#edelwitch

[transvoodoo-blog]

"Uzoma!" Edelweiss called out happily, rushing to the side of the multi-armed man, ignoring everyone else around them. "Is it really you?! It's been forever! What are you doing in Noxus? How have you been? Whoa, look at your arms!" Too much energy, as usual.

It was just after sunset, and Uzoma had been cleaning up his work station before he was suddenly accompanied by a petite and very energetic man speaking his name. Dark brown eyes blinked at the man, one hand lifting to move some of his fuchsia braids away from his eyes to view him better, though once he caught sight of his face, he recognized him immediately. 

A bright smile bloomed on Uzoma’s scarred face immediately, and he dropped what he’d been holding onto his work table. “E-Edel!” he stuttered out of his own excitement, and quickly was he wrapping all four of his arms around his childhood friend. “Spirits... it ‘as been too long!”

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[sacrificeisnotalwaysdeath-blog]

"Alright, Haz.. here we are," Edelweiss urged the feline featured man up the stairs, into his home. "Make yourself at home!"

Hazel was tentative, fine muscle playing along his body as he moved with liquid grace, still refusing to use the bipedal methods of walking that most humans did. He moved as though there were muscles in places that his human companion didn't have, slinking up the stairs and into the house to be bombarded by new sights and smells. Pointed ears were alert, twitching every now and again as a fluffy tail swished absently at thigh level.

Edel's home smelled of plants, lots of plants and other things and the ailuranthrope curiously slipped in more, strands of crimson red spilling along bronze shoulders. "Home?" he repeated, voice soft and low with a thick accent. He knew what home meant and he settled down on his legs, sitting in much the manner a true feline would as he surveyed the house. And when he was content, he would sidle back up to Edel and lean into his legs, purring faintly.

[the-phantom-reaper]

Been a While

edelwitch:

"Vlaaadiiiimiiiir!" This was the only warning Vlad had before a pair of lanky arms were wrapped around his shoulders from behind, squeezing tightly and affectionately. "I've missed you!" Edelweiss murmured into his hair, nuzzling. Returned from a trip home that had.. ran longer than expected.

The embrace caught the Soulstealer off guard. But he’d immediately recognized the witch’s voice; a crooked half-smile twisting across Vlad’s mouth as Edel wrapped his arms around him. It had been far too long since the last time he saw Edel, but on a positive note, the man’s affliction seemed to have cleared up. And that was good news, indeed.

Gently pulling away from the embrace and turning to face the man, Vlad crossed his arms tightly across his chest.

“You had me worried,” A chuckle crossed his shoulders, “Where have you been?”

[the-phantom-reaper]

Overdose

edelwitch:

It was a great blow to his pride, but Edelweiss had finally relented due to Vladimir’s convincing. He’d gone to the damn doctor. A Piltover doctor, no less. The witch had been skeptical and ill the entire time, but he was glad the ordeal was over. The doctor had told him what he already knew– Phoenix pox– and given him some medicine to help.

Except no one had explained to Edel the dangers of medicine like this. He’d taken one of the pain killers and it had done nothing really. Assuming they were just extremely weak or perhaps a bit delirious from the fever, he took matters into his own hands.

Vlad would walk in on the witch tilting the bottle back and swallowing.

Mouth to the bottle.

That is not the approved dosage prescribed by a physician.

Without hesitation, Vlad shot his hand forward and wrenched his fingers. He commanded the blood within Edel’s hand to halt midair; denying the witch the ability to move it and commanded the bottle to clatter to the floor. Colored pills scattered across the tile; cascading in multiple directions in a haphazard display.

“The fuck are you doing.” Vlad hissed, still holding Edel’s hand in place. He relinquished control, ran over and grabbed both of the man’s shoudlers.

“How many did you swallow. Goddamn it, Edel, this isn’t a fucking game.”

When Vlad was ill, Edel had done everything in his power to lessen the agony caused by the Phoenix Pox. Now that Vlad was cured - and was unable to contract the illness again - he had gone back to see if he could help the man in return. And walking in on the man overdosing on his medication was the last thing he’d expected to witness.

[the-phantom-reaper]

“Oh my god.” Vlad widened his eyes, “Please tell me you happen to know someone else who has contracted Phoenix Pox and they’re the one that infected you.”

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[bringingrevolution]

Witches & Words

Dev knocked boldly on the front door of the residence of the supposed “witch”. There were plenty of witches back in his home city in Ionia, wizened women and men both who claimed to possess wisdom passed down for generations. Dev listened to their speeches and what he heard was that nobody had ever tried anything new. They were content with the wisdom of their forefathers, saying that if it had worked for them, it would work now and why would you meddle with success? Dev’s counter was that just because it worked didn’t mean that there wasn’t something that worked better which they could possibly find if they stopped praying and started experimenting. Needless to say, Dev was not very popular with the witches back home. Nor did he expect to make friends with this “witch” but it didn’t matter. He wasn’t here for friendship. He was here for answers. The boy had a small notebook, spiral-bound at the top, tucked into one of his pockets along with two pens. In his other pocket, he had his phone for recording purposes. Between the two of them, he’d find what he needed about these ‘magical potions’ that the ‘witch’ supposedly distributed. No doubt it was nothing but a clever combination of herbs that anyone could make and no magic at all was involved. It was all just trickery. It always was.

[spirit-of-an-exile-archive]

"Um, Miss...? I Don't mean to alarm you but it seems like you have a Tengu following you.."

Riven sighed, “I know...don’t worry he won’t hurt-uh wait. You know what this thing is?”

[the-phantom-reaper]

Infected

Wearing long sleeves and gloves, and his violet hood draped over his head, Vlad knocked on Edel’s door. His face obscured by the shadow in an attempt to hide the spots plaguing his face.

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