#hextechgear

“And that is why I get to do what I’m doing. I’m irresistible” she tells her with a stupid smile across her face kissing her cheek a few times “hey but you can’t argue that this feels semi-good right?” She says smiling softly looking at her girlfriend while she continued to massage her shoulder while she started thinking, letting her mind wander off making a small tint of red spread across her face before she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s neck “and you’re just too cute to avoid baby”

Grab a marker and write something on my muse! ( Anywhere over my muse's body. )

“Jeez, you point a gun at ONE baby and suddenly you are public enemy number one or something” She said sarcastically.

The whole situation was extremely annoying for Caitlyn. First her gun broke down during a shoot out so she almost lost her head to a deranged Zaunite, then she realized she had no idea what was wrong with it despite breaking it up and re-building it over and over again AND THEN she was told that all of her inventor/mechanic friends were off-country.

Perfect, just absolutely perfect.

She released a sigh while she was walking down the street. At the very least it wasn’t all bad, one of her officers recommended her a place and a person, someone called“ Caprice Trentino” that could apparently do miracles with Hextech . She’d never heard of her, but worse case scenario, they wouldn’t know what to do with the Sniper and she’d just have to wait for Jayce or Heimerdinger to come back, it wasn’t like they could break the sniper any further.

The sheriff stood outside the door, inhaled and released a sigh. Here goes nothing, she thought as she knocked on the door. “Excuse me. Is anyone home? I’ve had some problems with my hextech rifle and a colleague directed me here”