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[ask-wolf-who-watches]

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ღ- Sexuality?

// Shen is grey-asexual/demisexual. Depending on the person, he may feel varying levels of either sexual and/or romantic attraction (grey-asexual).

But this attraction would not form out-of-the-blue; he’d need some kind of emotional connection beforehand, hence the demisexual.

[ask-nautilus-titanofthedeep]

Happy birthday darling! -streamers boom-

//Yay I love streamers ^.^ Thank you ^.^

[askcuratorofthesands]

💘

//Uhm. Yas? Yas. RoboDoge 5ever.

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[ask-wolf-who-watches]

65: Would you consider yourself a "cuddler"?

I don’t think I mind one way or another, though being close is nice.

// Ooooh yes. I love cuddling xD

[askcuratorofthesands]

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“Marriage? An honor it is to be considered for such a thing. You make this old soul lighter than it has ever been.” He bowed, one arm crossing his torso. “I humbly accept your love, dearest Orianna.”

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[askcuratorofthesands]

☱ -winks-

“Orianna came to me many suns ago, seeking knowledge about humans for her own understanding. Never before have I had the chance to interact with a mechanical being and I must say the experience is quite exhilarating. She is somehow more human than what I would have expected from a sentient being born without complete human emotions. However there are still those moments where you know she is lacking. Despite this, she learns at a great pace and now she appears to be developing her own personality somehow. She seems to become more human with each passing day, all from just reading and conversing with myself as well as other Shurimans. What a joy it is to watch her grow...”

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[ask-wolf-who-watches]

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Shen’s Journal: Orianna

My mission to Piltover was uneventful, and would’ve quickly passed from my mind - save for a single person I saw.

She was a clockwork woman, a lady of metal and gears. She was walking in a crowd, but might as well have been traveling through Shurima - the other citizens having a distinct lack of acknowledgment of her existence.

They gave her a small berth; an island in a sea of people. It is something I knew well, for my own countrymen often treat me in a similar manner.

I am curious as to how much she can feel. Is she lonely? Does she wish for someone to see her as a person, to not be ignored because of who you are?

I think I’d like to meet her someday. But perhaps it might be better for two machines to never cross paths.

[piltoversfiinest-blog]

Orianna scanned the alleyway once more Ball in her lap as she listened to Vis merciless munching, lowering the binoculars she threw her partner a look. "We are on patrol, must you bring such loud snacks" (Welcome to the rgpd)

“Sorry that I eat, you and ball can go on for days but I’m hungry.” Vi leaned back in her seat and just tossed the empty, now crumpled up bag, into the back of the squad car. “I’m done now anyway, so you’re save. See anything out there, we’ve been waiting here for hours, you really wanna be this thorough?” She knew they’d been looking for this guy for a while, knew he’d be around here, Orianna had sharper eyes later in the night than Vi did so she was just leaving it to her now, but if and when it came down to the run and punch, she’d be ready.