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//Back from a 5 day trip from Nashville.
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Hello, you're probably reading this. Good! It's my pinned.
Please, take a seat and get comfortable, you'll be here a while down in the darkness. While you're at it, please take a look at my;
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These are for all those years. For myself and my pain. For the times you walked away.
When the wind blows in Shurima, only the sand moves. It's light, yet it's heavy. Just as it moves, old memories pass on. Like particals being lost to time.
In anticipation of his own apathy, he thought he was ready to look upon his memory with disinterest. A blade stuck into the sand in front of him as he knelt down. Yet, Talon's gaze is somehow somber.
A part of him wished for this. Yet another part agonized that this day had come. A constant struggle within the depths of his body. A war.
" ...I'd say 'I miss you,' but you wouldn't want that. Weakness, isn't it? "
He grits his teeth, fighting back. He couldn't-- At least, till the end.
" Just one more punishment... the worst of them all... right, master? The world is no place for men like us. "
He spoke to the planted weapon, previously belonging to his master. The one who both gave him his strength, but earned his ire and stole his freedom. Talon purses his lips as he clutched the front of his knees. In attempt to ignore the inner turmoil that screamed at him. All done in vain. There wasn't much to say, of course. Feeling this helpless, alone, and without guidance. But at the same time he was free again.
Isn't this what he wanted?
" Damn you... you careless... selfish bastard! "
He punches the ground before him, causing dust to fly around him. His teeth grit in a bitter and sour rage, " If anyone was going to kill you, it should've been me! I would've been the last thing you seen, do you hear me?! The only one worthy to kill you, was the one who remained loyal to end! "
Then silence.
He slowly raises his body to return to form. He let himself loose again.
" That's it, then? "
Pulling the blade from the sand, considering. He stares at his own distant reflection in the weapon as he ponders. He had no reason to keep going. That pain was all for naught.
" No place for kindess and kindness I do not owe. I reap what I sow. "
He pulls the weapon close, his old friend. The one thing that always remained at his side. A knife in the darkness with the boy afraid to die.
But now, it was his salvation.
He raises the weapon closer and closer. Towards that oh so familiar place, but, never against his own skin. The sensation felt different when in his own hands. His life had never been in his own hands. The least he could do is have the right and the dignity to take it away.
But he couldn't.
He drops the blade, gasping for breath. He felt that tremble, something long lost to him up until now. He remembered now...
That's right... he still had the will to live, even a little.
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Murmuring, head tilting to the side as he watches everything unfold from afar, constantly flipping a knife through his knuckles in an agitated manner.
Constant annoyance, anger, and distractions today that he could not stand. How could he not be miserable when this infernal day had to exist? Usually he wouldn't care if people just minded their own business.
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Continued w/ @danceblades
Harsh words come as vile and sharpened weapons. All pointed towards him. He could sense that familiar tone ever since he was born. Talon’s gaze remains calm, watchful. Ever so diligently making sure not a sudden movement would take his life. He couldn’t quite explain it, but seeing her blades move and follow her command as opposed to wielding them with her own hand irked him.
“ I’m not here to fight. Or to kill anyone– At least, no one Ionian. “
Despite his claim of peace he couldn’t hide the truth of his malicious intent towards other parties. People that used these lands as a shield to hide themselves from punishment. The assassin keeps his posture straight, maintaining his distance as amber eyes watch Irelia from afar, unblinking.
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//Well I'll be damned.
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//It's usually never a good sign when I see a Talon skin and the first thing I feel is repulsed.
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" Terrible... "
It's in his eyes. He rubs beneath the bags of his peer's shadows, no longer finding the need to hide his face in the dark. Morning came, after all.
It was days like these where the worst happened; Nothing at all. Complete and utter numb. No rush of snuffing out a life, no sound of his heart beating in his ears. He was just watching the nighttime sky above. Until that sun appeared once again. That dreaded sun--
" Can't you just stay away? " He asked in his head as brows furrowed in frustration.
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//Hm.
Yeah, I can't stand comic Talon. I tried so hard to come to terms with this new version of him they wanted to push forward but I can't like a single thing about it. I'm more than willing to accept its events as canon but I can't abide that new character wearing Talon's clothing.
It's not hard to have a League character be a bad person. So I'm still in awe why they wanted to push for this...made up nonsense that's incredibly inconsistent with how he was written in the past. At no point did they ever even hint he was that type of person and he was someone cruel and the amalgamation of what emobies Noxus while also defying it.
Ain't NOTHING about the comic version even remotely consistent with his written personality beforehand. Aside from him being the "safe" assassin. People have tried to convince me "oh, it's a side of himself he only shows around his family-"
Well, that's the first problem. He's never HAD a family up until that point and you can't convince me he'd even be remotely functional as a brother. Especially when it was shown he was willing to kill his only friend for the sake of living. Even after his betrayal he's so damn ooc. Before we had someone who would've rather taken punishment from his failure from his mentor to a sniveling crybaby who acted like a spoiled brat because "dAd lOVes mE mOre >:((((" Why would the calculated cold assassin shout the entire master plan to overthrow Noxus's head general?? XD?
This doesn't help that the writer made it painfully obvious he doesn't give a flying fuck about Talon and wanted Katarina to have the entire spotlight, so much so he was willing to bastardize this character he probably JUST heard about and skimmed when writing this.
I'll accept the events for those who do, but I'm NOT going to accept any mentions of his behaviors from that comic applied to mine. Sorry, I didn't bust my ass having to write the character my damn self for 9 years for this.
#Hidden In The Shadows (OOC)#with that and general depression#now you know why I'm so reluctant to write here
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(sounds of pain)
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I've always felt alone
My whole life, for as long as I can remember
I don't know if I like it or if I'm just used to it
But I do know this
Being lonely does things to you
I feel like shit and bitter and angry all the time...
It eats away at you.
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Burglar 1: I can't sees anything!
Burglar 2: Quiet, or the guard will hear us!
Talon, from the shadows: Oh him? I already killed him because I'm not a fucking amateur!
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she squints at the assassin. " .. i still loathe you. "
Familiar voice along with a statement came as he doesn't grant her much of a reaction. He didn't expect her to think otherwise in regards to him. He'd call that strange or outlandish.
" I don't remember doubting that. "
Glare.
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As for the mastery of blades part, I'd say she's pretty good but not a master. The disciplined one is hard to parce because on one hand she is relatively rebellious in nature despite how put-together she seems. So while marked, it's also half/half... In her field though, she is super disciplined so there is that.
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He wasn't sure of it, at least not at first given past interactions between the two, but, it was damn near a perfect score, in which, he could not deny this fact any longer-
" ...Hm. "
He hums. Never one to make much of a comment, was he? But to her that may have been an indicator of knowing.
" I suppose you are ideal... " He murmurs...
@derjaegermond
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Submitted with a half-wry smile and a slight eyebrow raised.
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Talon looks down at the page and makes note of how many boxes were accurately checked. Then back up to her.
“ Have something to say? “
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ahri vc: i may not be disciplined, but you can try and domesticate me (ꈍ ᴗ ꈍ✿)
" Haven't had to tame a wild animal before... "
Looking on, " Heel. " tone changes.
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