They fear me. They should.

Bones to break. [Human Warwick RP blog]-(18+)

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astral-euphoria‌:

Astral appears back after a couple of hours. “How was the food?” Astral then give Warwick the file. “According to some sources, he was injured recently from a fight. The vital of blood I provided should allows you to track him.”

Astral gives Warwick a small envelope. “After this, contact me for anything you want. It is nice to make acquaintance with you Warwick.” Astral smiles genuinely.

He was surprised by Astral’s arrival, but quickly got his bearing back. “Wait. The fuck you want me to do with him ? You realise I’m not the best choice to just... Find him all nice and behave. Particulary if this guy killed people.”

Despite the smile in front of him, Warwick looked unpleased. “What do you expect of me ?” 

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etwahlian‌:

caution did not exist in the air that flourished around her form, breathing life, vitality, into the area. with life came light, emerald and brilliant, persistent, to facilitate growth in the face of his stubbornness. she needn’t approach him further for the aura to meet his wound, though sona moved nonetheless to showcase her care. “ i don’t want anything, just to heal you. you may not want help, but you do need it. “ she lowered herself slowly beside him until flowing fabrics of her draping dress threatened to become sullied by the blood his injury cried. regardless, she outstretched a single hand to hover nearer still, searching to glow above his torn skin. though he growled and snarled, sona did not draw away. she could be stubborn, too, and to a dangerous fault.

“ please keep still, this may take a moment. “

But Warwick wasn’t some sort of well tamed dog. Not enough to break bones, but still strong, he caught her wrist, preventing it from coming near his wound.

“Let me reword it.” A constant growl was coming from his chest, glaring furiously. “I don’t want your help. So fucking get lost, and forget me. Or are you deaf in top of mute ? I don’t trust stranger. What garantee me you’re not going to poison my wound ?”

He met many wrong people, enough that by now Warwick always chose warriness over trust.

“Go find some poor critter somewhere to feed your need of playing saviour.”

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astral-euphoria‌:

“You know that I wouldn’t make that deal if I didn’t know the risk.” Astral says, “however, your blood senses is a key part of this operation.”

Astral gives Warwick the bag of food. “Look, my introduction for an offering maybe a little bit ‘intense’ but in Piltover, everything has a purpose.” Astral pulls out a closed vial of blood. “Just tell me if you can find the location of this person.” Astral starts to walk backwards and fading away. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you kill me.” The voice echos.

He looked at the vial. “Wait... I can’t do that. Unless this person is leaking blood, or has his clothes soaked. I can’t find someone by having their blood, I function by smell.”

Warwick didn’t know if Astral heard him. The smell of the bag of food had caught his attention, and he focused on that.

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Angst starter

“I swear this isn’t what I wanted !”

“This wasn’t supposed ot happen, not like this.”

“I’ll never forgive you.”

“I can’t believe you betrayed me…”

“I already gave you a second chance. There won’t be a third. This is over.”

“Forget me.”

“If I ever see your face again, I’ll kill you.”

“I thought you cared about me…”

“I wish I never met you.”

“Go away. Now.”

“Oh, you want to make me happy ? Then disappear.”

“You thought I really liked you ? What a fool.”

“Everything I told you was a lie.”

“You’re nothing to me, only a tool I used.”

“It was fun, but it’s over.”

“Stop crying. It’s ugly.”

“Woah, you’re really naive, aren’t you ?“

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Angst starter

“I swear this isn’t what I wanted !”

“This wasn’t supposed ot happen, not like this.”

“I’ll never forgive you.”

“I can’t believe you betrayed me…”

“I already gave you a second chance. There won’t be a third. This is over.”

“Forget me.”

“If I ever see your face again, I’ll kill you.”

“I thought you cared about me…”

“I wish I never met you.”

“Go away. Now.”

“Oh, you want to make me happy ? Then disappear.”

“You thought I really liked you ? What a fool.”

“Everything I told you was a lie.”

“You’re nothing to me, only a tool I used.”

“It was fun, but it’s over.”

“Stop crying. It’s ugly.”

“Woah, you’re really naive, aren’t you ?“

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astral-euphoria‌:

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“Zaun is endangering itself and Piltover,” Astral explains. “Although it’s not a surprise anymore,” he mutters to himself. “Lucky for both of us whatever Zaun try to make is still a prototype, so we still have to time act.”

“I only want to take the schematic and destroy it,” he looks at Warwick, “and I need you be my guard.” Astral motion the bag food, suggesting Warwick to eat. “Of course, you would get something out of the deal. Money, clothing, food, anything.”

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His red eyes blinked in surprise. “Oh. So you really have a purpose other than mocking me. I didn’t expect it.”

It deserved some real thinking. “...I approve your goal, but I wouldn’t make a good bodyguard. I become dangerous for everyone when blood is spilled. I could kill you as well as my ennemies.”

His voice was unpleased, because it was a thing Warwick disliked to admit. “The payment change nothing. I won’t offer myself as a bodyguard if I think I will kill you at the slighest hint of blood.”

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euphorianbeliever‌:

“Well, since you have contact with me,” Astral says, “just ask me to give you more.” Astral gets closer to Warwick. “After all,” he gives a devious smile, “we are acquaintances.”

“I’m not a stray dog you brought home, what the fuck.” Offended, he glared at him a mean way.

Out of spite, Warwick took a step forward. “And I didn’t say that for you to hear. You should stop sneacking up on me like that, one day I’m going to claw you.”

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etwahlian replied to your post ““Excuse me, but what are you doing ?””

@etwahlian

she was not surprised to see him, rather, she was intrigued that he had not immediately reacted to the fact that dainty feet did not quite touch the ground beneath her flowing fabrics, slender legs instead intertwined in weightlessness. sona had not spoken to him by mouth, though lips pursed as she witnessed the blood spilled before her. instead, she had spoken by telepathy. her mind, reaching, caressing the wounded man's own. " let me help you. " she offered, soft.

It was only when she ‘talked’ while he watched her that Warwick realised he didn’t hear her, but percepted her into his mind. Immediately, warriness poured in his heart. If she could access his mind, what else was she able to do...?

“Help me...? I’m fine. I do not need help.” Seeing how the wound was, Warwick was obviously lying. But he didn’t like ask or accept help, both out of pride and carefulness.

“What do you really want.” He asked with a growl, fangs showing.

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“Excuse me, but what are you doing ?”

An annoyed growl resonated in the alley. Obviously, crawling on the ground as he tried to follow the smell of someone who passed here hours ago, Warwick probably looked pretty weird and ridiculous.

Mostly ridiculous, even.

He was angry to begin with, because between all the usual smells of the city, the one of his prey was nearly vanished, and he’d been playing this sniffling dog scenary for a while now, without success.

The smell was just enough noticeable he caught it for the spawn of a second, but disappeared before he can follow it.

With a sigh, Warwick stood, rubbing his dirty hands on his pants. “Something useless, apparently.” Looking unfriendly, he glared at the stranger. “What do you want ?”

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“In case you didn’t notice, I’m busy.”

Wonderful. Like any rude people, Warwick was bad at handling rude people. Containing a groan, he tried to behave.

“I can see. But I need the help of a blood expert, and rumors say you’re the best around.” Of course rumors weren’t always right, but sometimes it was worth following them.

“So if you have a moment in your busy schedule, that would be nice.”

Yes, politeness wasn’t exactly Warwick’s forte. For once, he was stuck in his hunt, and that put him in rage. Even more than his normal state of angryness, which was to say something.

And he had to face assholes and babbling idiots to finally find a person that had the abilities to help him. Of course it didn’t help his mood the slighest.

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“How the hell did you get here ?”

An annoyed growl left Warwick’s throat. He thought the place was empty, but apparently someone was still here - or get back in the meantime.

He was tracking a specific women, the dangerous sort of venomous viper that leaded all sort of awful market. An informer told Warwick he could find some informations here, and he wasn’t sure it was true, but the man was desperate enough to try.

Or stupid enough, either.

Glancing vaguely at the window he just broke a glass, Warwick attempted an answer. “...The window was open ?”

Yes, he had been more original in his life. But he’d been tracking this women for a while now, and was getting tired.

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“You shouldn’t be here.”

Turning his back to the door he just closed, Warwick stared at the stranger who talked. One could be surprised he didn’t smell him, or notice him before, but for his defense he was fleeing for his survival, which was quite distracting.

Immediately, he braced himself for attack, worried. Outside were a bunch of people who wanted to kill him, not an unusual thing, but here they were a little too much for Warwick, which was unusual.

“I won’t stay. Just... Few minutes.” He doubted the feral man in front of him would accept, but it was worth trying.

Few fresh wounds were on his body, proof he tried to bite more than he could chew.

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“Excuse me, but what are you doing ?”

Jumping from surprise, Warwick immediately took a defensive posture to face the person who talked.

The fact it was a feminine voice didn’t lessen his reaction - he knew anyone could be a threat, and should be treated as dangerous.

At the sight of the floating women, he understood better why he didn’t hear her coming. It was more mysterious why the man didn’t smell her, however, but he suspected it to be related to the fact she was, well, floating.

“Nothing that is your business.” He answered, nice as usual. It wasn’t surprising, rudeness appeared to be his basic setting.

In a corner of a street, crouched, Warwick would admit he may look pretty suspicious. But he was used to people not caring - suspicious behavious were common in Zaun.

In truth, Warwick wasn’t doing anything that weird. Compared to his habits, that is. He was just trying bandage a wound. The pain was usual, but the man wanted to avoid soaking his pants with his weird blood.

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First meeting sentence

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“Excuse me, but what are you doing ?”

“Needing some help maybe ?”

“In case you didn’t notice, I’m busy.”

“How the hell did you get here ?”

“I think I’m lost… Can you help me ?”

“What are you looking at ? You want to fight ??”

“Okay, great, I don’t know who you are but I really need your help.”

“Hey ! We’re lacking a player, want to join ?”

“Touch this and you’re dead.”

“Don’t go there ! It’s dangerous !”

“Aren’t you lucky I passed by ? One minute later and you would have been in trouble.”

“Hey fucker, apology when you bump into someone !”

“Wait, you dropped that !”

“Okay you can come with me, but keep your mouth shut.”

“Don’t worry, I can accompany you there.”

“Wow, hey, are you okay…?”

“Quick ! Take my hand !”

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euphorianbeliever‌:

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…Oh I think these are my last pants.

“i have several questions about that.” Astral says

Fuck, and here he thought he was alone. Talking to himself was embarrassing enough without a public.

“And in what exactly my clothes interest you ?”