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Jayce slowly sunk down as she turned to tear into his masculinity. He hit the floor with his legs around the tree. Maybe he could make some retort about his… No. Gotta play it cool, at least he was facing the other way so he could sort out his hair as he turned.

“Well hello there I erm, was just blown over by… the wind? No! Wait! The beautiful ocean!” Yip. He’d saved that one.. She did not seem like the type to get flustered by his devilish charm but he’d have to try, how else could he get out of a situation where he’d been skulking in the forest staring at her? He looked out across the ocean. He’d always had his head stuck in a machine too far to have much appreciation for nature. He couldn’t really see what people got out of it. You look, and you leave and nothing has changed, but hey, a few lies here and there make Jayce more likely to forget and mess stuff up later. Whatever. “So, what brings you to this part of the neighborhood?”

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Miss Fortune smirked as her stumbled through his greeting, not believing a single word he’d said. She knew his type only spoke to impress, though none of it would even phase her. Maybe if she had been a normal girl, he would have gotten her, but she was a quite experienced woman, aside from being a pirate. Charm and charisma were just walls to cover up insecurity that she knew how to look through like they were glass.

“How long were you there watching me?” The read head questioned, ignoring what he’d asked.

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“Ha! Watching?! Pfft, don’t flatter yourself honey, I was just passing by and figured I’d... crash in to a tree.” Well that was convincing. This macho man act was tough to keep up. Why couldn’t he be around other men and just shout loudly about stuff that he’d done but make them sound a thousand times more exciting. “One time I did 8 laps around Piltover without my feet even touching the floor!” Yeah. That was a malfunction with his hammer that did not end well. Maybe he could try one though. Anecdotes are supposed to be great for conversation and this one was painful enough already. “Reminds me of another time I crashed into something but that ended in the near collapse of an entire civilization!”

Now he’d have to find a way to jazz up tripping and falling on one of his lab rats. This was not a good day and the company was not making this easier, who was this girl who wasn’t even slightly phased by his manliness? How could he get out of here without making even more of a fool of himself?

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Survival (Open)

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Jayce sprung to action, dashing towards the rock. It looked heavy. Well he couldn’t leave a damsel in distress even if it was Vi. He was a hero! His fingers gripped around the rock but damn was he tired. All that running had taken it out of him. He heaved but his strength had really left him, the jaguar lept up over the ridge and its teeth looked sharper now there was a little light. This rock was not moving whatsoever, it was just too damn big, fucking Vi and her expectations, some of us are only human, geez! He remembered tinkering with Vi’s gloves now and then. When she wasn’t looking of course. She moved them so effortlessly but he nearly broke his back trying to move them half an inch for a bet. After all this time swinging that hammer round he thought he’d be a little more up to the job. Still, he was a smart lad, he’d figure something out, his eyes darted round as he the two fearsome monsters crash in to each other. He noticed a smaller rock, small enough to hold in one hand but with a deadly sharp edge. Seems his luck would save the day once again! He stumbled as he got back up but tried to swerve into some kind of cool pose. Hopefully it worked. He rushed towards the fray shouting inane war cries between gulps of air.

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“Hurry the fuck up.” yelled Vi. She had managed to get the jaguar pinned and was waiting for the rock. The jaguar was a feisty one, and was hard to keep down, but Vi held on for now. She took a risk and looked behind her and watched as Jayce failed to pickup the stone and moved towards a smaller one. It was sharper, which made up for its size, but as Jayce was moving towards the rock, the Jaguar broke free and started running towards Jayce.

“Aww no you fucking don’t” Vi said as she jumped on the Jaguar, driving her forearm into the jaguar’s head with enough force that it made a dent into the ground. It was still alive, and trying to wriggle free, but it was too late, with a less then mighty battle cry, Vi saw Jayce charge towards the pinned cat.

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Ha! His moment of glory! Vi would have to respect his alpha male dominance after this, killing a wild beast with a pebble, oh they’d love him even more back home when this story got out! The jaguar was well and truly held in place, how could he mess this up? Maybe Vi was doing all the work, but who cares the support anyway? He twizzled the stone in his hand and brought it down with all his might against the top of its skull. He felt the flesh and bone sink beneath his blow. He did it! As he opened his eyes and looked down at his hand, covered in blood and jaguar brains he let out a little squeal and flapped his arm around, trying to get as much of it as he could in Vi’s face. Maybe the squeal would come back to haunt him but the look on Vi’s face made up for it tenfold. Well. That was easy!... erm... you have a little... something on your...” He was biting his bottom lip to hold in the laughter. At least she had no gloves to beat him with.

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Stranded || Open

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Jayce could see her up ahead, staring out at the ocean longingly. He scratched his nose realizing he was doing the same thing but to her. He often wished he had kept to himself, keeping up the facade of egotistical pretty boy was easy when everyone loved you and you could avoid much contact besides shouting cheesy lines. He should talk to her. Perhaps if she was less attractive this would be easier. Could he pretend she was heimerdinger? Nope, he’d have to deal with his useless self. Or… he could just not. Ha!

Jayce, feeling quite pleased with himself turned to skulk back in to the treeline and pretend he’d never seen her, maybe he could amaze her later while shouting about justice and being a hero and stuff. With a great smug grin on his face he turned caught his foot on a root and walked straight into a tree, letting out a loud “OUCH!!”

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Her sweet period of relaxation and peace was quickly snapped away from her when a loud, manly voice yelled out behind her. Jumping in her boots, Miss Fortune turned to see a masculine figure covering his face, seemingly in pain. Her brow furrowed, knowing that somewhere she had seen this man before but the memory not quite coming to her. She wasn’t that great at remembering faces unless they were worth something. They never really benefited her in the long run so why bother.

Crossing her arms, a cocky smile appeared on her face. “What’d you do, kid? Trip and give yourself a little boo-boo?” She laughed at her own wit and cocked her hip, her blue eyes slowing giving him a closer look from head to toe. He was quite handsome, young with some muscle. Just the kind she liked, but never got attached to. Too shallow.

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Jayce slowly sunk down as she turned to tear into his masculinity. He hit the floor with his legs around the tree. Maybe he could make some retort about his... No. Gotta play it cool, at least he was facing the other way so he could sort out his hair as he turned. “Well hello there I erm, was just blown over by... the wind? No! Wait! The beautiful ocean!” Yip. He’d saved that one.. She did not seem like the type to get flustered by his devilish charm but he’d have to try, how else could he get out of a situation where he’d been skulking in the forest staring at her? He looked out across the ocean. He’d always had his head stuck in a machine too far to have much appreciation for nature. He couldn’t really see what people got out of it. You look, and you leave and nothing has changed, but hey, a few lies here and there make Jayce more likely to forget and mess stuff up later. Whatever. “So, what brings you to this part of the neighborhood?”

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Survival (Open)

Night had befallen the Drifting Isles. Clouds covered the sky, hiding the moon and stars from view. Well not like Vi would be able to see them anyways. Not long after wandering the isles, being just generally pissed off, she came across a cave. During the day, she had managed to build a fire within the center of the cavern, and was only now getting a better look at the cave.

The cave room she was in wasn’t that big, only about 15ftx13ft. (~5m.x4m.) with a huge pillar near the back of the room. The ceiling was covered in stalagtites and soda straws, most of them very small. Behind the colum there was a small opening, and Vi heard rushing water from within. Vi approached the opening, and came up with an idea.

She went back to the entrance of the cave, and saw a loose part of the floor. She tried to pick it up, then struggled to carry it to the opening, and used it as a cover.

“Fuck, that was heavy.” She said between battered breaths, “Gotta remember not to push myself until I get my gauntlets back.”

Vi had position the rock to cover most of the opening, leaving barely enough room for her to get into, that way if something unwanted were to discover where she was, and she failed to punch it to death, she would have a back up plan.

She was back to her fire, exhausted, laying down to go to sleep when she heard a noise. She was no longer alone.

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Shit fuck shit! He should have left that dead rodent alone! He threw his trusty tree branch behind him at the jaguars face. Nope, that was not slowing it down at all. He was running and stumbling, sweat dripping from his forehead. His hammer sure would be useful right now, ugh. In the distance he could see a flicker of light. Hope at last! His legs were like jelly. All that running round summoners rift must have helped because this animal was looking tired as well. He made a beeline for it and minutes later he crashed into a clearing in front of a cave. Fuck! the cave was blocked! Someone had to be in there with the fire.

“Help!” Backing towards the cave he dared to glance over his shoulder and saw a glimpse of pink hair “Vi!? Just who I was looking for! Please save my ass… again”

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Vi sat up quickly as she heard Jayce’s voice. “Jayce?” she said confused, before seeing the jaguar in hot pursuit. “Shit!”

She got up and opened the cave door, pushing it to the side before pulling Jayce in. She wasn’t was fast enough though, for as she was closing the door, the jaguar leaped into the cave. Thinking quickly Vi jumped on the jaguar and punched it in the face. After carrying the weight of her gauntlets everywhere, her punches packed power, even bare-handed, and the jaguar was knocked-back a couple feet, just enough for it to be outside again.

“Jayce, I’m gonna need your help with this, so don’t pussy out on me. You see that rock?” Vi pointed at a medium size rock near the left wall “Grab it, I’m gonna try to put it into a headlock and pin it to the ground, then you smash that rock into it’s fucking head.”

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Jayce sprung to action, dashing towards the rock. It looked heavy. Well he couldn’t leave a damsel in distress even if it was Vi. He was a hero! His fingers gripped around the rock but damn was he tired. All that running had taken it out of him. He heaved but his strength had really left him, the jaguar lept up over the ridge and its teeth looked sharper now there was a little light. This rock was not moving whatsoever, it was just too damn big, fucking Vi and her expectations, some of us are only human, geez! He remembered tinkering with Vi’s gloves now and then. When she wasn’t looking of course. She moved them so effortlessly but he nearly broke his back trying to move them half an inch for a bet. After all this time swinging that hammer round he thought he’d be a little more up to the job. Still, he was a smart lad, he’d figure something out, his eyes darted round as he the two fearsome monsters crash in to each other. He noticed a smaller rock, small enough to hold in one hand but with a deadly sharp edge. Seems his luck would save the day once again! He stumbled as he got back up but tried to swerve into some kind of cool pose. Hopefully it worked. He rushed towards the fray shouting inane war cries between gulps of air.

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Miss Fortune wandered around the dank forest, shivering slightly in her skimpy outfit. Something felt eerie about the land she was on. Not that she was scared or anything, this bounty hunter was fearless. Something just felt… wrong about the place. She had no memory of how she got there and whoever brought her there had taken her pistols. She was rightfully upset.

Through a clearing in the forest, the red head found herself at the edge of a cliff and below, the sea. The sight of water made Miss Fortune feel slightly better, if only she had The Syren to take her away from this place. It seemed the island she was on wasn’t the only piece of land in this area, but she wasn’t about to jump into uncharted waters.

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Jayce could see her up ahead, staring out at the ocean longingly. He scratched his nose realizing he was doing the same thing but to her. He often wished he had kept to himself, keeping up the facade of egotistical pretty boy was easy when everyone loved you and you could avoid much contact besides shouting cheesy lines. He should talk to her. Perhaps if she was less attractive this would be easier. Could he pretend she was heimerdinger? Nope, he’d have to deal with his useless self. Or... he could just not. Ha! Jayce, feeling quite pleased with himself turned to skulk back in to the treeline and pretend he’d never seen her, maybe he could amaze her later while shouting about justice and being a hero and stuff. With a great smug grin on his face he turned caught his foot on a root and walked straight into a tree, letting out a loud “OUCH!!”

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Survival (Open)

Night had befallen the Drifting Isles. Clouds covered the sky, hiding the moon and stars from view. Well not like Vi would be able to see them anyways. Not long after wandering the isles, being just generally pissed off, she came across a cave. During the day, she had managed to build a fire within the center of the cavern, and was only now getting a better look at the cave.

The cave room she was in wasn’t that big, only about 15ftx13ft. (~5m.x4m.) with a huge pillar near the back of the room. The ceiling was covered in stalagtites and soda straws, most of them very small. Behind the colum there was a small opening, and Vi heard rushing water from within. Vi approached the opening, and came up with an idea.

She went back to the entrance of the cave, and saw a loose part of the floor. She tried to pick it up, then struggled to carry it to the opening, and used it as a cover.

“Fuck, that was heavy.” She said between battered breaths, “Gotta remember not to push myself until I get my gauntlets back.”

Vi had position the rock to cover most of the opening, leaving barely enough room for her to get into, that way if something unwanted were to discover where she was, and she failed to punch it to death, she would have a back up plan.

She was back to her fire, exhausted, laying down to go to sleep when she heard a noise. She was no longer alone.

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Shit fuck shit! He should have left that dead rodent alone! He threw his trusty tree branch behind him at the jaguars face. Nope, that was not slowing it down at all. He was running and stumbling, sweat dripping from his forehead. His hammer sure would be useful right now, ugh. In the distance he could see a flicker of light. Hope at last! His legs were like jelly. All that running round summoners rift must have helped because this animal was looking tired as well. He made a beeline for it and minutes later he crashed into a clearing in front of a cave. Fuck! the cave was blocked! Someone had to be in there with the fire.

“Help!” Backing towards the cave he dared to glance over his shoulder and saw a glimpse of pink hair “Vi!? Just who I was looking for! Please save my ass... again”

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On second thought it may not have been the best idea to try and climb the tree. Yes she was hungry, the near constant protests from her stomach provided an unnecessary reminder of that, but she also was not the most agile girl to be accepted into the institute. Again she stained to reach the fruit, fingers stretching in a way that sent spasms through her palm, but alas they still lay out of reach.

Well this was just wonderful now wasn’t it? Cautiously she glanced towards the floor, a somewhat shockingly distant sight, and shuddered at the thought of making the return journey down the tree. She was now hungry, tired and trapped. Not only that but the footsteps she had been hoping were going to uneventfully pass her by seemed to be growing closer and closer…

Sona hung desperately to her perch. Perhaps the stranger would not spot her? Though this thought wasn’t exactly reassuring either… It wasn’t as if she had any way down without help. Could she dare hope whoever found her would be kind? And - without giving her further time to deliberate - there he was. From this distance she could not make out his features. Perhaps if she could just-

Her breath caught in her throat. The branch, having thinned beneath her as she tried to edge closer, seemed no longer able to bear her weight and a loud crack broke the silence. She now hung in mid air, one hand still desperatly clinging to the limb of the tree. Her nails dug into the soft bark, heartbeat thudding in her chest. Help!

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Jayce twizzled a small twig between his teeth as he sauntered through the forest. He could already feel his patchy beard growing and creeping over his wondrous jawline. Still, so far he hadn’t met anyone else. Maybe he could grow it out. imagine the ladies faces when he came back with a full on beard... Maybe that would remind them too much of gragas... He could always get it styled, he could see himself rocking the draven stache. A crack echoed through the tranquil silence. Jayce’s stomach growled as he realized just how long it had been since he’d eaten. Whatever this was he would need something to catch it so he could eat it. A sizable rock was all he could find that might work on something small. He didn’t have time to worry about that, he licked his lips and started to sneak towards where the noise had come from. Sadly Jayce had no experience in tracking and gave up within seconds. He slumped against a tree with his head in his hands. Someone give him something to tinker with! He threw his hands in the air and as he did a huge gown smothered his vision. He adjusted his weight enough to catch whatever was inside this ocean of fabric and found himself staring into the eyes of a beautiful blue haired woman. Shit! As quickly as he’d caught her he dropped her on the ground, hopefully she wouldn’t notice he’d caught her at all! ha! “Oh! Sorry! errm... Nice to meet you!” At least if his beard had grown in it could hide his blush. He should have stayed hungry.