#whimsicly

[mercless]

lulu swung her legs while perched up on the head of a gargoyle, idly watching the humans who were roaming the streets of noxus beneath her. she was wondering if maybe she should turn some of the carts into wigglesnup trees to make some fun, but she wasn't sure. she was lost in thought until a familiar face she had met before appeared as silent as a shadow beneath the gargoyle. "hello again!" she chirped to the assassin, "what're you doing up here, talon?"

Talon placed both feet squarely on top of the stone construction, gripping the side of the old sculpture for support. Even in the decades-old part of Noxus Prime, there were even more layers to building’s history further down, giving anyone daring enough to climb the architecture a good view of the tangled streets below. So the last thing they expected to here was a familiar, joyful voice.

After looking around them, the assassin looks up to the head of the gargoyle, giving the yordle a bewildered look.“I could ask you the same thing, Lulu,” They begin, making their way around the side of the statue, “I’m making my way through the city to see if anyone… needs help.” Which was partly true. Upon putting two and two together, Talon realises where the small yordle was.“Are… you stuck up here?”

[withperfecttempo]

lulu was inspecting a pine cone for nook-looks when she heard the most beautiful sound. her ears perked up, turning to the noise while her eyes began to glitter with wonder and curiosity. the pine cone she was holding was dropped, completely forgotten in favor of this sound and she took off running towards it. lulu came to a garden with a blue haired woman playing the music she heard. she wandered slowly into the garden, smiling and admiring the woman as she waved. "hewwo!" she greeted brightly.

@whimsicly

To be away from the city for a time, away from civilizationprovides the soul much comfort at times. There is a sense of ease thataccompanies being among nature. To simply bask in the warm rays of the sun,close the eyes and listen to the wind rustle through foliage and feeling itlift free strands of hair on the head melts all tension that is being held. Itis as if the every now and then gods felt empathy for the solace-seeking soul,to whisk troubling thoughts and weights of responsibility. To Sona, however,she would fancy the thought that they must wish for her to play something forthem, especially since her sense of inspiration is rich this particular day.

The maven’s gaze lifts from the etwahl, a bright greetingplucking her from her reverie of a flowing tune. Her sight falls on a yordle,her small hand gesturing to her midair. Sona notes the yordle’s careful treadtowards her while she maintains a welcoming expression. It reminds her much ofa timid child who insists to go against the current of uncertainty andreservation. A warm grin spreads across fair features as she replies with agentle wave.

[shape-of-justice-archived]

@whimsicly

"Why in hell's it smell so... what is that? What IS that?!"

[yuhl]

"you're loud!" the yordle proclaims, more so as an observation. humans were so strange sometimes, though more often than not lulu found them to be quite boring. they lacked imagination, wonder, but this one seemed fun! lulu grinned up at her with wide eyes while pix began to lift one of her long braids ( likely pulling it, but lulu would consider it curiosity ). "where did you come from? why do you make so many loud things? are they magical, too? what's your name?"

        a brow arched at the yordle, jinx’s hand perching on her waist as discerning eyes swept over her. whatever she was, she was small, compact and bursting with a familiar liveliness. as her twine was lifted into the air she brought up an arm as if to swat the smaller creature responsible, but instead looped a finger around her hair and pulled it back. a grin split her lips to mirror the other’s, though its look was sharp - toothy and wolfish. “why don’t i show instead of tell?”  her voice lilted as she bent at the back to bring her face closer to the other’s, the spark in her eyes much more obvious at this distance. danger lurked in the twitch at the corner of her lips, scent of ash already filling her nostrils. fishbones creaked its hinges, something about a bad idea, and she slapped against its snout to silence him before offering a  hand to the yordle, palm upwards , “c’mon squirt, let’s have some fun”   | @whimsicly

[heronaught]

lulu didn't like wherever she was; the air was hard and heavy, it tasted like nickle on her tongue. it stifled all her magic, and pix was nestled in her arms, chattering to her in a displeased tone that sounded more like crickets chirping to those who had not lived with the fae. "how do you live here?" she asked to the other yordle she'd come across while traveling, "there's no magic! no wonder! everything here is so dull and plain..."

     THERE  IS  LITTLE  SUBTLETY  IN  HER  ACTIONS ;  especially  in  the  way  that  Poppy  keeps  a  vigilant  eye  on  her  companion  while  stretching  out  tarps ,  and  also  in  the  way  that  Poppy  puts  extra  force  into  double  knotting  ropes  onto  stakes  and  hammering  those  stakes  into  the  ground  with  one  more  knock  on  the  head .  Soon  enough ,  the  tent  is  up  and  ready  for  the  upcoming  nightfall ,  but  Poppy  has  her  worries  still  (  coincidentally ,  most  of  them  due  to  her  fellow  traveler  )  as  even  though  there  is  no  magic  in  the  air ,  she  half - expects  to  wake  up  in  the  morning  to  see  her  tent  turned  into  a  tree  full  of  nasty  looking  Snabbleberry  fruits .

               Cue  a  preparative  sigh  before  she  attacks  Lulu’s  ever-so-devastating  dilemma .  

   “  IT’S NOT THAT HARD TO DO THINGS BY YOURSELF !!  ——–  like  with  your  own  hands ,  and  without  even  worrying  the  tiniest  bit  about  magic !!   Humans  do  it  all  the  time ,  you  know !!  ——————————  and  to  be  honest ,  YOU’RE  the  one  here  that’s  all  dull  and  plain !!   ….why  are  you  even  here  in  the  first  place ,  Lulu ?  ”       //     @whimsicly

[mercless]

lulu watched the cloaked person with amusement, swinging her small legs while her and pix sat perched on a higher branch in the tree. it was easy to climb when you're small and you had magic! "that was a fun trick," she says, clapping her hands together while pix peered down at them, perhaps with more mischief than lulu herself. "could you still jump like that if you were a mushroom? what about a flower? how come other humans don't do tricks like you?"

Using the branches to maneuver above the forest floor, Talon practices navigating the treetops, almost flying as they moved. Leaping from one branch, they perform a flip in the air as they land on another about to continue on when they heard a soft voice. Glancing around the canopy, they finally spot a creature of sorts… Squinting up in silence, it takes them a minute to answer the purple-haired creature’s question.“… I’ve never seen a plant move.” With their momentum gone now, Talon balances on the solid branch while catching their breath.

“The uh, tricks are too dangerous for most to do.” The assassin blinks a few times, trying to focus, the air around her seemed to be blurry. Worry knaws at the back of their mind at this, but they decide to go against their better judgement for now.“What.. are you.”