"Greetings, I am Yasuo. An outcast, unjustly sentenced to pay for a crime I did not commit. Since then, everything I had dearest has been taken from me: my friends, my brother, my honor. I wander this world with the purpose of finding the real culprit and bringing them to justice." The man, reaches for his sake bottle nearby, and takes a sip. "But it matters not, I am sure you didn't come all this way to hear me tell stories. Ask away, and I will see what I can do for you."
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Yasuo stood silent for a brief momment, thinking about the peculiar question and at the same time surprised by the one requesting this information.
Having his thoughts sorted out, he says:
"Well well…. what a….shocking surprise. I thank you for your brief insight on everything that’s going on in my life." He clears his throat to continue his answer - "As for your question…I honestly have no idea. I am the only one who is capable to use it with mastery, for the time being. If there is a possibility of someone else mastering it, I cannot tell you."
Lol sry for the late reply. I was playing… LoL…))
I see… Though manipulating wind via magic and your means of controlling it are two separate things, there is the possibility your master was slain by someone who wielded the former; magic can be used to harness the power of the elements in a number of ways. Incantations are one such means of doing so, and it is possible to use runes to give ordinary items arcane properties. To my understanding, it is not uncommon for the Noxian army to practice forging enchanted weaponry.
…Of course, I am sure Ionians have little interest in the manipulations and laws of magic, preferring manipulation of the body and soul to achieve “enlightenment.”
//Yasuo.exe has stopped working. I guess you’re right bout your last statement Xerath XDDDDD
Suddenly hearing the calm and quite peculiar voice, the ronin proceeded to look around to find its source, until he looks up to a tree he was passing by.
"….Thats one creepy lady." He thought to himself, rather confused as for why the woman would be sitting there in the first place. Shaking the thought aside, he proceeds to greet her still quite confused.
"Greetings to you too….uh…. Vayne. Would you… uh…. mind stepping down so I can look at you with a little bit more of …ease?"
The sun was quite bright at the time.
// XDD I’ll answer this properly after you’re done bein creepy, Vayne~
Despite being annoyed by the development of this encounter, her last remark felt a little too vague for him.
"Vayne… I am not doubting you and I am grateful for your concern. However, I know of no shadows other than sneaky ninjas foolishly trying to kill me. And if that is what you mean, I am more than capable of defending myself." He wasn’t too sure as if he was supposed to take this conversation seriously or not, in fact, Yasuo felt this redundant and dull conversation was a monumental waste of time. "I am going to ask you to be brief. You said you had interest in me, correct? So far, other than telling me you ‘swing many ways’ and ‘shadows’ are doing whatever it is you say ,you have yet to make a point at all and I don’t have all day to spend in idle chit chat. Make your point or I will take my leave."
Yasuo was NOT respecting the situation at all. It seemed that from behind the Hunter’s shades a vivid red shined through, a swirling compass taking form in the center of the iris. She wasn’t just angered, she was furious. Her left hand slowly raised and reached back, ready to pull the big golden crossbow that always lays on the Hunter’s back. And it seemed as if the woman was blind, for so stoical she remained on her anctions she was making with that slow pace.
At a first momment, the ronin wondered what was going on. The conversation wasn’t very good, for starters and, he had an impression the Night Hunter was a deadly serious person. "Vayne… what the h-?" Then upon noticing her going for her ballista he instantly switches to an aggressive stance, immediately getting a hold of his katana, ready to unsheathe it.
"Is she really going to attack because of this stupid conversation? She can’t be this foolish." He thought. The man then proceeds to ask again in a louder tone "What in the depths of hell is wrong with you Night Hunter!? Lower your weapon or I will be forced to cut you down! I AM WARNING YOU.”
//XD sorry I had no idea how to reply to this.
"She’s a cheat and this is none of your business."
"Oh- hello there." The wanderer was a bit surprised by the Thief’s sudden appearance. The fluffy creature in front of him did look quite peculiar.
"Ah… well you see…" he scratches his head for a bit and then adds "It’s a… secret technique, sorry. I’m Yasuo." He gently shakes hands with the Thief. "I’m sorry if I come out as rude…. but… what are you… exactly?" He asks, quite intrigued.
As he is offered the fruits, he takes a rather defensive stance. He just got acquainted to the creature before him and, since he is a wanted man, accepting consumables from a stranger would be foolish. He extends his hands to the other’s, gently pushing them back, saying “Thanks. I’m not hungry.” Trying his best to keep a smile up.
However, after being asked of his birthplace, Yasuo gets very suspicious. He wasn’t sure if someone in his position could trust this information to someone they meet along the road.
Hesitant, he hastily takes a step back and avoids eye contact with the Thief to let out a lie - “No, I’m afraid you’re wrong. I’m from… Bilgewater.”
"Bilgewater huh? I like that place, not a lot of law or police to bug ya about any of the stuff you take hehe." He smiles, taking a bite of the same fruit that he just offered. "You know you really suck at lying. The way you speak and your clothes scream Ionia, not to mention the name Yasuo. Plus that long sword can only be from Ionia, Demacia tends to go for huge and overpowering and Noxus tends to go for sure-kill, overly showy weapons and magic."
He reaches into his sleeve, looking like he’s struggling to find something, taking bites of his fruit as he speaks between mouthfuls. “Ionian weapons tend to be more graceful, more for elegance along with deadliness. Whatever you’re running from you don’t need to hide, we’re both criminals here hehe.”
Upon finishing his sentence he pulls out a wanted poster showing the hybrid before him, on it is a list of offenses, most of them related to theft, grand theft, trespassing and an assortment of crimes.”
"We’re both criminals here." those words were all he didn’t want to hear. He is considered a criminal to Ionia, yes, but unjustly. Accepting the thief’s words would mean to admit to a crime he did not commit, which he would never do.
He knew the thief meant well, so he tried to keep calm. Still, he was nowhere near to open up. He had to somehow be able to refute the thief’s claims. His expression gets colder as he still avoids to make eye contact with the creature beside him.
After thinking for a bit, he begins to answer “I am no criminal. And I believe you’re a bit ahead of yourself. Yes, you’re right about my equipment, but that doesn’t mean one needs to be Ionian to possess it.” He takes a brief pause and proceeds “I owe you no explanations, but my family is Ionian and we left the place when I was still little. We moved to Bilgewater, so this explains both my… way of speaking… as you so put it and why I happen to own Ionian equipment.” He looks back at the furry thief, trying to avoid having him think too much about his far-feteched little story and come back with more of his smart remarks “Now, if you have nothing more to add, I will take my leave.”
"Hmm…. suppose it’s true that you could have just bought your equipment from elsewhere, or got it from family. And if you say you’re not a criminal, well that’s good enough for me." He gives him a sly smile, not showing if he truly believes the story or not, though seeing his features harden made him rethink pressing the issue further. He reaches into his sleeve and pulls out a peach, munching on it, then noticing that the ronin has stared to walk away. He does a small jog to catch up to him.
"Where are you headed Yasuo? Mind if I tag along?" He munches the peach again, smiling as he walks in stride with him. "Don’t mean to bother you, but I don’t really have all that much to do, and one doesn’t run into a handsome Bilgewater swordsman too often around these parts." He gives him a smirk, his tail swaying behind him slowly.
Yasuo suddenly stops walking as he hears that last remark “….Did I just get hit on?” He thought to himself. "And I get the feeling if I say no, this guy will keep on pestering me anyway." Regaining his composture, he avoids answering to the flirt and proceeds on to answer the request “I… suppose I can grant you this much. I am on my way back to my camp , to gather resources and take a bath in a local lake. My tent is right next to this lake. I suppose you can tag along, but I must make myself clear - I am in no mood to deal with petty thievery. Should I notice anything missing I swear I will cut your hands off.”
"Oh don’t worry about that Yasuo, that’s more instinct for when I see something shiny, or when someone is being an asshole." He grins and gives a very raccoon-like snicker. He sniffs the air a bit. "hmm.. the lake you chose is a very good one, filled with delicious fish. Pretty sure I’ve been to it before." He tried to hide the light blush on his face as he pictured the ronin bathing. He shook his head a little bit and coughed.
"Hmm… I think the proper human custom is to make small talk and to get to know each other right?" He seems to pause in thought for a moment trying to think. "So er….how long you been camping out here? Not a lot of people come this way because of the bears…. then again they don’t have that giant skewer you have so I guess that answers that question hehe. What are you doing out here on your own Mister Yasuo?"
"… Are you always this hm…. communicative?" Said Yasuo after the sudden question bombard. He stays silent for a second and shakes his head in an attempt to make up for his last statement "Well…I’ve settled down for…. 2 days or so, I can’t remember too clearly. And I’m on my own because…" he hesitates for a bit trying to think of something not very suspicious "…I like being by myself. I don’t have many friends and I’m sure you’ve noticed why. But anyway, that’s my tent over there." He points at his somewhat shabby tent as he announced.
//sup, sorry for today’s lack of activity, used tags on previous post to tell bout it but yeah. Just some parental dramma and shit. Day’s not very good so far, but dw I’ll probably be ok tomorrow. Apologies for everyone, and the ones I owe answers to, in special. I might be up to post some other things later today, but I cant say for sure, Sorry again.
It was a quite gloomy day. Yasuo decided to set foot in Ionia once more. He needed to visit his long lost brother’s resting place. That was his only reason to be there. He didn’t feel welcome there anymore, he would not dare to show his face to anyone. He knew if he got caught, there would be more bloodshed.
The wanderer went into a forest, a convenient way to get to where he needed without risking being seen. He was nervous, still. His hand gripping the hilt of his blade, ready to unsheathe it at any momment in case of any sudden movements. Yet… he felt like he was being watched the whole time. He did not know who or what, but the feel of calling them out of the shadows grew stronger every second. He suddenly stops walking and, after thinking it over he says in a noticeable and cold tone "Show yourself."
// Its ok XD, your muse has special conditions to be met so I understand.
At first, it seemed the ronin’s request went unheard, until a slight rustling is heard from a nearby cedar. Up in in its brnches sits the source of the watching feeling.
She is a woman of green skin in hair, effectively blending in with the greens of the trees and bushes. Her clothes, although definitly cloth, feel as if they were woven by mother earth herself. This green is off set by two pink eyes, that watch the Ionian with an old and wise gaze.
"I have shown myself now." She spoke, her voice like a song in the wind. "Are you satisfied?"
The Ionian stood perplexed for a while. He had never seen a being of such nature before.
He was unsure as to how he should react. For him, despite knowing he was being observed by the dryad was troublesome enough, he still had in mind - were she an enemy, she wouldn’t have shown herself willingly like that. He was intrigued. Deciding to let go of his hostile stance after some time, he comes closer to her, as collected as he allowed himself to be.
"…Who are you, creature? What is it you want?" He asked, feeling very nervous due to his current position. "I have things I need to take care of. I cannot stay in this place for too long. Be quick with your inquiries."
She tilted her slightly at his gruffness, still watchign with with a sense of curiosity.
"I know that you have a place to get to. No one enter Lan-Zhou.." she gestures to the forest around her, "…unless they are trying to use it as a shortcut."
She leaned forward, placing her head in her hands. “However, it is best you know that you entered from the western border of the forest, and you are now heading back to that border.”
"I think you might be lost."
"I…" he was at a loss for words at first. The dryad was capable of telling that much just by observing his actions. He did remember passing by some familiar trees and rocks from time to time and, although he was marking his hand in an attempt to not get lost, it didn’t work quite well.
After being ready to reply, he looks at her with a confused aspect to his face “Uh…maybe. Its… well….” He didn’t have alot to say, it was embarrassing for him to admit it to her. “Well uh… thanks for the tip. I will be more careful.”
"I will let you know…" the man reaches for his sake bottle, tosses it in the air and catches it after. "I won’t go easy on you just because you’re a lady. I hope you will not regret it."
"Looks like you two need another…oooo….4…no! 6 more bottles. Yes. That should be enough. That should be enough to at least give one of you
alcohol poisoninga headache and call it a night. Mmmm. Cheers then. Bottoms up. ”
Yasuo wasn’t aware at first. His senses were delayed due to the excessive drinking. Once he spots the undead sitting in front of him, he let out a couple of nervous drunk hiccups and lowers his head.
He kept staring at the Deathsinger, both annoyed by the contest and confused about what was going on, thinking to himself “I guess I’m starting to see things.”
With his head still lowered, he grumbles between hiccups “I don’t know if you’re real… or if I just drank too much. But I just want you to know…. I hate you.”
Squinting her eyes at deathsinger she have thrown away her hat hitting him in face with it. “What the bloody hell are ye doin here? ……dead man cant drink!” she groaned frustrated trying to drink properly while grinning down at ronin.”Bawww givin up eeeehhh~?”
At first, Yasuo had nothing to say. He was very frustrated with this contest. He could keep going but he wasnt granted an easy win. He had clearly underestimated the Bounty Hunter and he wished he could end it, because he didn’t care about it anymore. After a while thinking, his eyes sparkle and he suddenly starts grinning like an idiot. He looks at Miss Fortune and finally let it out “…Victory is yours, captain.” He then proceeds to stand up and lift up a bottle, proposing “How about we make a toast to celebrate your victory?”
He leans the bottle’s tip against his lips and starts drinking, but suddenly -
He spits the rum he had in his mouth all over her and starts having a laughing fit.
"OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO THERE’S YOUR PRIZE HA HA HA HA HA."
// Take notes, ladies and gentlemen this is why he is called the unforgiven.
YASUO YOU’RE A TERRIBLE PERSON
"OH IM SO TAKING YER DAMN HEAD LEAUGE OR NOT YE DAMN SORE LOSERRRR~" and then she flops in floor dead drunk
After a few seconds she fell, Yasuo also takes his turn to drop dead on the floor.
//XDDDDDDDD OHMAGERD I HAVE NO WORDS. ILU 2 MF mun <3
I usualy dont reblog things for nothing but XD I AM SO PROUD OF WHAT THIS HAS BECOME