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Hello, I'd like to request a hiatus for Darius from League of Legends. General IRL changes making it a little difficult for me to find the right mindset to write for him currently, but I plan to change that upon my return.
placed on hiatus for you!
– mod pleiades.
@guillotinesdescent
it's safe to say that nothing surprises snake anymore, not after months of being trapped in cities that seemed to be the lobby of a multiverse- he wonders if otacon's ramblings about everything being connected, from anime to history were right after all.
so as he's scavenging the city for metal parts and the large man, seemingly a knight of some sort looms behind him- he barely gives it much thought.
"these ones are taken, go find yourself another spot."
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“Divine--”
A wave of crimson surged around him. Flowing to his right arm, condensing, constructing... His attention turned ahead, toward the crowd of enemies built up before him. Eyes of red became dilated as he focused on his field of attack, and then--!
“SMASHER!!”
He charged forward with overwhelming force, powering through everything in his path, eventually coming to a screeching halt. No sooner than he’d lost his momentum had another surge of blood formed at his leg. His leg, a crimson scythe, spun in a wild arc, cleaving through all in its path. No matter how many more appeared, for the next 5 minutes, they were little more than cannon fodder to the young man’s berserk frenzy.
“Who’s next?! C’mon! I’ll take you all on!!”
He paid enough mind to not hit the man he’d ended up fighting alongside, but as far as he was otherwise concerned, the young man was fighting as an uncontrolled beast--all the fury, frustration, and rage he’d been bottling up for so long finally given a proper target. As he tore through their ranks, he could only hope his temporary ally wouldn’t mind his outburst.
RIGHT THEN since i also owe a number of starters on naoto as well, let’s try the same move over here
firstly, this post is a open rp ad for the 2nd part of the event!! i’ll be capping it at 3 likes for the time being, the reason being the second part of this post--
this’ll be a kind of starter update check, to describe it? that is, if you’re among the people i owe a starter for, if you give this here post a like, i’ll update the starter i owe to an event interaction!! otherwise, if you’d like the starter to remain non-event related, you can just leave this post be and i’ll hop to the starter as soon as possible!
sorry for the delays, everyone!
as with my other muse, all the stuff i owed might be on a slight delay due to the nature of the current event!! i’ll get it out eventually, but i’ll be trying to put a focus on event threads first and foremost!!
❝ r E s P e C t
@guillotinesdescent
IONIA was a beautiful country, that much was certain. Many of the people lived on the edge of cliffs overlooking mist that had formed like a thick cloud from the many natural waterfalls all over the area. Trees, foliage, and various other exotic plants cascaded and grew along the cliffside and created what could only be described as a paradise. On one of the many majestic cliffs lay a training facility that was nothing short of a mansion. It was expansive with a long, trickling waterfall that led into a surprisingly clear pool of water dotted with lotus flowers and surrounded by a garden of equally exotic plants..
There, laying at the edge of the pool of water, was the Mistress of the house. With her hair pulled back so as not to get wet, she seemed entirely relaxed in the cool water when suddenly a sound went off. It sounded far off and slowly crept closer until it was right behind the woman. She raised a hand and snapped her fingers, and the disembodied sound shut off. “More visitors?” She said with a tired sigh as she raised her body up out of the pool. Water dripped down her naked body leaving a trail as she went back into the mansion to get her clothes.
Tension rode her strong shoulders as she stared at the long dirt road leading down the mountain. It wasn’t in response to any fear of what lay on the other end of that road; to be frank the tension was more related to irritation than tension. With the rising animosity between Noxus and Ionia due to the Noxian invasion, it was no wonder that her particular skill set was so sought after. Yet it was for that exact reason that she found herself so irritated--by both the Noxians and the Ionians. Who then would be venturing upon her ‘fortress’ this time? Some new, eager, fresh-eyed youngster looking to get killed on the battlefield?
Scathach was a teacher, a ruler of her own domain, but these people had no concept of aptitude or skill. They sent any young lad wanting to be a soldier her way. It simply didn’t work like that. The relationship she had with the Ionians was also beginning to deteriorate because of this; if the she saw the student was lacking in a certain something then she sent them away. Why would she teach them her art of fighting if she felt them unworthy?
What Who she finally saw coming to her ‘fortress’ was far more surprising, actually....
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“Oh really now, there’s no need to act so-”
But the sentence -and her train of thought- were silenced as the Iceborn was swept off her feet and the ground remarkably quickly. A maelstrom of thoughts and emotion in that split second; lowered guard, anger, fear, retaliation.
She found her hand on his shoulder, the eerie ghost light emanating intensified in this brief moment, a sheen of frost already formed where it made contact.
“…Darius.” Her mind worked fast, but clearly not fast enough in this instance. Was he about to attack her? Should she have struck back instantly? The fact the entire area wasn’t flash frozen proved she’d become lax in some regard. She was about to continue, to ask -no, to demand she be put back down when she heard a faint crack, then a great shift of stone and earth only steps away.
Her heat sensitive ‘vision’ readjusted, focusing in as best as she could on the uniform environment. “…Ah.”
A great portion of the ruin just before them had collapsed and plummeted further in the broken ground far below. Without a word he turned and set her back down on solid ground. She cleared her throat slightly and tried to salvage the situation as best as she could with a smile. Reaching up with the same hand and making something of a show of brushing the encrusted ice off his shoulder.
“Well well, I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.” Actually, probably best not to provoke him where he could just push her straight off the drop “Thank you, I won’t forget that. Glad to see you put some faith into this partnership.”
Now, when was the last time someone had touched her against her will and not screamed out in agony at the icy burn? Impressive.
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Maybe she would learn to coexist with the ghosts that continue to follow her around.
Though, perhaps that thought could wait a little, because this wasn’t the many ghosts that passed by her whenever she reminisced, whenever she thought of the memories that should have been buried, locked away so she wouldn’t cry over them. No, the man standing before her was truly there, in her sight. The general was as real as she was.
( if they were even real; she knows that the Hive was not actually real like she believed it was when she first got there; how absolutely naive of her, now that she thought of it. )
Deep breaths, Lucina, she thought to herself; it really was like seeing someone come back from the dead, but it wasn’t. Lucina wondered if he remembered her, if he remembered their time together - because she had been burdened with having to watch loved ones disappear, then forget it all over.
But finally, finally, after standing off to the side, does the princess speak - a soft smile on her face, to match her tone of pure nostalgia.
“You haven’t changed, since I last saw you back in Hive City, Sir Darius. You still carry yourself with that very pride I have come to recognize.”
Maybe, things would be better, in this life.
