Creator Of Hextech

…wait, its reddish too. oh oops thats just my blood, sorry. 😣

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…wait, its reddish too. oh oops thats just my blood, sorry. 😣

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Again, it can’t be that hard

*The walk to the lab had been a familiar one. Stone paths she had crossed a hundred times before, the distant hum of Piltover's machinery echoing softly through the evening air, but tonight every step felt heavier, her thoughts running far ahead of her feet.*

*Jayce... no Javiera.*

*The name still felt new in her mind, something delicate she turned over carefully, afraid of mishandling it somehow. It had been far too long since she had seen her. Long enough for worry to settle into the spaces Jayce had once filled in her life before simply disappearing without explanation. They had been close once, close enough that the absence had never quite stopped lingering.*

*Caitlyn slowed just outside the lab doors, drawing in a steady breath as warm light spilled beneath the frame, and the faint scent of oil and polished brass drifted through the hall. Her hands smoothed absently over the front of her shirt, a small, nervous habit she didn't entirely notice herself doing.*

She's your sister,*She murmured quietly under her breath, more to calm herself than anything else.* Everything is perfectly fine. This is just a normal visit.

*The words sounded reassuring enough, even if the tight flutter in her chest suggested otherwise.*

*Still, the thought of seeing her again, of finally knowing she was alright, softened some of the tension twisting in her chest. Caitlyn sighed softly, straightening slightly before lifting her hand to knock gently against the door.* *Three soft taps echoed through the lab.*

…Wow..h-hey- Cait wow hi- you- you look different not- NOT to say that’s bad, kid, you look great! More uh…m-more jaded?

Absolutely nailed it. She scans every little micro-expression her sister makes, the way her eyes dart around her like she’s scouring new territory. Does she really look THAT different? Her hips are more rounded, face softer, chest a little more prominent, but it’s still…Jayce. Javiera. It’s the same person underneath. Clearly anxious she steps aside, letting Cait walk in

I r-reached out to your girlfriend she uh. She seemed really nice, a little scary though,,,wh-when is she coming? Oh right congrats on being a lesbian..?

YES! YES YES SORRY-

She rushes over to welcome Vi in with a crooked smile

'Sup, pretty. Did I miss a lot? Hey Cait! *Vi waved at Caitlyn who was sitting by Javiera's workshop table*

Hello, Javi. Thank you for having us.

*She steps inside as Javiera moves aside, glancing briefly around the familiar workshop before her attention returns to her sister. At the compliment, Caitlyn pauses just long enough to offer one of her own, her voice warm and sincere.*

And you look wonderful. Different, but in a very good way! Truly… you look very pretty.

*She's about to continue when she catches the tail end of Javiera's slightly nervous comment about her girlfriend seeming nice but a little scary. Caitlyn gives a quiet scoff, rolling her eyes faintly as she shakes her head.*

Vi? Scary? Please. She's a complete softie once you actually get to know her.

And for the record, I thought it was rather obvious I was a lesbian.

*Before she can elaborate any further, a loud knock echoes through the room followed by a very familiar voice. Caitlyn's head turns toward the door almost immediately.*

Speak of the devil.

*She steps slightly aside, folding her arms loosely across her chest as she watches the brief exchange unfold. When Vi finally looks her way, Caitlyn lifts a hand in greeting.*

Hey, you haven't missed anything terribly important. I've only just arrived myself.

*Her gaze dips to the bags Vi is holding before drifting back up again.*

Oh yeah, the bakeries get packed around this time of day. The tarts are really popular, so that checks out. OH- RIGHT YES- please have a seat! I’ll go grab us some plates and- do you guys want tea? I only have two mugs, and one of them can’t be touched unless I want to be pummelled with a cane, so uh…which one of you wants to drink from a beaker?

She’s stalling. She knows it, they know it. Wouldn’t it be SO much easier to just…not talk about it? Running from her problems is easier than actually facing them. 6 months of radio silence isn’t exactly easy to forget, or justify, but Javiera hopes it’s self explanatory

Tea would be lovely, thank you. And… if you're offering the mug, I'll happily take it.

Alright uhm….well, I g-got married..

Javiera shows them both her right hand. Two golden bands sit stacked upon her ring finger

Got a few surgeries…recovery took a long time. Realizing you’re a woman takes time, though the engineering industry is surprisingly welcoming. Viktor and I have been working on a few things. BIG things, though that’s all I’m legally allowed to say. Uhm….Recovery was tough, couldn’t walk for a while. My face hasn’t fully healed yet, the surgeon said it’d take a whole year for everything to settle

She chuckles humorlessly

It’s still a little manly, we just gotta be patient.

Can she just leave it at that? Skirt the explanation? This should be more than enough reasoning to vanish for half a year, right? It’s selfish, she knows it well, but this is a sensitive topic. Her eyebrows raise suddenly as she glances over at Vi

Again, it can’t be that hard

*The walk to the lab had been a familiar one. Stone paths she had crossed a hundred times before, the distant hum of Piltover's machinery echoing softly through the evening air, but tonight every step felt heavier, her thoughts running far ahead of her feet.*

*Jayce... no Javiera.*

*The name still felt new in her mind, something delicate she turned over carefully, afraid of mishandling it somehow. It had been far too long since she had seen her. Long enough for worry to settle into the spaces Jayce had once filled in her life before simply disappearing without explanation. They had been close once, close enough that the absence had never quite stopped lingering.*

*Caitlyn slowed just outside the lab doors, drawing in a steady breath as warm light spilled beneath the frame, and the faint scent of oil and polished brass drifted through the hall. Her hands smoothed absently over the front of her shirt, a small, nervous habit she didn't entirely notice herself doing.*

She's your sister,*She murmured quietly under her breath, more to calm herself than anything else.* Everything is perfectly fine. This is just a normal visit.

*The words sounded reassuring enough, even if the tight flutter in her chest suggested otherwise.*

*Still, the thought of seeing her again, of finally knowing she was alright, softened some of the tension twisting in her chest. Caitlyn sighed softly, straightening slightly before lifting her hand to knock gently against the door.* *Three soft taps echoed through the lab.*

…Wow..h-hey- Cait wow hi- you- you look different not- NOT to say that’s bad, kid, you look great! More uh…m-more jaded?

Absolutely nailed it. She scans every little micro-expression her sister makes, the way her eyes dart around her like she’s scouring new territory. Does she really look THAT different? Her hips are more rounded, face softer, chest a little more prominent, but it’s still…Jayce. Javiera. It’s the same person underneath. Clearly anxious she steps aside, letting Cait walk in

I r-reached out to your girlfriend she uh. She seemed really nice, a little scary though,,,wh-when is she coming? Oh right congrats on being a lesbian..?

YES! YES YES SORRY-

She rushes over to welcome Vi in with a crooked smile

'Sup, pretty. Did I miss a lot? Hey Cait! *Vi waved at Caitlyn who was sitting by Javiera's workshop table*

Hello, Javi. Thank you for having us.

*She steps inside as Javiera moves aside, glancing briefly around the familiar workshop before her attention returns to her sister. At the compliment, Caitlyn pauses just long enough to offer one of her own, her voice warm and sincere.*

And you look wonderful. Different, but in a very good way! Truly… you look very pretty.

*She's about to continue when she catches the tail end of Javiera's slightly nervous comment about her girlfriend seeming nice but a little scary. Caitlyn gives a quiet scoff, rolling her eyes faintly as she shakes her head.*

Vi? Scary? Please. She's a complete softie once you actually get to know her.

And for the record, I thought it was rather obvious I was a lesbian.

*Before she can elaborate any further, a loud knock echoes through the room followed by a very familiar voice. Caitlyn's head turns toward the door almost immediately.*

Speak of the devil.

*She steps slightly aside, folding her arms loosely across her chest as she watches the brief exchange unfold. When Vi finally looks her way, Caitlyn lifts a hand in greeting.*

Hey, you haven't missed anything terribly important. I've only just arrived myself.

*Her gaze dips to the bags Vi is holding before drifting back up again.*

Oh yeah, the bakeries get packed around this time of day. The tarts are really popular, so that checks out. OH- RIGHT YES- please have a seat! I’ll go grab us some plates and- do you guys want tea? I only have two mugs, and one of them can’t be touched unless I want to be pummelled with a cane, so uh…which one of you wants to drink from a beaker?

She’s stalling. She knows it, they know it. Wouldn’t it be SO much easier to just…not talk about it? Running from her problems is easier than actually facing them. 6 months of radio silence isn’t exactly easy to forget, or justify, but Javiera hopes it’s self explanatory

Again, it can’t be that hard

*The walk to the lab had been a familiar one. Stone paths she had crossed a hundred times before, the distant hum of Piltover's machinery echoing softly through the evening air, but tonight every step felt heavier, her thoughts running far ahead of her feet.*

*Jayce... no Javiera.*

*The name still felt new in her mind, something delicate she turned over carefully, afraid of mishandling it somehow. It had been far too long since she had seen her. Long enough for worry to settle into the spaces Jayce had once filled in her life before simply disappearing without explanation. They had been close once, close enough that the absence had never quite stopped lingering.*

*Caitlyn slowed just outside the lab doors, drawing in a steady breath as warm light spilled beneath the frame, and the faint scent of oil and polished brass drifted through the hall. Her hands smoothed absently over the front of her shirt, a small, nervous habit she didn't entirely notice herself doing.*

She's your sister,*She murmured quietly under her breath, more to calm herself than anything else.* Everything is perfectly fine. This is just a normal visit.

*The words sounded reassuring enough, even if the tight flutter in her chest suggested otherwise.*

*Still, the thought of seeing her again, of finally knowing she was alright, softened some of the tension twisting in her chest. Caitlyn sighed softly, straightening slightly before lifting her hand to knock gently against the door.* *Three soft taps echoed through the lab.*

…Wow..h-hey- Cait wow hi- you- you look different not- NOT to say that’s bad, kid, you look great! More uh…m-more jaded?

Absolutely nailed it. She scans every little micro-expression her sister makes, the way her eyes dart around her like she’s scouring new territory. Does she really look THAT different? Her hips are more rounded, face softer, chest a little more prominent, but it’s still…Jayce. Javiera. It’s the same person underneath. Clearly anxious she steps aside, letting Cait walk in

I r-reached out to your girlfriend she uh. She seemed really nice, a little scary though,,,wh-when is she coming? Oh right congrats on being a lesbian..?

YES! YES YES SORRY-

She rushes over to welcome Vi in with a crooked smile