#seekslight

@seekslight: i am. unwell-

@seekslight

Sylas chuckles, soft and warm, as he feels her hands envelop him from behind.

— luxanna

It happened over time. It wasn’t a quick transition whatsoever.

Ezreal, at one point, had run into a creature from the stars; a creature he had stumbled upon after breaking from his group, as he does—Nearly getting lost in the process. And yet, since the first time he spoke to that creature—finding Thresh to not be so bad, Ezreal had kept going back—not to anyone’s knowledge, perhaps, albeit yet every time he had come a cm, there seemed to have been a slight change in the way Ezreal acted. The way he presented himself. Gradual, it was…

Until he disappeared completely for a little while.

Blues were now replaced with deep shades of purples; whites switched the deep blacks; even the blue in hair had become purple—even those bright blue eyes of his had changed to match his new palette. It was as if Ezreal had disappeared from the face of the planet for a while—only to show up in the middle of the night like….

This.

“There she is!” He calls out to her; legs dangling off the edge of a building; elbows propped up on his knees as he leans forward slightly to look down at Lux below. Did she catch wind of his reappearance? Was she looking for him, perhaps? How sweet. He sits up straight, the building he sat on not too horribly high—one of the shorter ones in the city, at least—his head craning to the side as he straightens his posture a little bit, hand moving up and giving the motion of a slight wave with the flick of his wrist.

Something was off about him. So incredibly off.

@seekslight / @sentinalle i can hear you two !

“Whoa, hey! It’s not pity—Seriously…!!”

Her words had caught him off guard—All Ezreal had wanted from this ordeal was to help. It was his fault that Lissandra was out wreaking havoc, and he still wasn’t used to harbouring the tiger spirit within him. Ears twitch slightly before the droop down slightly; tongue running along fanged teeth idly in thought; brows pinched together in worry.

“This is me admitting that this—all of this, is my fault.” He shifts his weight from one leg to the other. “Lux, c’mon—before this whole, uh, accident—I was alone. Totally alone! And now that I get to work with you guys to right my wrongs I—I’ve grown super attached and I care a lot about everyone—Especially you.” Sure, this wasn’t the first time she had given him the cold shoulder, but Ezreal was always so…persistent. It was just who he was.