#shield death notes

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Note. Love Mal

((You know what fuck you Mal can go to hell even if she and Alexandra have never met and 

THIS IS THE LAST ONE))

I do not know where we met and I do not know who you are. Strangely, I’ve heard you name a few times through various people while looking into my investigations. What I hear concerns me greatly, though not for the cause of said investigations.

Is it strange that I worry for a person that I’ve never met?

I do not think so. After all, I am learning that this is part of who I am.

I do not know if it is foolish to tell you to take care of yourself. In any case, I hope you do.

Regards,

Alexandra Sorcière

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Bonus:

I knew we shouldn’t have revived that stupid goblin.

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Nooooooooote? 83c

((You’re also a big shit))

Nasus would wait as patiently as possible during the will reading. He was rewarded with a small package, about the size of a book. Perhaps it stirred uncertainty within him - Nasus had lived more than long enough to understand and accept the need for death. After all, he spoke of it often enough.

However, it was not a book.

Well, not one with writing. 

In the package was a scrapbook, carefully arrayed with a lifetime of the woman’s photos, from her childhood, student life in Piltover, her Summoning…and what came after was an explosion of joy and love wrapped up in the family that beamed from every image.

The last page contained the pair of them in the middle of the blank page, and a very simple farewell:

The Cycle of Life and Death continues. You taught me that, and I listened. I hope that I was a pleasure to teach, as it was a pleasure for you to be my teacher. But now, the student must embark on research of their own, no?

I will always love you.

Alexandra

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I do not know who you are, or how you got here, but know this:

I knew you were coming, and my friends did too. They are smart, and my partner even smarter. You will never escape their need for justice.

The Shield Technician of Piltover

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Note :D

Hello Iris,

Hello is a strange way to greet someone when the message is all about saying goodbye. However, no doubt this came to you as fast as you run, my courier friend. 

I have little to say to you - but that is only because we have talked about plenty when I was alive. I cannot think of much that I already have not said to you.

Some friendships require very little to say of and to. I think ours is one of them.

I will, however, be honest with you. Yes, I think this procedure is futile. The illness is too far along to halt now - but never let it be said that I lay down and accepted my fate. If there remains a chance, I will take it with the same joy that you taught me to face life with. 

We will meet again Iris, for I believe that such strings do not knot just in one place and time.

I need to sleep now. I feel exhausted. The medicines drain as much as is described by the doctors.

Until we meet again, my friend. I will miss you dearly.

Alexandra

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Note :3c

((TAKES THAT FACE AND THROWS IT INTO HELL WITH YOU AND NIGHT))

My little friend Mira,

You will always be the little friend, the beloved sister. Your innocence and joy is something that has brightened many of my days. Your inquisitive nature is something that has defined you, and strung me along, your bright-eyed curiousity a thing of wonder to behold and get involved in.

Nevertheless, if you are reading this, then I have embarked on an exploration of my own, one you cannot follow - not yet, anyway. Some things, after all, I would forbid you from going on. I see a child’s happiness in you, for however mature you are, and I was a child once. I was not a particularly happy one, and therefore I would choose to let this light shine for as long as it is able.

Perhaps yours would’ve shone forever, regardless of my efforts. Some people are born like that.

I would embrace you one more time if I could, but fate does not work that way.

But do not be sad, my friend. For all you are small in stature, you are large in your heart and mind. I think, from our discussions, that you already understand or at least know something about death - and that you understand it is necessary. I think that you will press on with the same joy as before, because that is who I’ve seen and known you to be.

I think you will be okay.

Did I ever tell you that you reminded me of a bunny? All your innocence and curiousity, your delighted pursuit of your many loves in life - the proverbial carrots dangled before you?

I’m sure you will acquire them all in time.

Hop onwards, little Mira. In time, our paths will cross again.

Alexandra

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Note.

My love.

My light.

My shield.

It is the last with which my fingers pause and I struggle to find words. After all, in all my lifetime, while I wished for companionship, never did I think I would get this granted. That I did is a wonder beyond my wildest dreams.

I have never asked much from you, only that you be mine - but perhaps that in itself is a tall order to fulfil.

So, I would ask something from you, that is just as tall, for I fear it not happening just as I’ve feared it after catching glimpses and hints throughout our years together.

I ask only that you feel.

Whether happy or sad matters not. To feel is a human emotion. It is something precious and special. You will need it to remember the right and the wrong, the boundaries in every grey area - but not just for that. You will also need it for a girl that needs her father right now.

One day you will no doubt tell Syarri about the war you were and still are fighting, and the people that fell beside you - people like me. Crime is far-reaching, and there will always be collateral damage. But you must remember to be more human than the ice you carry within, or you will destroy what is left of the fragile family that remains.

Do not worry, Night Cipher. We both knew my injury or death was inevitable. Would you rather have me caged, or lost in the happiness of flight?

One day, I hope you are able to answer correctly. Perhaps that day is today and perhaps it isn’t.

I was happy to continue strong and proud, despite the threats. Whatever you think of my confidence, I would not bow to those kinds of people. And yes, we did tell each other ‘I love you’ before you left for work that day. All precautions were as you checked them, and all was in order.

Perhaps this note shows a semblance of foresight. It is not magical, but rather of practicality - that which I learned from you. After all, neither of is expected these criminals to be lying.

But, whatever the case, in war there are losses. To win a chess game you must sacrifice valuable pieces. That is the same in any war, my love, and I begrudge nobody for it.

For now, tomorrow, and ever after,

I love you.

The happy-ever-after did no last as long as I could’ve hoped for, but I am content to have lived it with you.

Andra

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To my dearest Mau,

If you are reading this, then no doubt you have received this via my will - which, obviously, can only be read in the event of my death.

Perhaps you might find it surprising that I chose such a way to say goodbye - but then I find it surprising that this illness was so aggressive. Piltover has an excellent reputation in medicine, after all.

There was no time to say goodbye, and I am not sure you could hear me in my illness-induced state anyway. I took the time to write this in one of my periods of lucidity, for you never an know when those end or begin.

I’d ask you to take care of Night, though I would not begrudge you if you are unwilling. He is a difficult man to understand at the best of times, and will be almost impossible to reach.

I have always been grateful for our friendshop, and have truly cared for you - but then I think you already knew that.

With love and friendship,

Alexandra.

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