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Thread: orb of deception《 captain levi x ƒeral 》

Summoner or not, the body pumping with warm blood beneath her was most definitely human and the essence of his mortality provoked her instinctive need to siphon his life as her ability demanded. The rings of her amber eyes glowered excitedly like embers at the first real sight of him, although the corner of her vulpine lips twitched in agitation in a mannerism similar to a feline's. Touching her hair was one thing but her ears, obviously the most sensitive part of her body, were not to be fondled like they were... toys! Ahri's cheeks were colored a deep red when the summoner's rough hands massaged the one part of her that was just as, if not more, vulnerable to arousal than her breasts. His question was answered abruptly, and with a purposeful swipe across his face that was none-too-gentle as her sharpened nails drew pinheads of blood. Her lashing out at him was simply an automated response at defending herself, perhaps it was even just a way of expressing her annoyance in her true, feline ways. Even the plumes of white that had swayed gently behind her flickered angrily as nine individual tails instead of three. Play time's over, human, she responded almost like an NPC at first, the dialogue she would normally speak in the throes of a match spilling like a recited script from her lips. But, the twitch of her nose and the way she gracefully removed herself from him, only to tug down the tousled ends of her oriental robes, were certainly not dynamic actions expected of a flat character. Astoundingly enough, she was still peeved, her newfound ability to feel an emotion clearly demonstrated in the way she refused to look at Kazu, offended by his rude greeting. I hope you're properly equipped. Our enemies won't hold back for First Blood. For now, she stood waiting for him to purchase items for them both in the tutorial version of the virtual shop. Any other time they would need to teleport to the base for provisions but the first few minutes of any game were the most important. Especially in this one.
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Kazu was in shock. He stared at the empty space, where a very human looking summoner had knelt but a moment ago. There was nothing there now, no wide, panicked eyes, not the dash of freckles that gave her a girl-next-door vibe, not even a fragment of her summoner's robe remained. It was almost as if she never existed, if not the fact that the mossy earth still retained the imprints of her knees, if not for the fact that her final scream still echoed in his ears. I don't want to die. What on earth was she bubbling about, he wondered. Someone took immersion way too far. But despite his reason, he could not dismiss the nagging feeling still, and the sight of the lifeless jester only made the feeling worse. Did she know something he doesn't? He glanced at the prone Shaco again, counting the seconds. Shouldn't he be...gone? Vanished like his summoner was? Despite his repeated attempts to pull his gaze away, his agitated eyes kept flickering back to the jester. It just...looked all so real. Only Ahri quite literally inserting herself into his line of sight pulled his attention away, and he stared down at the similarly too real vixen nuzzling up at him. The gentle brush of her ears tickled, her body was warm, and those undeniably feminine curves made his heart flutter in a rather inappropriate manner, given their surroundings. He flexed his fingers, not quite sure whether to embrace her or what to make of the situation, and settled for running through her hair instead. Avoiding the ears this time, threading silken hair with soothing regularity, before murmuring. Let's get out of here. Kazu peered over the horizon, as far as he could given the foliage all around. As far as he could see, there were no more minions. Interesting. Was there no lanes at all on this map? Were the minions distributed randomly? Questions to be settled later. For now, he was quite shaken by the morbid scene, even if he held himself tall still, pressing his lips into a thin line and pretending to be unaffected. We should spend your well-earned gold, and you should rest. He pulled away from her, but not before looking down at her back, gazing at the blood-soaked garment with concern. Ahri, how's your back...? She took quite the wound, and judging by the shadow of pain he felt, he imagined the vulpine caster was only worse off. And...hm... He paused, looking around again, finding himself quite lost. Are you familiar with our whereabouts? Are there perhaps a shop nearby? A tavern? I want to look at your back if that's ok with you. He spoke with the calm dignity of a concerned summoner, and it was not until that the words left his mouth that he realized what he said. Ahhh, I mean, your wound... If Ahri were to look up, she would be treated to quite the sight - evidently even her cool and collected summoner could blush.
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The soothing gesture of his digits combing through her wild, tousled hair was more than appreciated this time, her sensitive ears flicking from side to side in temporary contentment. Her face had buried into the bend of his neck, tapered nails digging and loosening into his robe much like a feline's way of pawing at something it quite found comfortable. Yes, she liked this unfamiliar warmth that radiated from the summoner like a furnace, and she grinned a bit where he couldn't see. Rest? Now, that was a new concept. Ahri was more familiar with non-stop battle when it came to fighting on the plains of League of Legends, but this time, many factors of the traditional war seemed... off. Never had she encountered a situation where the enemy champion failed to regenerate, although the battle for twenty was already different, all things considered. She wasn't sure what to make of it after all, she was nothing but a soldier, a chess piece placed on the board to fight for whichever side fate decided that day. But, in this mode if they could call it as such, she had a companion. His concern for her injury was met with a reticent smile. It's nothing some rest won't fix, she assured him, the process of her health regeneration ability slow, but effective regardless. The finer fibers of her flesh were pulling together already as if her skin was suturing itself up. The wound, however, was deep, and was reasonably a cause for concern the way it bled out like some crack in a dam, soaking her clothes in crimson. She was fine. Although I wouldn't mind you taking a look she offered with a playful twinkle in her eyes. Well, then. Her fingers clasped around Kazu's wrist with the delicate finesse of a feline, leading his hand to circle her waist while her free hand swiped across a shared virtual interface. Among the very limited options Ahri was allowed to control, she clicked her nail on the label reading 'Recall' and waited for a beam of light from the heavens to swallow both their forms. It took but a few seconds for the mysterious light to envelop them completely before materializing them at the heart of a cozy, rustic village that still had stones for paths and mule-driven carts as methods of transportation. The few denizens that inhabited the area were most likely NPCs. An ally Talon and his summoner were also seated on the base of the plaza's statue, feasting on what looked like a steaming loaf of bread, an item that had obviously not been introduced in the original game. The atmosphere of the town's square was so unlike the forefront of the lane's, so serene and... safe. There's the merchant, she beckoned with a tilt of her chin in the general direction of a stall. Her hand clasped around Kazu's wrist for reasons unknown to her, though she vaguely knew it drew a sense of comfort she liked.
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It wasn't an usual state of affairs for Kazu to hold a woman so intimately, much less a charming individual like Ahri, but he consented to be guided, keeping his arm wrapped loosely around her waist. It was comforting, he reasoned, and the both of them needed what sense of security they could get after the macabre scene. And it was...nice. She felt warm and solid besides him, and the subtle feminine scent that reminded him of wild things calmed his frayed nerves. He marveled at who must have engineered the Gumiho's personality. She was everything he had expected and more, so carefree, friendly, and if he was being honest, quite alluring. Ahri was nothing but a collection of pixels, he knew this, and yet could not help but respond to her easy smile and cheerful attitude. He might be crazy to feel attraction to a virtual character, but being bound by society's rigid rules and mores was never Kazu's cup of tea, hence his near obsession with games in the first place. He wasn't going to draw some arbitrary distinction between real and fake, and distance himself accordingly. No, whatever Ahri might be, right now she was just a girl who wanted his attention and looked to him for comfort, and what kind of man would he be if he denied her that little bit of affection she needed. And so what if he held her a little bit closer as a result of his decision. Come on, let's browse his wares. Kazu turned, his handsome face lighting up with a smile genuine and warm. He led Ahri toward the stall, arm wrapped around her still, almost possessively. The merchant was a funny-looking fellow, his wide-brimmed hat and ridiculously long white beard looking that much funnier in 4D. His wares were displayed haphazardly, various weapons stored vertically in barrels and small trinkets laid out on the stall. Kazu couldn't help but wonder how on earth that IEdge wasn't cutting through the barrel it was tucked into. Damn, those are some high-quality barrels, he remarked, lifting a brow, maybe I should buy one of those for you to wear...? He laughed, picturing how ridiculous the Gumiho would look clad in a barrel, before engaging the merchant in conversation. Hey buddy, he began, eyeing the various trinkets, gaze lingering over the various AP item components. Got anything on sale? The stout old man looked at him as if he were crazy, and Kazu could only shrug. Was worth a a try. But before he made any decision, he turned to regard Ahri first. What do you think? I'm sure you've fought in thousands of matches already, surely you have a favored build or two? A tankier Rylai path? Morello for mana sustain? He queried, throwing out a few options he had tried in the past. You are the one doing the brunt of heavy-lifting here, so why don't you decide? It was almost ludicrous, a summoner asking his virtual champion for what she wanted. Who even cared? But Kazu felt like it, so sue him.
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There were too many unfamiliar faces about and it made the feline temptress antsy as she nimbly followed after her summoner, clutching a hand into his robe and hiding herself behind Kazu although her awe-inspiring, giant plumes of tails swaying behind her hardly helped her disguise. Her curiosity, however, coaxed her out and to the weapons on display. Her interest was subdued and she cast a reticent look to her allied champions gathering in the square, waiting for her summoner to choose the build she would fight with. Kazu's decision had to be better than the one time a summoner, no doubt a beginner, had equipped her with six Doran's Rings and left her for dead in a terribly unbalanced battle. Hands clasped behind her back, she waited for a decision to be made before Kazu asked her to choose. Me? she asked, quickly elbowing him in the ribs for the barrel joke he had made. As if she'd wear something as hideous as that! Her furred ears twitched in mild annoyance before she turned a shoulder to him, slender fingers picking up a glowing Morellonomicon from the display cabinet the shopkeeper had been so kind to open. This will do, she answered Kazu, tucking the enchanted book close to her chest until the exchange of item and currency had been made. She didn't look the part, but she truly was giddy that the summoner had allowed her to make her own decision and the thought pressed her to clutch the item even tighter to her bosom until the Morellonomicon disappeared, effectively upgrading her stats. As she waited for Kazu to equip himself with additional items, her attention once more strayed to the two allied champions, Twitch and Soraka, that had teleported themselves from the bottom lane to safety looking in terrible shape. The healing mage and her summoner staggered onto their knees upon crossing the safe threshold of the town and Ahri unknowingly exhaled a sigh of relief. Their health bars were rapidly recovering but the bloody wounds the champions sustained were slower to heal than their mental and physical fatigue. 'At least they're alive,' Ahri thought to herself, forcing herself to recall Shaco's rotting corpse on the ground and wondering if he was still there as a haunting memoir to what would happen to her next time. Ahri's enhanced sense of hearing picked up a distressed call from Twitch's summoner not too far off. He was ranting and raging about the game being bugged shortly before he opted to disconnect for fear of returning to the same battle he had barely survived the first time. Kazu, she murmured, tugging gently on her summoner's sleeve to direct his attention to their enraged comrade attempting to log-out, only for him to realize that there was no such button on the menu.
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Even as the concerned voices droned on, Kazu fell silent. For the first time in a long while, he didn't know what to say. He had his own virtual panels pulled up as soon as the levelheaded boy-summoner had directed them to the news bulletin, and he was staring at that summoner's face, at each individual freckles, at the bright, willful eyes. She wasn't beautiful, at least, not in the same way Ahri was, but she was cute in a vibrant sort of way. So very full of life. And now...gone -- dead. The muscles of his jaw locked and twitched, his whole body stock-still with tension and shock. Did he...kill her? He felt physically sick at the thought. He dispelled the panels with a wave of his hand, staring at the ground instead. Kazu Takahashi, grad student, cat-owner, Challenger League player, and...murderer? He almost flinched when Ahri touched him. This was like a bad movie, or an anime, only it wasn't and it was happening and it overwhelming and he -- I don' want to die! She had cried, and he had laid her low, even if indirectly. ...I'm gonna be sick, he muttered, and deepened their interlocked pinky to a firm handhold, positively dragging his champion along as he walked almost aimlessly away from the group. Behind him, the other summoners protested, telling him to wait and that they needed to strategize or band together or...Kazu didn't even spare a look back. This was all a bad dream, he wanted to reason, but the warmth in his palm was too real. He questioned why he didn't just run, didn't go cower behind some low wall and deposit the content of his stomach on the stoney ground. But there was something about Ahri's concern and reassuring tone that made him feel safer, less guilty even. He just kept walking. And walking. It was not until he almost walked into a wall that he finally stopped, suddenly. For a second, he stilled again, as if a defective robot that had forgotten its command. Almost stiffly he turned to Ahri, trying to smile but looking more like he was grimacing. Sorry, I kind of dragged you there... He murmured, sheepishly, his voice trailing off even as he stared at anything but her eyes. It's just...I've never killed anyone before. Not like this. I was only thinking about winning the game and... another pause. This is too cruel to be a game...
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Kazu? Ahri stuttered out as she was literally torn from her position on the ground to follow in a nimble-footed walk towards... somewhere. She wasn't sure what destination he had in mind as they had passed the stall and even the town square, heading into an underdeveloped part of town where only a warmly lit inn and miscellaneous shops welcomed weary summoners. She stopped only when he did, glancing at the way his hand held hers now, the warmth of his hand transferring as unfamiliar code in her system of methodically arranged numbers. All she had known was searing pain before, but this... this fluttering sensation lifted a shy smile on the Gumiho's face so unlike her usual, coy expressions. You... You didn't do it, she reassured him. I did. She had dealt the final blow to Shaco who had, in turn, depleted the summoner's health to zero. Kazu hadn't done anything but protect her from harm! Her vulpine ears pressed low against her head when her summoner looked fallen still, feeling helpless for once in the ways of human emotion. Her lore declared her a murderer, too, and one that took intense pleasure in siphoning the innocent lives of men once they fell too deep into her charms. She was no different than an actual, remorseless killer, so she felt that her pity and assurance meant little. Maybe if you win this game, you can leave, she suggested with the most genuine smile she could muster. Just a while ago, she had been begging Kazu not to leave, but if escaping this cruel dimension meant so much to him and his sanity, she wouldn't... couldn't intervene. Perhaps a battlefield designed for champions was simply no place for fragile, human summoners. I'll help you. She wasn't sure how sincerely Kazu would take her promise but Ahri was determined to win as she was for all battles. It was just that this time she actually had an incentive to win. Are you telling me that you won't try your best to win now? she asked him, the razor-sharp tip of her nail tipping Kazu's chin up. It didn't suit his handsome face to conceal it in the shadows of his hood. Her soft hands not roughened a bit by the violence of battle soothed over the chiseled contour of his jaw, a thumb lovingly stroking his cheek where she felt the familiar sensation of warmth once more on her skin. I don't want you to die, Kazu. Do you? Have you given up?
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I... He started, and did not fight her, allowing her to lift his chin and peer into his eyes. His radiant obsidians were a mess of raw emotions - anger, shock, confusion, guilt, and even a glimmer of fear. He was only human, and he just wanted to play a game. This was... But Ahri was looking at him, smiling , promising him aid and victory. The same Ahri that looked so forlorn but moments ago at the thought of him leaving, had clutched him so possessively and... She might be just code, but at the moment, she was acting more bravely than him, pushing aside her own hurt and insecurities for his sake. How could he call himself a man if he told her no? No, I have not given up. He cleared his throat, before declaring, whispering the words as if a promise. His voice trembled ever so slightly, but the turbulence plaguing his eyes was washed away with renewed determination. I am going to live, he declared, clutching her hand again before adding, and so are you. Kazu remembered what happened to Shaco, and he was sure that it was at the forefront of Ahri's mind also. Already his sharp mind was churning. Six-eight players dead, an untold number of games currently ongoing. League only had so many champions so surely, the deaths were not permanent for the champions. And yet...He gazed at Ahri, his Ahri. Would she be the same if summoned by another summoner? The same composition of codes, surely, his logic dictated. But nothing about this game so far obeyed logic. He couldn't risk it, couldn't risk her dying. We are going to win, ok? He tried his hand at smiling again, and was much more successful this time. To be sure, stress still clouded his features, but there was a glimmer of all too human stubbornness, a will to live, to fight. The game was cruel, yes, but Kazu was not going to roll over and die for anybody, and he sure as hell ain't going to let anyone to kill his all too human champion either. So, about that wound, is it feeling better? I bought some health regen in stats, might have helped, but I think I should take a look anyway? He shook the grim and groom from his face, attempting to change the topic. No reason being so down all the time, he can mope on his own time. Right now, he needed to be brave for his champion. Let's see here... He looked around, spotting the nearby inn. Ah, perfect. Fortunately for his broke-ass self, inns appeared to be a complimentary service, as did the food. It wasn't long until he had a nice room to the two of them, complete with a cushy bed and simple but functional furniture. He set down their meals on the table. It was pretty simple, almost rustic. Loaves of bread and roasted lamb, but to his hungry stomach, the aroma was mouthwatering. He chuckled a bit at Ahri, his first real laugh in what seemed like hours. I don't really know what you eat, well...your lore would say you eat highly questionable things but, surely some lamb is always yummy?
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Her survival instinct was simply stronger than his, and it helped that her life had been seasoned by countless battles and bloodshed for her not to be disturbed so easily by the omnipotent threat of death. She was willing, happy, even, to be the reason Kazu's eyes glimmered with the confidence she remembered seeing in him, in his soul, too, the first time they had met. There he was. He was back, and if it helped his nerves to hear his words of encouragement being parroted back to him, she was eager to comply. You're going to live. Even if it meant pushing herself to the limit and possibly using their allied champions as meat shields for future team fights, she was going to keep Kazu as her number one priority. As for her, the healing injury on her back had stopped bleeding a while ago and looked more like a house cat had slashed a single claw across her taut skin, only drawing tiny pinheads of crimson from the ruptured skin. She held back a clump of her inky tresses to haul over one bare shoulder, exposing the bare expanse of her beautifully rendered back in all of its high-definition beauty. Fair, smooth, and slightly toned with trained muscles flexing underneath taut skin. It only stings, a bit, she said, weaving her fingers through her wind-tousled hair like a feline grooming itself. The inn was surprisingly warm, Ahri noted, and the food which she knew were for the summoners looked and smelled nice despite lamb and loaves of bread not being a part of the Gumiho's selective diet. She had no appetite, surprisingly, even if her gut flipped at the sight of a warm meal presented before her. Highly questionable things? she questioned, picking up a wrapped loaf of bread and stuffing a chunk of it into her mouth, as if to flippantly disregard Kazu's accusations. Men like you, you mean? Although, she thought between mouthfuls of distasteful flour, her victims had never been half as handsome as Kazu. She would prove him wrong! She wasn't that easy to figure out, was she? Ahri brushed off some crumbs from her lower lip and glanced at the summoner beneath femininely curved lashes, her lips quickly twisting into a pout. You seem to know so much about me, she said, resting her weight on the edge of the table, arms crossed laxly over her chest. Tell me about you, Kazu. Yes, that would be interesting. It felt relinquishing to break free of the traditional mold of summoner battles and unwind, even just to know the summoner who had always been an anonymous figure before. I don't know anything about you but your name, she purred, easily sliding up to him with feathery footwork, and leaning with her back pressed to his front with feline grace. With a softer giggle, she was out of his hold with another dip, all nine tails flickering eagerly behind her. We are a team, after all. We should get to know one another. You trust me, yes?