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ᅠ there it was . the answer he wanted . “ i would agree , ” a short , to the point , response , yet it carried much volume . “ many tribes have offered much help , yet you have not . ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ you’ve lived an eventful life , ” he would take a sip of his tea as a raven would land outside , perched on a nearby windowsill as beady red eyes curiously peeked in . “ and now your adventures have left you here , it makes one like myself naturally curious . ” ᅠ

ᅠ a noncommittal hum followed in response—truly , how she got under his skin so fast was a mystery . perhaps he could switch tea for some wine . . . “ already did . ” ᅠ

ᅠ the grand general said nothing , trying his best to ignore her . . . watchful gaze . “ surrender , but that’s simply wishful thinking . ” ᅠ

ᅠ a raven would perch on the window sill of as the grand general took a sip of his tea , “ but you seem to be doing just fine . taking advantage with that charmer boyfriend of yours , no ? ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ your presence is hard to simply ignore , you don’t fit in to the noxian mold here . ” that much was obvious , from appearance—armor—to weapon of choice . “ it isn’t often that ionian presence is so close here in noxus . why waste an opportune moment . ” ᅠ

ᅠ an amused quirk of his lips followed , a blunt vastayan—how quaint . “ all is fair during a time of war and disagreement . ” ᅠ

ᅠ gross . ᅠ

ᅠ “ leblanc . ” narrow eyes would stare at the mage . “ visiting for pleasure it seems . ” ᅠ

ᅠ heeled toes would click on pavement as the grand general so graciously opened the door for the artist . “ welcome , it isnt everyday we have ionian visitors . ” ᅠ

ᅠ the grand general would amuse the conversation just this once . “ do tell me about ionia’s inhabitants , how are they treating your kind lately ? ” ᅠ

ᅠ the general would pour himself a cup of tea as well . eyes never leaving the other . “ perhaps . . . ” he would voice would drawl , seemingly in contemplation , “ i’d keep an eye out if i were you . attention always does bring ill tides . ” ᅠ

ᅠ he always did prefer his sister . . * 💭 ᅠ

ᅠ keep on dreaming , that’s never going to happen . ᅠ

ᅠ pouring jasmine tea the general would take note of the nervousness , yet said nothing . a warrior , nervous ? good . “ you’ve caught the attention of a few colleagues of mine , any idea why ? ” a leading question , but a question nonetheless . ᅠ