#shoot---faster

Jhin’s expression remained unchanged throughout her theatrics, not that she’d have seen his reaction if he’d had facially expressed one. 

“Regrettable indeed,” he mused with a decided sense of apathy. “Children do tend towards uselessness, I’ve yet to find... true inspiration in one. A tragedy, a comedy....”

He darkly laughed.

“It sounds as if you’ve experienced a tragic comedy of your own, my dear. Tell me, what potential use did this child have for you that couldn’t be transcended by bestowing a beautiful death?” 

“I’ve killed for less,” Jhin grimly threatened, casting a glare at the strange woman who’d taken it upon herself to claim one of his fries. “A wise man once said that the gulf between a warm, salted McDonald’s french fry and the cold McDonald’s french fry is as great a gulf as any he knew. You are wasting my precious time as these fries grow colder.”

[ * pets u and gives pizza ]

I'll be on hiatus tomorrow and on Sunday. I'll be back on Monday. Don't wait up for me, RP partners!

Mugen, dressed in his usual disguise of gloves and a hoodie, stepped out of the Wan Room and into an alleyway in the city known as Piltover.

When he stepped out of the alleyway, he was shocked; the city was in ruins, there were chalk outlines where dead bodies used to be, and he could've sworn he saw a bunch of painted monkeys clambering across the rooftops. He could also hear gunfire in several directions; thankfully, it was distant, but Mugen still had the feeling that this city was unsafe.