#seliniakocharitos

[voidhunting]

Wraps a blanket around her shoulders. It gets cold during the night.

she is mostly unresponsive to the attention, or at least for the first seconds before it starts to slip down from her shoulder. a clawed hand gently reaches up to hold onto the hem of the blanket, securing its place on her back. her lips barely move for a whisper taken away by the wind.  ‘ thanks, mom. ‘

[voidhunting]

She descended from out of nowhere, like an owl to it's prey into the dead of night, arms outstretched to mimic their wings. Suddenly, arms! Wrapped about Kai'sa in a warm, gentle embrace, followed only by the silent murmur of, "Kept ya waiting, huh?"

      nights are cold in the desert. even through the suit, she could feel its bite. and it got even worse when the wind decided to join the party. it almost made her miss the undergrounds and their relative safety regarding the weather. but then it’d mean she’d have to pass on the beautiful sight that was the night sky, those shining dots making sitting on the top of that rock very worth it.       it’s in that position diana ‘surprised’ her. the huntress had felt her presence long before she had made herself known, but she knew no harm would ever come from her, and so she had let her approach without a reaction. the embrace was warm, chasing away the cold of the night that had started to chill her bones, and she found herself leaning back against the other with a sleepiness uncharacteristic of herself.  ‘ hey mom. ‘  she mumbled, groggy from the cold and being taken out of her resting trance out of the blue.

[voidhunting]

‘ friends are more important than any material object will ever be. ’

      she had never been a material person. how could she when she had no home, nowhere to keep potential belongings safe, and no use nor interest for money? so she could only agree with this statement. though it brought up another thought in the shuriman’s mind, one she voiced while staring down at her hands.  “ their loss also hurt more than the loss of any material object ever will. “  the words carry her pain, a pain that still subsides even after so much time passed mourning.

[voidhunting]

Diana had become something of a hobbyist when trying to put together a gift for Kai'sa. She hadn't known just how many celebrations of the holiday she had managed to actually enjoy, so she figured something hand made, fresh from the heart would suffice. So, she presented the void huntress with a wood carved figurine bust in her very own image. "It might not last long in the line of duty, but regardless, I figured you would like to have something of your own. If only for the moment."

      The gift is carefully handled by the curious huntress as she inspects it, her face showing a mix of wonder and surprise.      “ Is it really for me? “  She finally asks after a bit, looking at Diana as if she didn’t believe it.  “ I don’t know what to say… “  And to make up for her lack of words, she instead opts to show her gratitude through actions, taking the other into her arms and hugging her for a (long) moment. She has no idea where she’ll keep the figurine safe, but it’s a thought she’ll come back to later.

[kalijhomentethi]

Diana couldn't hide her grin when her eyes met Akali's, greeting her with the usual, "Hey there, Killer." This time, she had something in her hands. The veteran mercenary held a small, wrapped, rectangular gift out to the assassin, levying a swift wink at her. "Merry Christmas, figured you'd appreciate a gift." Inside was a crystalline, heart shaped pendant with the words 'Live Free' carved into it. It seemed she had gone through quite the bit of trouble procuring this present.

It has been three years since Akali took the time to celebrate Snowdown, much less to give or receive a gift. Three years since she reveled in the holiday spirit with her family. Three years since she went rogue. But here was Diana, a bartender she just met in the middle of the night one time, handing her a gift as if it was the most normal thing to do.

The assassin carefully took the wrapped gift from the veteran, as if it might shatter to pieces just from her touching it. Everything she touched was either a weapon used to destroy, or something to be destroyed. If her assumptions were correct, the present was neither of those. Akali fidgeted ever so slightly under the other woman's gaze as she unwrapped the gift. When she finally saw what was inside, her breath caught in her throat.

Live Free, the pendant said. Two simple words. And yet, those two words felt like it was what her whole being was aching for. To live free. Free from this shit hole of a world. Free from the bullshit she had to endure, and is still enduring. She may not have the head of the person who murdered her parents now, but maybe, just maybe, spending time with someone this Snowdown was enough. Enough for her heart to feel free, even just for a moment.

Akali felt pressure building up behind her eyes, and she quickly turned her back to the bartender. Oh hell no, she wasn't going to cry in front of Diana of all people. She clenched her fist and took a deep breath, letting the chilly air of the season fill her senses.

"You know I'm not one for jewelry right?" she said with a half-hearted smirk as she glanced back, but it came out weaker than intended. Fuck.

Akali hissed under her breath and turned to face Diana again. Instead of simply thanking her for the meaningful gift, she engulfed her in an embrace. She was warm. Warm and sturdy. Akali felt like melting and staying there for an eternity. A few seconds passed before the assassin reached up to squeeze the taller woman's shoulder.

"Tell anyone about this, and I'm kicking your ass."

[herpotions]

26, 29, 30

26: My biggest pet peeves

People not crediting artists, when people type “could of” instead of “could have”, people who chew with their mouth open...

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend

Because the truth would have made things really awkward between us... 

30: What I hate the most about work/school

Professors who give really unclear instructions and then get mad at you when you ask for clarification is probably my number 1 hate.

[voidhunting]

Merry Christmas, Diana got Kai'sa a gift. It's a box of beanies. That's a lot of beanies.

      oh. that’s a very nice gift. she loves it. so many beanies. too many beanies. oh no, there is much too many, how will she manage to wear all of them? which one first?? ensue a quiet panic over which one she is going to pick.

[kalijhomentethi]

@seliniakocharitos

Another lead, another kill. And yet no matter how many people were killed, the main target still seemed so far from Akali’s grasp. They never knew any substantial information.

The chilly weather only served to worsen her frustration. Scowling, she pulled her kama free from the unfortunate soul and wiped the blood off the (mostly) clean curtains. Let the authorities deal with the mess.

She then proceeded to climb down from the open window, dropping onto the streets as if nothing happened. Maybe bashing some drunkards' heads could lighten her mood. Making up her mind, she began her trek to the local bar.

The city lights were bright and festive, but not many people were walking around at this hour. Akali could hear the booming laughter and atrocious music as she neared the bar. When she arrived at her destination, she was immediately assaulted by the acrid smell of booze and unwashed bodies. Wrinkling her nose, she made her way to the counter, where she promptly plopped down on an empty seat. Pulling down her mask, she called over the bartender, "Hey! Can I get a shot of whiskey over here?"