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Fully armoured and outfitted with weapons, Talon’s top speed would be around  28 km/h or 17.4 mph, for a full sprint for around 100m, while their average running speed fully armoured would be around 25 km/h. Though I doubt they could keep that up for a whole mile.Talon is much more at home free running and using their environment to their advantage. Although they would struggle with running a small marathon at top speeds, they could go for ages jumping around rooftops and climbing walls in a blink of an eye. For daily training, Talon has been known to traverse from one side of Noxus Prime to the other.Although Talon is a fast runner, their upper and lower body strength is nearly even.

     She waits in a room of many (   staying in one place too often can be a death wish in this city , but even the deceiver has patterns to unravel   ) and bides her time idly . An uninspired shift of papers her hand happens to rest near on the desk is the beginning of it , scanning over them and losing interest just as quickly . Toothiana knows better than to expect anything truly important would be so poorly hidden within the drawers of the table , but simple courtesy carries her attention to a bookshelf across the room for easy preoccupation instead anyways .         When LeBlanc does enter the room at last , the Memory Queen is occupied enough with the book she has settled on such that she does not look up from it . ‘ The Founding of Noxus ’ decorates its cover , and even one as foreign to the nation as herself has no trouble discerning it to be almost strictly propaganda . But it is still fascinating , perhaps by some consequence even . For all that is predictable about them , the priorities of humans continue to find ways in which to surprise , disgust , and inspire her .      Still , she does not deny her attention completely . The Vastaya did not slip into one of LeBlanc’s dwellings merely to borrow literature .

            ❛  Your colleagues are not terribly fond of me it would seem ,  ❜  she announces , bemused .  ❛  I would even go so far as to suspect the larger one to rather detest me entirely . Of course , he has memories he is very eager to lock away , so I suppose it cannot be helped . The demon        and the man it currently utilizes for as much as he matters         is surely less straight-forward in its sentiments however .   ❜        The flip of another page , and Toothiana determines she has seen enough and that her newly reunited company makes for a far better treat to the eyes and mind regardless . With the text settled back into its place , she folds her hands gracefully beneath her wings at the curve of her back , making regal work of the noxian attire that would otherwise appear stifling and rigid . The small , fang-baring smile she wears lends its support to the facetious hue of her words in turn .

“mabel” sentence starters | @shereigns​accepting.

---’FAIRYTALES don’t exist’, is what he firstly feels the urge to say, but he leashes his tongue down, sharp blue eyes on the woman that speaks to him so freely. something in the back of his mind tells him to be wary of her, but what in noxus doesn’t elicit that exact feeling out of the piltovan?

the land of the strong, and while strong he is, he can’t help but be irked by their ideals.

it’s true it is a touch deeper, this time, the sense of dread he gets out of her, his sixth sense both a blessing and a curse. so blessedly unaware, this one, of how magic rings so clear to his ears, made blind by piltover’s partial ignorance towards that which science can’t fully explain.

frowning just a bit, he looks leblanc straight in the eyes before voicing any thoughts.

Talon was never taught anything academically beyond basic writing and reading. They have made it a habit of taking books out of the Du Couteau estate library and reading through the books trying to learn more words. They are fascinated by the craftsmanship that goes into blacksmithing and creating weaponry, though they’ve never seemed to have a good enough excuse to learn about the craft or visit a smithy, and instead read as much about Noxian armoury and weaponry in books as they can.

          “ We..? ”

          Katarina glanced around at the rows and rows of shelves around them, taking into consideration the thousands upon thousands of books that must have been in just this one section. Not open to the public, of course, but this library was impressive. She could appreciate that, in a way. Felt bad for the suckers who had to write it all down. Blade in one hand, she flipped a book open with her other, turning to no certain page in particular and read a few words. Must have been something about an era she wasn’t alive for which didn’t exactly interest the assassin much. Why should it? Not like she could change the past.

       COUNTLESS  array  ,  MILLIONS  even  ,  of flowers which might be deemed  𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓵  .  a black rose is  ,  of course  ,  the common  NAME  ,  but all things have their histories for the memory queen to know  ,  &&  any who believe the symbol nothing more than an off-pigmented flower are as deceived of its power of which to reflect as they are  𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓽  to be .       what the memory queen presents is oft-thought  UNOBTAINABLE  by those who have even the privilege to know it 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓼  .  more valuable than the very city the two now dwell within  ,  all its armies  &&  architecture  &&  CLAWED  riches in mind   .  coursing with more magic than could be found in every laboratory  &&  college  within noxus  ,  demacia  ,  zaun  ,  &&  bilgewater joined   ;  && above all it hungers for more  ,  𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼  .       too close a proximity  ,  let alone attempt to  handle  it  ,  spells death for most anything with a  LIFE  to give  ;  the sovereign carries it delicately in her fingers as she might  𝓪𝓷𝔂  other flower  ,  brushing wine lips against the petals  &&  taking in the scent with a pleased calm that has continued to linger since the kiss   .  

              ¨  for every hundred impostors there is one truth at the center to surpass them all ,  no  ?  how very    𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓯𝓾𝓵   to find her in my life time    ¨

       ❝  no  real  god  needs  to  prove  himself.        anyone  who  tries  is  either  mad  or  lying.  ❞