#silkwed

      @silkwed​ said :    stop being so hot. smh

             “If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.”   Ahri says in a soothing manner , reading the passage to The Art of War  ;  A book that Ahri decided to pick out solely based on what Irelias taste seemed to be .  

      001. — Backhand my muse.

    K𝐀𝐘𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘, 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 as Irelia’s hand cracks across his cheek. He lifts a hand to touch his face, more in shock than really hurt—though it’s also starting to STING. He looks up at her incredulously, an embarrassed, irritated growl starting to roll in the back of his throat ( pushed out louder by Rhaast’s mocking laughter in response to the hit ).        “ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 ? ”        He snaps, eyes narrowing, glare blazing towards the woman as his stance tenses defensively. His fingertips clench into his palms : admittedly, he can get irritating. He knows that well enough.        YOU ARE TERRIBLE TO BE AROUND, KAYN.        His eye twitches in silent response to Rhaast throwing fuel to the fire. He still doesn’t think he really deserved that. His cheeks heat & his gaze is sharp in anger.

          &&// The cacophony of battle had long since silenced around them, the war tents erected as Ionia mourned the loss of her children, the blood on her soil. The assassin had dispersed herself towards the back lines at Karma’s behest, tending haphazardly to a few cuts she’d sustained in her own way. Still though, she locates the object of her attention rather quickly (how couldn’t she - the world seemed to revolve around her), and pursued the Captain with surprising speed despite being a noticeable limp in her leg.