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"Ah and so another finds their way to my doorstep. Can I help you or are you here simply to start a fight? I doubt you require any smiting or crafting done."
“Ooh, why so harsh? Here I thought you’d have nothing against one of my kind…” Karthus laughed lowly, “And here I was planning on making a good impression. Tsk tsk.”
"Excuse me. Mr Daesyn, I have a request for you. I will pay you for this task of course. "
“Taric,” Calix smiled warmly, “Well, I’d love to fulfill that request if I can. What can I do for you?”
By your side, till you heal.
Calix groaned as he awoke. Blue eyes glanced to the side, and caught sight of Taric sitting there. He drew in a deep breath and shifted - a quick, pained groan quickly catching in his throat as he did, the stiffness and pain of his injuries forcing him to go still once more.
“Taric...what...?” his voice was soft, hoarse.
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Taric,
I’m going to make this quick, but I don’t want to go without saying anything to you. I want to thank you for everything - for helping me out, for welcoming me into your home whenever I’m around, for looking out for me, for making me feel more welcome and more...right and more comfortable than I almost ever have. I enjoyed so much time spent with you, and I hope that, for all the frustration I may have offered, you enjoyed our friendship as much as I did.
I also want to say I’m sorry.
I know how you don’t like the wars of the nations here, and Noxus, but I just can’t avoid it any more. My mother was born to Noxus, I was brought here, I have made it my home, but I haven’t done as every Noxian should. I want Noxus to be my home, I want to know that my mother would have been proud of me, I don’t want to be a coward any more.
I’m joining the military, Taric, and, of course, I can’t know if I’ll ever come back. I hate to write it, but I have to be honest. Of course, let’s also be a little optimistic, yeah? If you’ll have me when I come back, I’ll make your place my first stop and we can do gems on nails and whatever else we can come up with.
Goodbye, my friend.
Until next time.
"Calix. You promised." The knight his circlet flickered as he slowly held up his kit and tapped it to the side of his head. "So drop it and come sit with me."
Calix chuckled softly, smilig warmly at Taric, “Sure, sure -” he said, closing a book and slipping it into his bag that sat on the floor nearby. “I did promise - and I could definitely use the break~”
"Enough! I'm done playing games." Taric gripped the light haired male his collar and dragged him off towards the bedroom. "You will sleep or I will put you to rest permanently! My patience has run thin!"
“Holy gods, Taric!” Calix exclaimed as he was suddenly grabbed, eyes widening as he was quite literally pulled away from his work so suddenly by the knight. “I feel like somewhere in that threat the concern for my well-being drops off a little bit!”
"Hey there cutie. Why don't you take off that shirt and let me work those muscles?"
“Taric? What’s gotten int-” at which point he notes the appearance change.
“U-uh? Looking nice but what’s with the change-up?” he asks, a pale shade of red dusting his cheeks. He was glad for the slight cover of his hood.
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purest-gemcraft replied to your post:Taric, Malphite, Ryze (because i saw those 3 pass...
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"... Do not flatter yourself."
