AN: I honestly have no words. First shot at a LoL fanfic but...
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LuxxEz is too much I can't live without it that is all.
Oh wait and also GarenxKatarina
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Plz R&R I will luv u 5ever 3
Lux walked down the marbled hallway in the Institute of War. She made a left at the next fork, a familiar path from her days of studying and researching. The things I do for that bozo, she thought with a sigh as the double doors to the library swung open at her touch. Then again, the sight of Garen in a library would be enough to make me quit working for the League. The thought of her giant brother huddled at one of the delicate oak tables made the mage crack a slight smile.
Nasus was not at the main dest that he normally occupied, but the tips of his ears could be seen over a bookshelf in the "Non-magical World Studies" section. Lux considered calling out a greeting to him, but he typically preferred to work in peace, so she stepped across the room as quietly as possible.
The section of books covering Noxian topics was moderately sized, spanning three bookcases of five shelves each. "DuCouteau..." Lux muttered to herself, tracing the labels with one index finger. Demons, Drag Queens, Dragons, Ducks...ducks? She frowned and did a double-take. Yup. "Ducks of Noxus."
Sliding the ladder over to where she was, Lux stepped up and continued her search on the top of the next shelf. "Aha!" Sliding out the fifth book from the top, Lux read the cover. "The Biography of the House of DuCouteau." Perfect. She gave herself a mental pat on the back and jumped lightly off. Pausing in the central area of the library, Lux pondered for a moment. He asked for information on this family, right? For the purpose of militaristic stratagems. Always in cahoots with Jarvan, of course. She frowned and looked at the clock. 11:35 AM. I have a match in less than two hours...he can read this one for himself.
The archive-keeper was now at his station. He greeted Lux with a polite head nod. "Taking one to go?" he asked. She nodded and replied with a smile, "One for the prince, if you don't mind."
As she shouldered her way through the door, Lux opened the book and flipped through the pages. Nothing interesting at all caught her eye. Scowling at the formality of the language used and even more so at the content, which was of absolutely zero interest and taste to her, she didn't notice the door swinging open in front of her until it was too late. Whacking into it head on and dropping her book, Lux could've sworn that Raka had just dropped a Q on her face.
Sitting haphazardly on her rear in the middle of the hall, rubbing her forehead, Lux blinked her blue eyes several times to clear the dizziness. "My gods, I'm sorry!" Someone was extending a hand to her. She took it and hauled herself up. "Oh! Ms. Crownguard, my humble apologies," Ezreal said, taking a tiny bow. Catching the note of teasing in his voice, Lux laughed and bent to pick up her book. "Not a problem, my bad," she said. "Saw you in the listings for the battle this afternoon."
That brought a scowl to his face. "Yeah. I was planning a trip out to the Freljord this evening, too, but that'll have to be postponed till tomorrow morning now." The explorer sighed heavily. "Just taking this useless piece of garbage over to the examination rooms." Ezreal lifted a stone that looked slightly like a blue sword, resting in the nook of his arm. "I call it the Ohmwrecker," he announced with sarcastic zeal, which brought another tinkling laugh out of Lux. "It's worth ten times its weight in gold, but does absolutely nothing of any use, that I can tell of."
"Well, good luck with that," Lux said. "I have to bring this to the palace before I get back to be ready for this afternoon. I guess I'll see you later?" Ezreal nodded and stepped aside to let Lux pass. "Blue side too OP! See ya at the summoning!" He called after her.
She suppressed another smile. I suppose all the time he spends out exploring the world, he doesn't get much social interaction. Adorable kind of awkwardness, he's got.