#hexteched

[prideofnoxus]

“Not so high ‘n mighty now, ain’t ya?” 

Certainly, the little thing knew how to talk his way out of everything, didn’t he?  But Kled had been more than willing to wager that he couldn’t talk his way out of this one. 

Not when his blade had been mere inches from the professor’s throat. 

A heinous grin crept onto his lips, revealing a maw filled of teeth (more broken glass than anything). His horrid smile dripped with bloodlust, as he waited. He waited for him to mess up, to say even the slightest, smallest--- most insignificant mistake.

A single mistake, and the dear professor would depart with his head. 

“You’re miles away from that there city of yours--- hells, I ain’t sure if they’d even find a single piece of you out ‘ere.”  

He leaned closer, the blade dug so softly into Heimerdinger’s flesh. 

“The hell’re you doin’ out here, that’s what I wanna know.” 

@hexteched

[strategion]

" Don't you ever see your peoples methods as a little .... Extreme, perhaps? How do you keep a level-head? Perhaps you distance yourself. "

“Men are desperate when they seek survival. While you and your people may see them as savage or extreme, their actions are merely an indicative of circumstance. A man whom is forced to kill at a young age or die, would surely care little for the lives of others. Although, the fact remains that not all Noxians hold such extreme positions. I would keep that in mind.” 

He ruminated on the subject further, only to realize he’d perhaps spoken too much from his heart. Too close, too empathetic. This would not do. 

“We Noxians do what we must in order to live. Not just survive.” To some, that involved violence. To others, deception.  The old crow stood and wandered closer, a clawed hand (cold as the grave) gently rest upon Heimerdinger’s small shoulder, he leaned closer. 

     “Though it may seem surprising to you, not all Noxians are brutish and violent. You may find us to be reasonable, level-headed and able to empathize and understand others. In order to lead men, you must first understand them. Is that not correct?” 

[homuncolossus-a]

" Forgive my saying so, as even I am perplexed by such a notion, but are you a deity of sorts? A /god/, even? "

“I consider myself to be a fallen god. My origins are..  misty. Anyway, what do you wish to know, creature of intelligence?”

[thegoldendemon-blog]

" Tell me, are your lower limbs prosthetic, or are you simply misshapen? " Heimerdinger was often times one to pry, especially when it came to the potential mechanical affinity. However, sometimes he simply came off as rude, a twitch ran through that prim and proper posture he donned as he wavered, catching himself. " N-Not to offend, that is. "

Not a single word hems through Jhin that elicits more than a chuff and a light chuckle. For him, it’s endearing. It is not as if his ego hadn’t survived much worse in light of harder scrutiny.

“My skin has never been replaced, no.”

He watches Heimerdinger from an impromptu perch on his seat, sipping his tea as liberally as he likes.

“And I have not considered the notion. My body operates on the same bone and sinew as any. It would be a waste to beg for unnecessary and undoubtedly uglier ‘improvements.’”

Hm.

His mouth splits into a flawless, pearlescent smile.

“From my perspective,” he muses, “you are more misshapen than I, friend.”

[rintheyordle]

∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅∅ GNHNNNNN

SEND ∅ FOR MY MUSE’S OPINION ABOUT YOURS. || selectively accepting.Journal Entry #1:

“The professor. The professor… he…… he asked me to be his assistant today….. I went out and bought a journal just to write about it because I didn’t know who to talk to. I’m… I’m overwhelmed. I thought he was going to expel me from school for insubordination … turns out he wanted to see my work and elect me to work for him. I don’t even know where to start. I hate being the super giddy type over these things, but, ever since I was little and hearing of his move to Piltover to start a school.. I never in my wildest dreams would imagine being at this point. He has been my inspiration and my reason for even working as hard as I do. It’s so hard to tell if he’s mad or happy with my work, but I actually APPRECIATE that. He tells me the blunt, honest truth… like when I need to work harder, or what I should be focusing on, and expected the world of me. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I made sure to try to impress him. I didn’t think I’d actually.. that this was even capable.To be honest, I look up to him. A lot. His mentality, his work ethics… he’s a pure inspiration. I’m at a loss for words, but, maybe tomorrow I’ll have a better journal entry. I think I might do this more often.”Journal Entry #1:

“New journal! I went down and bought a new one finally after I filled out my old massive one. It’s been years, and seeing the new fresh pages laid out to my old stained one is amazing! I can’t wait to fill this one out.I don’t have much to say today.. Except, well… It’s quite odd. I was working with Heimer today like normal, but I swore he broke a smile at me. I forgot what I even said, but it’s hard to read him behind those goggles and such… and yet, he seemed to look at me very endearing. Almost like.. a father, or a grandfather?I have always appreciated my mentor.. but that… was super comforting. I don’t want to tell him. I think he’d probably stare at me funny. But… I really do look up to him… much like a fatherly figure. He’s been my guide for all these years. It’s.. comforting to know that, in his own way, he really does care. I’m sure of it now.”

[prideofnoxus]

" Kled, I have a very deep regard for you. "

Gods, even hearing that was weird.  Strange, like it never ought to happen.

And truthfully so, it took every ounce of strength in his body to not deny the claim outright. Because how? How could he possibly find it in him to care for someone like Kled? A cold-hearted, unrepentant murderer. 

He ran a clawed hand through his hair, brushing it back, and muttered something softly.

“... I love you too.” 

[prideofnoxus]

then: awh, they ship kled and heimerdinger! hahaha, that's MY muse. hahaha. that's cute. now: ........................................................................................FUCK

HAHAHHA GET FUCKED JACK, GET FUCKED YOURE IN HELL NOW

[prideofnoxus]

UAAA CONFESS

Send Confess for Kled’s feelings towards your muse | (Accepting selectively)

 I ain’t exactly proud, but I’ve thought of askin’ what he really wants from me. Hah, wouldn’t it be funny if this all was some stupid game? but goddamn it I can’t understand why he’d risk so much for me. 

I’m guessin that, at the end of the day.... I’m scared. And nobody’s done that to me before, no one. He ain’t like other people, he says somethin’ and I lock up--- it affects me an’ worse of all, it don’t bother me none. 

I don’t know bout this love thing, I really don’t.