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@primetime-draven
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Going on a short hiatus. Probably will not last longer than a few days and Iâll still be around my Lucian blog. If you see me logged in this one itâs probably from mobile. More details.
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Going on a short hiatus. Probably will not last longer than a few days and Iâll still be around my Lucian blog. If you see me logged in this one itâs probably from mobile. More details.
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Going on a short hiatus. Probably will not last longer than a few days and I'll still be around my Lucian blog. If you see me logged in this one it's probably from mobile. More details under the cut.
// I think I might need to go on a hiatus...
This blog is making me senselessly nervous. Would probably be better to stick to Lucian only for a while, hmmm....
// Falls asleep on drafts tbh
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"Neither are you, if you and your brother both continue to serve it so mindlessly." Draven could boast of Dariusâ strength, both directly and indirectly, all he wanted; no Hand of Noxus would ever scare her or make her recant her words. (Because if there was anyone who could defeat her in battle, they earned the victoryâbut she wouldnât let there be any who could. She hadnât come this far to be so easily shut down.)
"Mindlessly? Last I heard my brother was very keen on changing things⌠Maybe he agrees with you. Iâve heard countless speeches about restoring the former glory of Noxus and how he believes Swainâs the key or something⌠I tend to tune out. Draven doesnât do politics." He shrugged. "Guess none of it matters to you anyway, since Noxus doesn't take kindly to runaways. Maybe you should try your luck in Demacia. Hah!"
He snorted, hand covering his mouth, though his huge smile was apparent regardless. It was clear he was trying to not laugh, lower eyelids curving up as he looked at Draven. âYouâre awful funny, yâknow that?â He commented, twining his fingers and resting his chin over his hands. âYou know what illusions are, right?â He pressed, entirely ignoring the Noxianâs offence, tilting his head.
"I know what you can do. But you donât know what I can.â He quipped, closing his eyes for a moment. âAlways have to have compliments said a certain way, huh? Sadly, Iâm not much of an ass kisser, so thatâs the best youâre going to get.â He flashed a cheery smile. âSorr-ee!â
"Funny? Illusions? Am I talking to a ghost or something? I don't have time for this, kid. You may want to leave before I get a bit... Careless." His face mirrored his impatience, but any thought of walking away had disappeared; he couldn't just ignore a challenge.
"You aren't even making sense right now. Like hell you know what I can do. Hah! Only Draven knows what Draven can do. And a little respect would be appreciated. Once more, what the fuck do you want?"
"Mustâve been the guy who just walked off in a huff," she shrugged. "Yeah some guy was mumbling about a âBlond asshole takinâ too long,â got in his car and sped away." She took one look at his hair and then back to him expression not changing. "AwkwardâŚ"
"I work here part time and Iâm waiting for a cabâŚitâs been 30 minutes at least. You do looking familiar though."
"Whaaaaaaaat?" The indignation is overly clear in his voice. "He walked off? Wow. Just fucking wow." His jacket had fallen to the ground as he curled his fists in exasperation through his short tantrum. Picking it up with a huff, he turned to Riven.
"Familiar?! I'm fucking Draven. I mean. I'm Draven."Â Kinda also fucking Draven but that doesn't exactly matter right now. "Draaaven? Ring any bells? I can't fucking believe this."
Riven perked her head up hearing shoes hit the ground. Before she could make a run for it she was spotted. Cursing herself for staying around too long she spun on her heals to the person âaddressingâ her.
"Riven, just Riven." She said with a stoic expression, she was already annoyed with the way he spoke but there was no helping it. Thatâs who he was, at least around her. "No, why would I do that?"
"Riven? Ah. Oops? Heh." His brow furrowed when he heard her next words though, confusion spreading all over his face. "Because I was told a person would be waiting here to take me home. And you're the only one around here." He stretched his arms, almost dropping his jacket, to demonstrate how the place was empty. "Unless there's someone invisible."
Draven looked around once more before turning back to her. "So, we going? I'm a celebrity, can't really walk home alone. Studio rules or whatever."
spirit-of-an-exile
Draven left the studio, a black jacket swung over his shoulder and sunglasses on despite the fact that it was dark already. A quick look around the barren land behind the building made it clear there was only one person standing there.
As he approached said person, something familiar about them made him pull his shades downwards and peer from above them, eyebrows raised.
"Hey! You. Not who I was expecting but... Whatever. Your name was... Something to do with water, right? Lake? River? Ocean? Beach? ...Bitch? Haha! Either way, you taking me home?" He pushed his sunglasses back to their original position and crossed his arms, waiting.
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"I donât need to clean my name," Riven snapped. She couldnât let Draven rile her up and let the taunts get to her, but even after all these years, it was still hard not to let the ridicule seep through. âAnd I have no interest in an army that serves a cowardly government.â
"Whatever you say, darling." Draven flashed her a grin that lasted only a few seconds. "But it if you really go around calling the government of the great Noxus nation cowardly... Well, you aren't very smart, are you? Pray my brother doesn't hear you." Personally he didn't care much; what he wanted was an audience, and while he still upheld the Noxian values he wouldn't risk his life to defend his country's glory.
// i'm sorry i'll reply to everything later (probably tomorrow), headache and tired and yeah
in my drafts i have forsaken-purpose noxian-perfection prodigal-ezreal (i'm sorry!) & the-razzledazzle-knight â may be forgetting someone?
// stuff i want to rp as:
- a member of the order of shadows (oc) - a stalker that doesn't even fit with the new lore yay (oc) - elise - at least two fire emblem: awakening characters
stuff i have no time to rp as:
- everything including my two current blogs please teach me time management skills
// the whole Shurima lore strikes me as poor writing and a lot of asspulls but maybe Iâm just missing somethingâŚ
((I like you now.))
// You didnât beforeâŚ? Wow. Rude.
((I MADE IT PURELY FOR COMEDIC PURPOSES SHH.))
//You're the worst big brother ever.
He retained a playfully innocent look, folding his arms behind his back. âJust pointing it out.â He hummed, eyeing him closely. A crinkle of the nose, not something he was unused to. His eyebrow raised, and he inclined his head slightly towards the drink. âThatâs keeping you busy?â He asked, narrowing his eyes with a teasing look.
He pulled his lower lid down slightly, making a face. âI think my eyes are pretty normal.â He responded, though not quite in a defensive manner. âMaybe your eyes look the same and you just canât tell!â He covered his grin with a hand, shrugging. âIâm not from the Void, I can assure you that. I just thought a conversation would be.. Interesting! Youâre pretty interesting.â
"Just pointiâwhat the fuck do you even want?" He would have crossed his arms if one of his hands wasn't occupied; instead he settled by sticking the free hand into his pants' pocket and straightening himself, eyeing the other from above.
"My eyes definitely do not look the same. Unlike you, I have a mirror or ten at home." Now he frowned, any remainder of his good mood gone. "And yes I am interesting but the way you say it makes it sound like I'm interesting the same way some gross larvae is interesting for a scientist. You ain't above me, kidânot in any sense of the word. Need a demonstration of my superiority?"
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⪠[no I haven't forgotten the other threadâ]
||Send ⪠for my museâs reaction to yours joining them in a bubble bath||
Taric let out a small squeak! when Draven entered his tub. He quickly pulled his legs up to his chest, giving the other plenty of room. This was completely unexpected, then again, who could ever predict what Draven would do anyway?The knight shifted slightly, his cheeks turning pink in colour. He just wanted to relax in his warm bath, he didnât think anyone would just let themselves in, especially not Draven of all people, ââŚ. I.. Uh, hi Draven.. Talk about a.. surpriseâŚâ he mumbled, looking everywhere else but at the other.
Draven muffled out a chuckle at the other's exclamation but didn't comment on it. Instead he flashed his best grin and winked.
"Hey, Gems. Can't believe you're keeping all the bubbles to yourself. How egoistic. I'll do you the favour of gracing you with Draven's company. Appreciate it and wash my back, maybe?"
He relaxed in the tub, resting his feet on the edge. Water dripped from them onto the bathroom's floor, but he could care less. "Didn't bring any drinks? I could do with a cocktail right about now."
+ primetime-draven
Varusâ clawed fingers had, at last, released their grip on the table, curling under his jaw in some semblance of calmâuntil, of course, Draven decided to approach him personally.Â
His reaction was violent, especially one so stoic as the archer was, and it looked almost like heâd jumped out of his skin, but it was more surprise at the sudden wave of rage and nausea that he felt at having the other so close, than actual surprise at his voice.Â
Purple legs? Buy him food? The only thing that would betray that Ionianâs rage was the subtle twitch in his faceâthe corner of his eye and his lip, as if it wanted to bear back in a snarl but he wouldnât let it, and indeed Varus was fighting very hard against simply lashing out and throttling the other man right there.Â
"âŚ" His lips twisted into something like a grin. "Buy you food? Buy you food?â Blank eyes shifted to the side, and Varus looked positively gleeful, like he was going to burst into laughter before his expression flattened again. âMy apologiesâI donât buy food for Noxians unless theyâre on their knees. I suggest you start grovelling if you want it now; maybe youâll get a morsel by next Snowdown.â
Draven was completely oblivious to the change in the other's attitude, especially since he had been busy yawning. He blinked slowly, his anger turned into tiredness. But as the other spoke he was brought back into reality, arching his eyebrows at the negative response.
"Really? Wow. Aren't you a sweetheart." He grabbed the wooden table, lifting it off the ground; but instead of flipping it or throwing it away he let it drop back down with a loud thud.
"How about I teach you some respect? Won't even ask for anything in return. Though food would be nice." His upper lip curled in annoyance although his voice remained as calm as ever. What a disgusting little creature the blighted Ionian had turned out to be.
