Oct 13, 2014
whohassummonedme
Just when Ezreal thought he'd seen it all. The dark figure looked like some kind of Noxian monolith brought to life, floating silently down the sidewalk while no one gave him so much as a second look. Ezreal couldn't tell if the figure's expression was deep thought or just his normal face.
At any rate, they ended up at the same crosswalk, waiting for the light to change. ... Why was the big guy waiting for the light to change? He could easily stop traffic himself. Ezreal didn't realize that he was staring up at the figure from the corner of his eye.