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[evocation]

Characters: Ahri and you!
Setting: The dorm floors
Format: Action to start, I'll match
Summary: Ahri has just arrived at the worst possible time.
Warnings: None? Gross flirting maybe?


[When Ahri wakes up, her immediate assumption is that this is some sort of summoning gone awry. The paralysis isn't too far off from the side effects that can occur when a rookie summoner practices, but this certainly isn't a room she recognizes, and no botched summoning can change her clothes. The note is what convinces her that this isn't some mistake, and after rummaging around in her trunk and changing her clothes, she peeks out into the hallway.

Nothing looks familiar, which is unsurprising if her mysterious rescuer is telling the truth, but also intensely worrying. Her ears flick forward inquisitively, and she can't help but wonder why no one was here to explain anything when she woke up. Honestly, it's rather rude!

It looks like she's found herself in some sort of living space, but if her captors aren't going to give her any more information, maybe there's someone else who will. So Ahri heads down the hallway, sticking her head into every open door and knocking at the closed ones.]

Comments

[orphans]

[well okay at least she's a little more... out of his grill now, that was beginning to get uncomfortable for him (horf), and he'd rather not his facade slip.]

They have not.

[evocation]

[She actually looks thrown for a second, and her smirk slips. There's no way she can be the only one left, right? It takes her a moment to recover, and when she does, her tone is decidedly less cheerful.]

And how long have you been here?

[orphans]

[he's far from the most talkative one, especially not for idle chatter... if she is able to discern that. not exactly the best for that sort of inquiry]

Five months and twenty-two days.

[evocation]

I see.

[Okay yup this is officially starting to get to her.]

Do you like it here?

[orphans]

I do not. The staff is insufferable, the inhabitants even more so. There is no purpose here.

[evocation]

So what do you do, then?

[orphans]

[...]

Whatever Her Imperious Condescension bids me too.

[also a lot.. more than that... but no one needs to know of those things]

[evocation]

[She tilts her head slightly, ears pricking forward.]

Who?

[orphans]

My-- The Empress. The leader 'a our race an' many others.

You'll know her when you see her, I'm sure. An' I suggest you treat her as her title dictates.

[evocation]

[She smirks again.]

I'll keep that in mind. Aren't you going to give me a tour?

[orphans]

No, actually.

In fact, I believe your ten minutes has nearly subsided.

[evocation]

[Man, so grumpy! She will not be dissuaded so easily, though.]

You won't even introduce yourself?

[orphans]

Orphaner Dualscar.

[he can smirk at that, though! it's a title to be incredibly arrogant over, obviously. because he doesn't introduce himself on his own accord, usually, for everyone already knows who he is. and anyone he doesn't already know the name of, is unimportant.

she's no exception, less she wants to share it anyway.]

[evocation]

How intimidating.

[She's teasing him again.]

My name is Ahri. It's a pleasure.

[orphans]

Ahri.

[only an emotionless repetition. he opens his door again to linger momentarily in its threshold. why he is waiting around, he isn't sure, if perhaps if she'll just go... away... now..]

[evocation]

[Because she's amazing. And the fact that he hasn't slammed the door in her face doesn't escape her, which means she's smirking again.]

Tell me about Alternia.

[orphans]

[looking Extremely Pained, as if ahri literally just punched him in the face. and he'd be hitting his head against the doorframe too if he were only just slightly more inclined towards those wigglerish theatrics. so mad at himself!!!!!!! her too, fuck off!!!!!!]

Specifics.

[evocation]

[She laughs, leaning against the doorframe.]

Oh, yes, I forgot! Are trolls aquatic? And are they all as cute as you? They certainly aren't where I'm from.

[orphans]

Only royalty is.

[saying this as if it's obvious. also that goes for her latter question too, fancy that! even if doesn't think himself as 'cute', per se, the ego is still well and there.]

Assumin' you're from Earth, I've already read 'a your mythological ones.

[evocation]

Not earth, no. Runeterra. Our trolls are much more... Unpleasant looking.

[She reaches out in an attempt to brush a finger along one of his fins.]

So you're royalty, then. How can some of your species be aquatic and some not?

woops i'm an idiot sorry LOL

[orphans]

[he recoils away slightly, fin likewise as it lies flat. it's one thing to be all up in his personal space, another for a mutantblood to touch what's generally seen as something... more personal. but anything else is okay, apparently.]

Don't.

[hissed with a baring of fangs, and he looks off to the side.]

We evolved, the land dwellers didn't.

[evocation]

[She giggles, letting her hand drop. It totally grazes against his shoulder, though. He is way too easy to make uncomfortable.]

How strange! What else is different about you?

[orphans]

[also, she's pretty warm and he's coldblooded? that. is definitely noticeable. but all right well this is a topic he can talk about. hope she likes blatant racism all up in her face.]

Our blood, lifespans, physical capabilities, and mental capacities. All vastly superior to any landwalkin' garbage.

['mental capacities', uhuh. there's some wishful thinking there.]

[evocation]

[She raises her eyebrows, though she doesn't move her hand because hey, he is weirdly cold.]

Really? Are you sure you aren't biased?

[orphans]

'Course not.

[gruffly.]

Any troll with half 'a thinkpan should tell you the very same.