offering a tissue, " bless you. "

" i have no quarrel with you. . . "

why would i give you that information? piltover was going to give zaun their chance and you ruined that. don't blame whatever happens now on us.

swearing as she shakes her hand in pain, hissing softly.

sipping tea quietly.

||: i see my favorite sevika and i wanna bring back mel now.

" . . . you want tea? or do you just want to talk? " either way, she shifts so the other had room to sit and she gestures with one hand to the open seat.

her gaze looked over at the other, glancing over her figure for a moment before finally speaking up, " a lot happened in the tunnel. . . but i believe i know what you're getting at. " another sip of her tea now.

deserved.

there's a noise of acknowledgement as the other spoke, one more sip of tea before she spoke, " it was in the moment but ... i don't see an issue with more kisses happening at a later time. if... if we're alright. "

i told you not to call me that. you may be well trained and a good shot but a well placed bullet from a perch you can't see. . . that will be your end.

i don't believe you can. . . grief makes a person unpredictable but i'm fairly certain you know that already. given all the people you've killed.

||: i love apex names.

what does this mean???

||: they make me giggle. i might make a thread of all the ones i've seen.

||: spoiler warning but here's the edit i made that i talked about yesterday.

||: i wanna interact with you all but i'm scared of everyone but like one of you. i'll post an interaction call in a moment.

starters will be made from starter prompts and may or may not have more context given for the roleplay. semi-selective.

||: making brownies and then hopefully doing these.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀i 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 ⠀⠀⠀but i̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶. ⠀⠀⠀