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[ Death Lotus ✲ 5 ✲ - Voice - Action for people on Bloody Roses ]
[There is some paper rustling, probably from the journal that is resting on her knees. After several moments of silence, she finally speaks up- the voice calm but oddly cold, as if she is forcing herself to speak that way.]
Hypothetically speaking- what do you do when you miss someone?
[Katarina's sitting on the ratlines of the ship, dagger hanging from her fingers peculiarly. She's been siting outside like this for quite some time, just watching the black water and crescent moon in the distance.
She was unable to sleep past few days. The solid rock mask of a soldier she keeps up during the day tends to get heavy when night falls on the ship. She pushes hair from her face and leans her head against the rope of the ratline. She trained herself to strip away any and all worries that come up- to each his own, is Noxsu's motto.
But being away this long from home... she was unable but to think about her mother, Cassiopeia, Talon, asshole Swain and those barbaric Demacians. But having no news, at all, not even a word, is making her uneasy, restless and sleep deprived.]
Hypothetically speaking- what do you do when you miss someone?
[Katarina's sitting on the ratlines of the ship, dagger hanging from her fingers peculiarly. She's been siting outside like this for quite some time, just watching the black water and crescent moon in the distance.
She was unable to sleep past few days. The solid rock mask of a soldier she keeps up during the day tends to get heavy when night falls on the ship. She pushes hair from her face and leans her head against the rope of the ratline. She trained herself to strip away any and all worries that come up- to each his own, is Noxsu's motto.
But being away this long from home... she was unable but to think about her mother, Cassiopeia, Talon, asshole Swain and those barbaric Demacians. But having no news, at all, not even a word, is making her uneasy, restless and sleep deprived.]
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[He wasn't perfect either...there had been a few times in his life where he'd killed with less than a good reason for it. In general though, he tried to avoid that and only kill in self defense. It had to do with his determination to prove to people he wasn't a mindless monster]
Well, I don't know of any way to get out of here quickly. But if I happen to run across a shard piece I'll let you know...I sure won't need it
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She gives him a nod and something she doesn't do a lot-]
Thank you. Is it me or you don't really want to leave this place?
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[He nodded to her thanks and question]
You're right. I don't want to leave. My home world sucks... pretty much everyone I met there hated me. I even have a bounty on my head which means I got attacked a lot by people I didn't even know. So I like this place much better... the people here seem a little more accepting of shark freaks.
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I've seen a lot of things- voidlings, yordles, people raised from the dead, that came from the sea, from depths of Shadow Isles, robots that have their own will, witches made of ice, Valkyrie riding boars and imps riding Yetis. Trust me, to me you look like one of the champions that come to fight in the League. [And he has quite some fighting skill too. She was sure that if he applied to the Institute he would be accepted as one of the Champions to fight on the Rift.]
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[He shrugged] whatever. I don't care. I got over it...
Still though, it seems to me like I'd be more welcome in a lot of worlds besides my own. Yours, Namur's, this one... but I happened to be born into one that sucked. That's just my luck I guess, hahahah... [He dealt with it by laughing, but it really wasn't a very happy laugh]
Anyway... At least it's nice to know my looks don't bother you too much.
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Since you are water lover, you should visit Bilgewater. Pirates, pirate hunters, all sorts of sea creatures like to spend time there. There's even this huge [how can she call it-] suit of armor size of an average house, carrying an anchor with him whole the time.
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[at least he felt a little successful right now in distracting her from thinking about the pain of missing people and places]
You going to try to go to sleep soon?