silver of the moon

I am Shauna Vayne. My duty is to protect citizens, like you, from the demons of the night. My Journal My Quarters My Quarters

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something different:

http://na.leagueoflegends.com/news/july-4th-and-canada-day-art-contest

Shauna looked upon the poster quizzically. Art? While she had never considered herself particularly talented in the area despite the lessons her father allowed her, she thought she might actually have a chance at this prize.

She went to the front of the inn she resided in and purchased a fine horse hair brush and some oil paints. 

She returned to her quarters, sitting her self down, brows furrowed. 

It needed to feature one of the champions celebrating... what? Canada Day? The 4th of July? What were these?!

She asked her local summoners and they explained the basic stereotypes of each holiday as well as the countries that celebrated them. 

Time to get started, I suppose...

[twolol]

Vayne Double Pentakill!

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“liv how r u enjoying ur public adc"  -Wounded

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Shauna paced across the floor of her inn impatiently. She had never really thought of herself as a vagrant, but as time came to show, the statement proved true. Since her father's death, she had never really felt that she had a home.

She knew that she spent a large amount of her time thinking of the past when she really should not have. 

She swallowed the ale, eyes shadowed and grim behind her glasses. Times of reflection--times like this--were dangerous. The consequences of unseen, unspoken thoughts would get her killed one day. 

Before that day, however, there was someone that she would have to take care of. 

[lolove-fanart]

[the-pika-boy]

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Dear dad,

Father,

I'm sorry I was weak, a child. Maybe if I were older, I could have protected you as you did me. I have tried my whole life to be like you, to be as noble, as strong... but I wasn't. 

I will never be able to get you back, to see your smile again. Someday, if ever there is a God and a place after death, I hope that we will meet again. 

Thank you for everything. I'll be better than you were were some day. Don't you worry about that. 

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Dear person I hate,

To the witch that stole away my loved ones, 

I do not understand your intentions and I never will. I do not understand why you were so interested in my father, but I swear to you--you will not go unpunished. 

My suffering and the suffering of others will not be ignored. I care not whether you can destroy me in one attack... I will survive and I will take you down.

Beyond that, I do not know.

There is greater purpose to be found and I will continue to eradicate the world from evil like you. 

I will ensure that no one experiences my pain. 

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"So quick question, did you ever try using melee weapons as opposed to your crossbow?" Wukong tilted his head as he asked the question, the mental image he held of certain champions using weapons that weren't there own amused him slightly.

Vayne chuckles at the monkey's question, "I have attempted, yes, at one point to do so. As nimble and dextrous as I am, I have not been able to master a blade or blunt weapon." 

Her fingers curl around her in chin in thought, teasing her lips subconsciously, "I dislike getting up close and personal. Is that a fair statement?" 

[wishtoconfess]

Do it.

I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend,

Dear ex girlfriend,

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear girlfriend,

Dear boyfriend,

[tobbeer]

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"Vayne, it fills me with happiness to see you back in Demacia.. I.. can't help but feel safer knowing that your ever precise bolts are here to purge the evil from the lands!"

Vayne blinks through her sunglasses, a little disgruntled at the perkiness of the mage, but nonetheless, she responds politely, “Ah… well, Ms. Crownguard, there is much evil to be vanquished. I cannot just sit idly by while the innocent are hurt. I appreciate your welcome home.” 

Just like my family, she adds silently. As long as she were alive and breathing, she would make sure nobody had to endure what she did. 

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"Lady Vayne." Fiora greeted the woman with a nod of her head, and a slight bow. "A pleasure to see you around."

Vayne returned the bow, her expression curt. "Ms. Laurent... Greetings. It's been a long time since I have seen you around."

Vayne did not know much about Ms. Laurent aside from her father's scandal, but she knew that she was a respectable woman; she held respect for her.