#smokeshroud

[sanguiresse-a]

the high priestess + the world !

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How does your muse make decisions ? Do they trust their instinct or would they rather trust their heart / their logic ?

     It’s worth noting that Vladimir doesn’t quite grasp the idea of consequences… His memories are unreliable, so he can’t learn from the past; his view of the future is fatalistic, so he doesn’t care about what happens later down the line. As such, Vladimir makes decisions on a whim. 

     That isn’t to say he doesn’t put thought into his decisions— he thinks a lot about what he’s going to do, he just tends to favor his entertainment and pleasure. Naturally, he’s had to deal with the consequences of his poor decision-making (the whole existence of vampires, Sion, some ill-fated relationships), but when you’re an immortal Darkin-corrupted blood mage, you’re used to putting out your own fires. 

the world answered here!

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@smokeshroud continued from (x)

Blue eyes wandered to where she heard the soft humming, surprised that anyone had come close and was also listening to her music. It always warmed her heart whenever someone joined her, being with other instrument or with their own voices and not even the softest of the hums escaped from her attention.

Once she was done with her music, the mute woman glanced at the ronin, wondering if she was going to introduce herself. Sona was rather curious about her, but asking would be quite... difficult.

[bladesurgence]

❛ there, there. you’re a very fierce warrior. don’t cry. you’re terrifying. ❜ - // just some inbox fuel, mostly 💖

     The field was damp with more than just the sticky heat.

     Irelia bends down, placing her hand over the fearful eyes of one of her compatriots and closing them so that, at the very least, they may find a peaceful rest. Their end wasn’t: an arrow jutted out of their chest, a thin metal cylinder with red and black fletching. Noxian work.

     She hears a voice behind her, watching, and Irelia turns around, blades spinning around her. It’s not the enemy, as far as she can tell. It’s one of the Kinkou, judging by the mask that covers the bottom half of her face.

     Irelia turns back, staring at the body. “Are you mocking me?”

     Her shoulders shake. Five of her brothers and sisters-in-arms have fallen taking back this village - five lives too many. They wanted to pursue the Noxian forces, thinking they had the upper hand. But Noxus had the strategic position, and made sure it would be a struggle. Irelia just couldn’t find the right rhythm, and she stumbled on parts where she thought she could fly through the dance.

     “It’s no good to be fierce if you can’t use that to protect your fellow soldiers. If I kill, it’s to save Ionian lives. But…” Irelia feels her weakness well up in her throat, and she pauses, catching her breath. Her eyes narrow. She whirls around.

     “And you think you can talk? Where were the Kinkou, when we fought and bled for our lands?”

[expirator]

hospital - " what the hell happened to me? " - from mafia verse probably, have fun

“You insist on defending your pride more than you defend yourself.”

Zed rotates his head, stretching his sore neck muscles and putting down the book he’d been reading in a chair by her bedside. Akali’s voice is weak, a hoarse whisper, mere embers of a flame.

The nurse had dressed her in a hospital robe, but Zed can tell the barrage of bandages that they must have wrapped around her waist. She nurses a black eye, bruised up in her cheek which has swollen up in front of it, and her usually spiky hair is matted with sweat and pulled up to the side in a messy ponytail.

“K Street is Navori territory. We told you. They don’t pick fights unless it’s on their turf. And when they do it’s hardly fair, and always nasty.”

Zed had just returned from a trip out of town when one of the Order gave him the news. A scrappy fight downtown, near the shipyards. They’d stumbled upon a couple of shurikens with a negative of the Korean flag printed on them. One of the Order and the Kinkou’s greatest pains, a real thorn in their side.

A rising threat that he knew he’d eventually have to cooperate with Shen to stomp them out of their city.

“You can thank Shieda for getting you out in time. As far as I know, he’s still out there, snooping around if he hasn’t gotten himself killed. You two are the same. You can’t let anything go.” Zed grimaces, averting his gaze. “Just like I was.”

He stands up, moving to the windows to dim the windowsill. “I won’t tell Shen about this. He has enough to worry about.”

[kinkou-led]

“i’m not the person i once was.”

seven-word sentence starter. | Accepting

“Mhm, so I have noticed.” Shen notes with a nod. “While I am sad that your path does not continue with us, I am so proud to see you grow and come into your own.”

[eciled-moved]

❛ i’ve dirtied my hands a long time ago. ❜ (akali.)

“You say that, but I am doubtful whatever blood you’ve shed can compare to mine. “

& her response is unflinching; in its aftermath, stillness. Only the campfire moves and makes noise, its body flickering, crackling until the last tip of the flame turns to smoke in the sky.  

That’s all it is, though  — words. Riven thinks herself never fool enough to invite aggression on lands she knows she doesn’t belong to, even if her visitor shared in common with her the tribulations of being a rouge  —

Lips purse. There’s the hint of a wry smirk on her rosied lips. A new thought rises to the top of her thoughts. 

“ ...you are still here though. “ Riven uncrosses and crossed her legs to adjust. “ So perhaps I am arrogant to assume you do not know after all. “

Now, a nod to the spot opposite her.

“ If you like. “ @smokeshroud​

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@smokeshroud​ asked: the wheel of fortune + the world !

Headcanon Questions Tarot Edition ( not accepting!! )

10.  THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE  : how well / badly does your muse take setbacks on their goals?

Considering big things like Nami's main goal in finding the moonstone and return to her tribe. At first, she doesn't do very well. She gets frustrated and even a little depressed when a clue where the moonstone is, is a false clue or one that will not lead to anything. But she will still keep trying and trying until she REACHES that goal. When it comes to small things, Nami handles better. Usually she is very optimistic and does not give up so easily to get things done.

21.  THE WORLD  : is there one thing in life that your muse must accomplish? what will they do when they complete that goal?

That was kind of answered in the question above. Nami wants to find the moonstone and return to her tribe to protect them from the creatures of the void. And what she will do next is stay with them and reunite with her family to make up for the time she was away. But as a tidecaller and the only one from the tribe who can go to dry lands, she will be visiting her friends she made during her journey.

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