Thread: orb of deception《 captain levi x ƒeral 》

Y'oww, Kazu gave a startled yelp as tapering nails raked across his face, dealing minimal damage but a fair amount of pain. He flinched, before falling still again, blinking as he gingerly touched his face. No way... He stared in astonishment at the small smear of crimson, looking properly chastised. That actually hurt. But before the champion he chose had a chance to mistake his hesitation for fear, he was already springing to feet with even more unbounded excitement than before. Holy mother of god, 4D is the best thing ever! He had yet to realize the stakes, and attributed Ahri's incredible personification as simply well-executed AI. That, however, did not mean Kazu took this or his champion any less seriously. He signed up not simply to play this thing, no. It was a greatest tragedy that Japan didn't have its own server, but his Challenger border in Oceania wasn't for show. Although this game mode was already looking vastly different from SR on his computer, the challenge only excited him, doing nothing to diminish his resolve. There was no question in his mind - he was going to win this thing. Ahri, he addressed his compatriot. I have a name too, ya know. Call me Kazu. He offered, pulling back the obnoxious hood of his summoner's robe and smoothing the strands of onyx bangs out of his eye. His features were sharply defined - sculpted jawline, strong nose, and, now that he wasn't busy aww'ing over every last thing, astute, dignified eyes. He was quite handsome, all things considered, even in comparison to the verdant landscape and ethereally beautiful champions. But his attractiveness was not a showy sort, the faint curve of his lips lacking the hubris so commonly gracing protagonists of various kinds. He was calm, cool, collected, a self-styled chess-player rather than a hotblooded fighter. Already his gaze was flickering rapidly over virtual panels, lithe fingers dragging and rearranging the transparent displays for optimal viewing. He'd read up on the game already, of course, and knew that all resources were duplicated and shared between champion and summoner - it made no practical difference who dealt the killing blow, to champion or minion alike. And thus, gold optimization was his first priority. A Doran's Ring for Ahri, and Spellthief's Edge for himself. A stack of potions as well, but of course. His almost surprising choice of a support item revealed his faith in his champion. The Gumiho would have no problem CS'ing, he was sure. The biggest change in this 4D version, astonishing graphics aside, was definitely the removal of the mini map for immersion reasons. But that also meant they had four directions to cover between two pairs of eyes, and he wanted to leave his free to scan around. Her assertion made him smile, and he almost chuckled at the aggressive statement. Prepare yourself then, my little fox, he teased, scanning his surroundings before picking out a densely foliage'ed route. There were lanes...kind of, not really. Even the minions supposedly had some degree of AI, even if markedly less intelligent than the champions. But more importantly, they were the source of gold and exp, and neither he nor Ahri was going to excel without securing a steady supply of resources. The minions have yet to spawn when he located the so called mid lane, which looked more like a nature trail than the paved SR lane he was used to. Wonder who your lane opponent's going to be...Shaco? He mused out loud, looking around with a mixture of caution and curiosity.