture it probably won’t stop him though. But I can hope for the best to come out of that.” She softly said as she felt Relius lean onto her and smiled warmly.”I don’t mind, I can understand why you’re tired. If you want you can sleep on me.” She softly said to him.

After a moment she gave him her jacket to use as a small blanket of sorts, she didn’t mind the coolness of the outside and found it refreshing. She didn’t like being very warm in the first place so it was nice to cool off slightly. 

“And I’ll do my best to show up, I think being somewhere were my manager isn’t will be nice for a change.” 

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“Nono, it’s okay. I don’t wanna fall asleep outside.” He began. Although, he made no effort to move, he promptly returned the jacket. Thanks to all the action he faced earlier, his skin felt searing hot against the cooler evening air. The blood was still pumping to a degree near his body causing it to practically radiate warmth which, in a sense, only helped him feel sleepier.

“Besides, isn’t it the other way? The girl is supposed to fall asleep on the guy right?” He continued to tease. “Anyway. I think your manager probably will leave you alone at least in the presence of my coach to say the least. It may not do much otherwise but you can always retreat back to my house if you want. I never lock the doors.”

Giving another small yawn, the boxer’s eyes closed as fatigue took him. He didn’t quite fall asleep yet but he was stuck feeling dizzy in that space between being awake and asleep. He was also rather glad of taking a shower before getting this close to someone.

[relius-strategic-boxer]

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Relius has in the past considered growing out his hair and pony-tailing it like Yasuo, however, he didn’t want to be remotely associated with the Ronin so he simply has a braided pony tail on the left side of his head.

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Relius hates eating lots of sweets but on the occasion that he does, they include but are not limited to:Egg TartsRock CandySoda CandyAnd Ionian Red bean pastries.

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[Yo, Relius]

[It’s me, Akio and I know it’s been a while]

[but do you mind teaching me some self-defense? my old teacher is pregnant so I cant take any chances]

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[relius-strategic-boxer]

[Text:] Oh hey, we gotta catch up sometime

[Text:]Help? Self-defense?

[Text:] Well of course! Although, wouldn’t it be prudent to buy a hextech pistol or something?

[Text:]I’ll be over soon, just hold tight.

There was a slight passage of time before the next message

[Text:] Uh, never mind. I forgot it was 11pm. Did you want me to come tomorrow or?

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[relius-strategic-boxer]

The day of the boxing match. Pursha had arrived with her manager and was in one of the private booths that had a bird-eye view of the ring. Pursha wasn't happy at all especially because her manager was being more touchy and constantly having his arms around her and on her hip. She was hoping that the boxers would come chat before the match so someone could hopefully help her.

His first and definitely not his last, the pre-fight jitters continued to cause his body to shake and buzz nervously which prevented him to even think about doing anything like sitting down. About thirty minutes early, he had already changed and was shadowboxing by himself for perhaps a few minutes before stopping. He had to keep that energy in for the fight, so perhaps a walk around may help.Thankfully, the VIP area of the stadium was a lot less congested then the normal seating and was navigable due to a lack of fans rushing at him. While the errant person made a comment or approached him, the boxer was more or less untouched. Passing by one of the booths, he swore he saw someone familiar and called out to them in a way he could quickly run away if it wasn’t who he thought it was.“Pursha? Is that you?”@exiled-sorceress

[exiled-sorceress]

Pursha was glad that Relius was alright, she was concerned during the final round when she saw him begin to dwindle. When he won though the coach and her celebrated happily before he was carried off to be healed by the mages on hand. 

“I did, and you did amazingly as well.” She happily responded then added, “I think that he underestimated your strength considering you did your best in the final round.” She happily said to him then smiled happily. “Best part is your coach is yelling at my manager at the moment which makes me all the happier.” 

After the match her manager, who got to see more of her than originally expected so after the match he found his way to the back room and tried to take Pursha to a private location. Not wanting this she made one hell of a commotion until someone stepped in to help her. 

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“I honestly don’t remember too much about the last round. It’s all kind of a hazy blur, I just remember that I needed to preserve energy for the last round since it was starting to get really tough. I’m not really all that great at being able to stay up for longer rounds, you know? Definitely not an endurance boxer.”

He gave a small laugh at the idea of his coach going to town on someone else. Actually, as much as slimeball her manager might have been he couldn’t help but feel a little bad. Anyone making Donovan genuinely upset was really in for a bad time and for a man in his old age, he still threw a mean punch if it came to blows. Of course, he had too keep up with Relius during training, an exhausting endeavor for coach and fighter.

“If anything, he’s probably getting lectured on how to treat a lady right or something until he’s blue in the face. When Donovan gets pissed, it never ends well. Last time he got genuinely mad, he made me tie tires around my waist and forced me to go do my running exercises.”

Of course. As brutal, as it was, there was always a purpose behind even the most craziest exercises. Giving a little yawn, the boxer leaned gently onto Pursha while his bodied ached and creaked.

“Sorry, I’m pretty tired. I think there’s a celebration later tonight as usual but I need a nap for at least an hour. I’m sure you’re allowed to come to it too, seeing as my coach has taken a shining to you.”

[the-piltovian-inventor]

"Isaaaaaaaaabeeeeeeeelllllll..."

The inventor paused in her work as she heard a voice that she hadn’t heard in some time. Shaking her head, Isabel apologized to the homeless girl she’d been giving stuff to and just handed her the bag. “Just take what you think will fix for yourself and see if anyone else can wear some of the things in there.”  

The girl smiled and nodded before picking up the bag and making her way down the street. Isabel sighed and then started looking around, she was a bit surprised he’d been able to find her. She hadn’t exactly told anyone where she was going when disappearing from Piltover. 

[the-piltovian-inventor]

She frowned at his explanation, pressing down on one of the burgers a bit harder then needed making it pretty flat. Oops She thought when seeing what she had done.  When he finished it up thought she was a bit better, she didn’t like that he was eating properly, it worried her.

The inventor almost jumped at seeing him back close to her but managed to keep her composure. She glanced over at the table and her frown slowly went away before turning into a smile and chuckle from his comment. Isabel lean over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“I think your fine however you are.” It’s not like I complain about looks, with the whole scar on my face, missing eye, and hand. She frowned, not liking the way her thoughts were going.  “Anyway these, should be done here soon.”

[relius-strategic-boxer]

“But honey, It helps doesn’t it? Better that then a fat, overgrown hairy slob right? It’d be like Gragas but without the class.” He teased with a giggle.

Seeing her general frowny opinion, he simply embraced his beloved and breathed gently as his arms remained knitted around her. A little kiss doted her temple. “And I’m happy to see that you still look wonderful as ever, even if you don’t think so. You’ve gotten more pretty since I first met you, you know.”

And with that, he just gave her a playful pinch on the rear before humming away, looking for other things to maybe help out with. Even though it wasn’t really necessary, he helped out by arranging the the buns and other veggies into an order to ensure that the burgers were assembled in record times.

[relius-strategic-boxer]

The day of the boxing match. Pursha had arrived with her manager and was in one of the private booths that had a bird-eye view of the ring. Pursha wasn't happy at all especially because her manager was being more touchy and constantly having his arms around her and on her hip. She was hoping that the boxers would come chat before the match so someone could hopefully help her.

His first and definitely not his last, the pre-fight jitters continued to cause his body to shake and buzz nervously which prevented him to even think about doing anything like sitting down. About thirty minutes early, he had already changed and was shadowboxing by himself for perhaps a few minutes before stopping. He had to keep that energy in for the fight, so perhaps a walk around may help.Thankfully, the VIP area of the stadium was a lot less congested then the normal seating and was navigable due to a lack of fans rushing at him. While the errant person made a comment or approached him, the boxer was more or less untouched. Passing by one of the booths, he swore he saw someone familiar and called out to them in a way he could quickly run away if it wasn’t who he thought it was.“Pursha? Is that you?”@exiled-sorceress

[exiled-sorceress]

Pursha watched the two of them interact, she thought that they had a fairly good relationship compared to her and her manager. She couldn’t understand what they were talking about when it came to boxing and different leagues. 

When the coach turned to and she nodded after he explained what she had to do. “I can do that, this should be easier than walking a runway considering you have two minutes to change and be back out.” 

When the three of them were to walk out Pursha followed, she could feel the cheering and the ecstatic nature of the event. This was a feeling that she couldn’t compare to some of the other events she had gone to. Looking around she noticed the crystals and knew exactly where to look to play up the crowd instantly. 

[relius-strategic-boxer]

Relius was no stranger to playing it up himself. His persona seemed to change almost entirely as he entered the limelight and any shyness or anxiety seemed to have simply not existed at all. Some might even call his performance a mild arrogance as his opponent took to the ring. He stood a good three more inches above Relius as 5″11, but their weight was the same as apparent in the one-eyed boxers extreme muscles. The bell rang and as Pursha went off the stage the fight began. ... Though the match started earlier in the day, the evening sun covered the event hall in it’s dark golden light. The crowd had come by and had long gone from it’s halls, leaving behind mostly the cleaning crew behind.

On the steps leading up to the entrance sat Relius who was smiling despite the large cut on his lips and the numerous bruises and scraped body parts from the intense match. Still, he sat next to Pursha gleaming happily at his victory despite the fact that, perhaps, ten minutes ago he had difficulty breathing until the healing mages were able to alleviate the blood that managed to drench his airways. “Did you see all of that?” Relius chirped happily. “I did it! I managed to win although I did take a lot of hard knocks all around the place. It comes with the way I fight but I’m glad to have fought them. I didn’t think it would have gone nearly twenty minutes but man. I was also having such a hard time seeing from getting hit some damn hard!”

It was clear that pain and punishment wasn’t new to him but it was also apparent that he seemed to have no care in the world for it as well.

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[the-piltovian-inventor]

"Isaaaaaaaaabeeeeeeeelllllll..."

The inventor paused in her work as she heard a voice that she hadn’t heard in some time. Shaking her head, Isabel apologized to the homeless girl she’d been giving stuff to and just handed her the bag. “Just take what you think will fix for yourself and see if anyone else can wear some of the things in there.”  

The girl smiled and nodded before picking up the bag and making her way down the street. Isabel sighed and then started looking around, she was a bit surprised he’d been able to find her. She hadn’t exactly told anyone where she was going when disappearing from Piltover. 

[the-piltovian-inventor]

She rolled her eyes at him pretending to be annoyed but the smile on her face said other wise. “Oh yeah, that is an energy drink. I’m telling you that drink is the only way I can keep up those kids. I’m not even that old and I can’t keep up with them!”

Isabel took the spatula from him and flattened the patties a bit better then she’d done by hand while she waited to flip them. “If you hang around here long enough you’ll find that I’m the only one who eats them. I try to get the kids too but nope. Is it healthy to be doing that? I feel like you should eat properly.  “

[relius-strategic-boxer]

Chuckling, he decided to go and set the table while she continued to cook instead of hanging around lazily. Digging around for utensils and plates, he would take out just about anything that would resemble half-decent kitchenware before setting it all out as he continued to talk all the while. “...No, you gotta eat your veggies. I just prefer not too, but whenever it gets serious and I need to lose weight or maintain a very strict amount I have to eat nothing but. Sometimes, it’s so bad, my only meal for the day is a single tomato and that includes hydration. Thankfully, I rarely ever do that nowdays since I’ve taken to generally maintaining my weight.”

After setting up everything as nicely as he could manage with a second look, he finally slid back up next to Isabel like a snake.

“I need to keep slim and muscular for looks too, though, hrm?”