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“Arak, eh?” He asked. He made a loud, but brief, whistle, and a man in fine attire rushed over, looking up at Sett with wide eyes, only to meet Sett’s specialty grin, showing off his devastatingly sharp fangs.
“Get the girl a glass of Arak, halved.” He ordered, “And get me a Bilgewater Blood Rum.”
The man nodded and rushed off, and he turned his attention to Taliyah once again.
“Now, tell me… Why Ionia? Why come so far from your homeland?” He wouldn’t lie.. even he got curious about the few people who proved themselves to be exceptionally different.
Taliyah stayed unwavering through the loud whistle , more interested on what this guy was up to . Most hardly give her a second glance if she was in Ionian fashion , which she is , so what’s his deal ? Is Sett as curious as her ?
As the man walked off , Taliyah gave him a quick “ Thank you ” before responding to The Boss .
“ Simple . My master is here . I traveled quite a bit to find someone to teach me when I was sixteen , and I finally found a man who could do it . Yes , he may be a drunk , but he was the best I had . Shurima’s needs separated us , and I left to fight the corrupted ascended , Xerath . However , I’m still not all that stable . ”
Her hazel eyes glanced from side to side before standing on her tip toes , a mischievous glint in her eyes . “ Keep it between you and me , but the emperor Azir looks more like a glorified chicken than a leader . ” She whispered playfully .
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It wasn’t like this was the safest place in the world--In fact, quite the opposite, unless someone had Sett’s heavy hand resting upon their shoulder, and he wanted to make sure they were safe. Then even Jarvan Lightshield the Fourth, with his closest confidant and bodyguard beside him wouldn’t be half as safe as the one beside the infamous Half-beast.
And as he set his hand on her shoulder, a heavy weight, but not crushing, she was put right on that list. Until he decided otherwise, at least.
“Eh, it’s not an Ionian thing. And don’t worry too much, doll. It’s more of an... acquired taste.” He grinned, leaning forward a bit, hunching to lessen the size difference, at least somewhat.
“Don’t worry ‘bout that. What’s a little scrap of a thing like you doing here? Get caught by the wrong person, and you’ll end up in the cart. Unless you have a trick up your sleeve...”
TRICKS behind the MASK, a ridiculous FREAK… I swallow up this BURNING thirst but HYPOCRISY claims its all my fault… Such choices will leave only REGRETS remaining.
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Continuation from x ♡ @iixesha
Taliyah blinked at the man before her , thoughts whirring . Wait . . . How come ? Biting the inside of her cheek , Taliyah took ahold of Ekko's arm .
After all , what's the use of personal space ?
" Why ? I mean , if you bite me , I'd turn into a vampire . So why isn't it the other way around ? " The girl's blue eyes shimmered with wonder , fingers tracing up one of his cold veins . " PG did it once , so why can't I do it again ? "
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What does he mean he won't wear it ? The young woman pouted heavily as she stared at her husband . " Oh , please , Ekks ? I wear whatever you ask me to ! Just this once ? Please ? "
Speaking of that golden dress , it hung on her , the garnet jewels sparkling in the soft candle light from mere feet away . The skulls , real or not , gave off this sheen . The shuriman's whole body did , the stench of alcohol and blood of the room almost overpowering her warm vanilla . Oh , meetings always had such surprises , especially ones with the Damnation .
Jericho . . . Swain . One of the three rulers of Noxus . Taliyah's eyes widened a bit after his introduction , though it was blinked away at the question . " It's nice to meet you , General Swain . A - And . . . Err . . . That's a hard question to answer . Part of me says the rocks are neat , but the other says it's standards . How anyone is welcomed — it sounds like a nice place , not including the bloodshed or trickery . "
Taliyah got the hint . The curious girl took a step back , eyeing the Noxian cautiously . She was always a bit skeptical of Noxians ever since . . . The thing had happened . Nonetheless , she answered the question . " Taliyah . And . . . You are , sir ? " Taliyah's voice read her nervousness . Perhaps starting a conversation with someone she's yet to know is dangerous ?
but that was a pretty spot on impression