Hello my fellow readers and writers! Yukami has returned from the grave because for some odd reason I lost all motivation to write for literally three months! Well, I didn't lose motivation, its that I neglected to finish all the potential oneshots I made the outline to, and neglected to put the first few chapters of the revised "The Last Yukami" fiction on text. That and League, Warframe (PoE op), and Battlefield 4 have drained me of my attention. I had finally set myself personally to be satisfied with my life. The things I dreamed of owning I have, and I am back in school successfully. Everything is moving smoothly save the small jumps in the road that decide to present themselves. But that's neither this nor that.
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Karma sat before the mirror of her bedroom, adjusting the blue crystal tiara that sat on the edge of her hairline to be perfectly aligned to frame her face. She smiled warmly as she finally felt its position of accurate detail to the extravagant outfit the institute gave her this year for Snowdown. Standing from her chair, she eyed the sky blue, gold and white furred dress with the glee of a child with a toy. Her upper body having a hooded corset-like shirt that covered her midriff and bust. Her legs being covered with simpler design tights of matching color, and fur-filled moccasins that kept her feet warm. Her short brown hair, normally down and free-flowing save the batches normally wrapped in her hair garment was tied into a ponytail, giving her tiara's elaborate design more room for comfort for her.
"I must admit," a familiar voice called from her doorway. Karma turned to the source to see the Captain of the Ionian Guard and her close friend Irelia leaning against her door with her arms crossed, looking to the Enlightened One appreciatively. "The league fumbles a lot in terms of its purpose, and the summoners are annoying, but they do have a taste in fashion for their champions."
"They gave me this earlier in the month for the holidays. It also enhances my powers for ice properties." Karma stated. "I must commend whoever designed this for such detail and intricate quality. Quite frankly, I had never expected blue to look this good."
"Uh-huh. Looks fine and dandy, Lady Karma. What's the catch?" Irelia deadpanned. Karma sighed, fully aware of what the captain was implying. "You know as well as I do none of these 'skins' as the summoners call them are out of courtesy."
"Yes…and unfortunately, this is no exception." Karma groaned as she walked away from her mirror to her bed, where the box containing the dress lie open. Besides, it was a basket of confections and novelties that was wrapped in red and green ribbons and plastic. Karma picked up the basket and the box, pulling out a small folded paper from within the container. "To all champions attired in or possessing winter themed outfits, the Institute requests that you take the basket you have received to the summoner dormitory within your sections and give the basket to them." She read aloud.
"Of course… at the end of the day, the summoners stroke their own egos and use us to do the dirty work." Irelia protested. She leaned off the wall and stepped forward. "That's why I handed the basket back to the delivery man. I'm not going to validate their god complex after they gave me a jumpsuit and froze my blades."
Karma threw a blank expression to the captain. "You mean a jumpsuit that does nothing but make your rear larger?" she said sarcastically.
"That too. Half the summoners that even pick me for matches have me wear that thing, just because the photo shoot made my butt stick out. Do you even know who you're giving the damned basket to anyway?"
"Sadly no. and knowing the popularity the female champions have with newer outfits, I fear whomever I have to give this to isn't the most enjoyable person. I pray to the spirits it is some kinder male or a female summoner. All the note gives is the request and the location."
"I'd say drop the basket in the nearest dorm and let them fight over it. No reason to chance some perv seeing you in a new outfit and attempting something vulgar." Irelia growled. Her blades raised up behind her and shivered from her irritation.
"I cannot abandon my task due to my discomfort with whom I may or may not meet. If I am uncertain of their motive, I will leave. If they try anything rash, I will retaliate." Karma mused. "And by chance, this mystery summoner whom I am presenting this gift to is someone I know, it would be rude of me to avoid at least wishing them a happy holiday."
Irelia rolled her eyes before a knowing smirk stretched on her face. "That is so like you, lady Karma. Willing to give more than you get, even to those who don't deserve."
"Who is to say there are people who don't deserve, Irelia? Everyone has something within them that validates their life. The spirits guide every soul to their destiny or end it when they find their purpose fulfilled. I am merely fulfilling my purpose of being one who cares and provides as I lead, just as you fulfill your purpose to defend and protect our home and honor." Karma explained. She exhaled deeply before picking up the basket and eyeing the contents once more. At the front of the confections and small novelties was a golden card with the ranking insignia from the institute. She immediately deduced that the basket was a season end reward for surpassing the lower ranking tiers. "If you will excuse me, my friend, I must deliver this parcel to the apparent gold ranked summoner at suite 1T."
"Would you like some company? Just in case someone gets adventurous about their 'reward'?" Irelia offered. Karma waved her down before moving to the door.
"I appreciate the concern and offer, but I will not be needing it. You may enjoy your evening, captain. Merry Snowdown." Karma concluded as she turned the knob to her door and moved to exit. Irelia bowed in respect before watching her leave.
"Merry Snowdown, lady Karma." She replied.
Karma walked outside her residency and peered the snow-covered walkway. She pulled the slip of paper out containing the address to the summoner and scanned the directions, widening her eyes at the revelation of how close the destination truly was.
Do they reside in the cherry blossom suites? That means he or she is Ionian…at least they will know who I am. She mentally noted. Looking up from the paper she peered left and right, deducing the fastest way to the familiar apartment complex. Deciding to go left, she began her stroll through the night to her destination, taking in the lights of the festivities and waving to those who greeted her as she passed. Some of the passerby summoners gasped in awe at the luxuriously designed dress she wore as she passed by, sending compliments to her.
Before long, she stood in front of the fifteen-story apartment complex entitled Cherry Blossom Suites. She immediately recalled that this location housed more prestigious and prodigal summoners. She furrowed her brow as she looked back to the basket curiously, recalling that a gold card given as a reward to summoners meant they were of gold ranking and that the suites were typically housing Diamond rank and above summoners and Ionian executives.
Then why would a gold rank be here? She asked. Her thoughts trailed to the familiar summoners she knew within the rank that showed more prodigal skill than the rest. She could only think of a few, and those in thought she knew were located elsewhere.
Now I am curious who this is actually going to if they're gold rank and staying here. She concluded mentally before walking forward through the glass double doors of the bottom floor. The lobby was extremely large, it's ceiling no less than twenty or twenty-five feet overhead with elaborately designed chandeliers that imitated the appearance of the iconic cherry blossom trees that hung upside down. There were two lounging areas on the sides of the red-carpeted entryway. Both of which had two L-shaped sofas and two reclining chairs along with a large table. Columns stood on the sides of the room, each wrapped in spirals with lights and false pine cones up to the ceiling. A handful of people were chatting amongst each other in the lobby, and the front desk that monitored the entry of the building was beside the elevator that went to the upper levels.
As Karma entered the building, she walked past people to the desk, knowing that they likely had any logic of where the apartment would be. People took notice of her presence, more importantly, her dress, and bowed to her in respect. She returned a small bow to them in respect, thanking those that verbally complimented her.
"Lady Karma. A pleasure to see you grace us once again." The male receptionist called, standing and bowing deeply to the Duchess. He wore a black and dark pink tuxedo with a red bowtie, and his hair was slightly spiked and short. "And might I add that dress is extravagant your highness. Fitting to your grace."
"Thank you, Ise. I would like to find a summoner that resides in the suites to give them this basket from the institute. I have their apartment number here." Karma replied, pulling the slip out from her pocket and handing it to the receptionist. The male took the paper and unfolded it to read its contents. When he finished it, his face turned into a scowl of disgust.
"Why on Runeterra would they involve someone like him to your grace…" he spat as he pinched his brow. Karma frowned at the tone of the male, hoping whomever he was referring to wasn't whom she feared previously.
"May I ask who you are referring to?"
"The apartment you are looking for, spirits save you, is on the thirteenth floor and is the first door to the right. It is under lease by the now gold ranked summoner Damian Setsu."
At this Karma's eyes widened. Damian? Damian lives here? Is he the mystery summoner? "Might I ask why he seems to be an issue, Ise?" she asked. The male groaned.
"That male has been getting complaints day in and day out about his rowdiness and excessive noise. When we addressed him about it, he stated that he was merely reviewing his matches and got invested in the more intense moments, to which he could restrain his verbal excitement." He explained. "Honestly I have no clue as to why or how he was approved for residency here. He is rather vulgar in his antics."
"Ise," Karma said coldly, showing a darker tone than she normally does. The male froze as he felt the harsh glare of the Duchess upon him. "It matters not why or how an Ionian summoner was able to reside within their home, but that they can reside there. I am disappointed that you, of all people, would talk down to your fellow countryman, regardless of whatever issues you may have with them. He has earned his home and his rank. I personally know the young summoner, as we have been linked in matches continuously for years, so I take offense to your insults." She scolded.
Ise widened his eyes as he heard her speak, before bowing low. "I apologize for my rudeness, Lady Karma. I had no knowledge of your association with the man. Please forgive me."
Karma merely smiled. "So long as you know that such rudeness is wrong, I forgive you. Please direct me to his apartment so I may visit him and present his gift."
"Yes, your grace," Ise concluded before standing from his seat and gesturing for her to follow him to the elevators. The two of them entered the elevator and went upward to the thirteenth floor. The moment the elevator doors opened up, Karma could hear the familiar voice of Damian, along with two other people, chanting loudly. She giggled as she recalled this being a norm for him whenever they were in matches. Both Karma and Ise walked down the hall to the first door, the label "1T" on a panel beside it. Ise knocked hard on the door, and within seconds, the door frame opened. Karma smiled warmly as the familiar spiked white hair of the darkly skinned summoner popped out the door.
"Yes?" Damian called, looking to Ise like a foreign object. "Ise, what it do, fam?"
"Sir, you have a visitor that requested to be guided to your unit. And please stop calling me 'fam'." Ise said with a tired tone. The male turned to Karma, before widening into saucers.
"KARMAMA!" he said cheerily. Nearly jumping from the doorway before her.
"Good evening, Damian. Merry Snowdown." Karma replied, both relieved and excited that her mystery summoner was indeed the one she knew of the most.
"Merry Snowdown! What brings you to la casa one time?" Karma laughed heartily at the name.
"Is that what you call your home, Damian? The one-time?" she joked. "Spirits I thought that was a joke for your club in matches."
"It is, and it is my battle cry, my life motto and my username to select gaming accounts. I have to let them know that we can't stop, don't stop and won't stop. You of all people should know this, especially since our last match was such a stomp." He smiled. Karma cringed as the memories of her recent match resurfaced to thought.
"How I let you talk me into building full attack damage, as a jungle role no less, is baffling. I spoil you too much." Karma replied.
"But it worked, and we won. Am I wrong?" Karma shook her head with a smile.
"Spirits help me, he's gone from logic." She said. "And what is this I hear about you causing trouble for your fellow neighbors?"
Damian looked at the Duchess with raised eyebrows. "What do you mean? I haven't gotten anyone here to complain. In fact, most people don't say anything to me."
"Well, Ise here has informed me of your numerous complaints about rowdy behavior and loudness throughout the days. Am I misinformed?" Karma scolded. Damian looked to the male with daggers in his eyes.
"ISE YOU RATTED ME OUT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Damian shouted.
"Damian!" Karma shouted. "Language! I will not have such vulgar speaking before me. It is below you and me."
"Oh! I'm sorry Karma. But why you tell on me, Ise? I thought we were here with ours!" Damian protested, raising his hands to his face and waving it back and forth. Ise raised an eyebrow at him.
"For your information, I have not 'ratted you out'. I merely informed lady Karma of your behavior when she requested clarification to your apartment. She wanted to know who stayed at 1T in Cherry Blossom, and I told her." He stated matter of factly.
"You couldn't have left the noise statements out giving directions?" Damian deadpanned.
"To whatever regard, Damian. Please refrain from roughhousing and causing disturbances to your neighbors. I am sure those next door do not wish to hear of your zealous activities throughout the night."
"What you mean? Half of them come in to join me!" Damian retorted. "Hells, I got the whole damn floor in here now for Snowdown Showdowns!"
Both ISe and Karma raised a brow to the notion. "you have the whole floor?" Ise deadpanned.
"Yes! Even my buds Cameron and Jain in here! We putting up bets for the matches that are going down. In fact, ya'll should join us!"
"Ey' D! what's the hold up, bro?!" a male called from within the home. Damian smiled before grabbing the Duchess by the hand and Ise by the shoulder.
"Come on, you two. What you got that's better than some fun times with some good people?" he offered. Ise slowly peeled the white-haired summoner's hand off his shoulder and stepped back.
"As much as I would…relish…entertaining your event, I am head steward for the complex for a reason. As such I will decline the offer." Ise stated. Both Karma and Damian heard the condescending tone that oozed from him but chose to ignore it.
"C'mon, Karmama. Are you gonna be at the villa tonight when there is quite literally twenty plus people that would be honored to have you as a guest? Just for tonight." Damian pouted. Karma looked at him with uncertainty, knowing that she was only to drop off the gift and leave, but conflicted about going back to solitude within her home. Not to mention it was getting later in the night and before she left her house, the snow began falling harder. No doubt by now it would be a blizzard outside by now, and regardless of how short the walk from the apartment was to her home, it wouldn't be safe to go alone.
"Well…I suppose I can stay for a little while. Just to see what is so entertaining that has your neighbors here." She conceded. Damian's expression brightened so fast, Karma was almost scared that she agreed to a trap. It would not be the first time his childlike demeanor got her to spoil his fantasies.
"YEET! EY YA'LL! I GOT A SPECIAL GUEST TONIGHT!" he shouted into the apartment before pulling Karma along within. She looked at the steward with a weak smile, one that clearly stated 'I regret everything' to which he responded with one that said 'if you need me, call'. The door closed quickly behind them before Damian guided the Duchess through the entry hall. As they were about to turn the corner, Karma could hear small chatter within the living space.
"Hey, guys! You'll never guess who decided to grace us this Snowdown eve!" Damian announced.
"Damian I swear if it's another one of your friends from the Bilgewater section that can eat a bottle of ale again, I am taking away your summoner orb." One male deadpanned, making the room erupt in laughter. Even Karma couldn't hold back a giggle.
"Look, bitch! He was wasted that night and wanted to show you a trick!" Damian retorted.
"I got ya trick right here…" another male trailed, making the room erupt in laughter once more. This time Damian himself joined in.
"But in all seriousness, you'll be shocked," Damian concluded, before gesturing for Karma to walk into the light of the living room. As she looked within the room, she could very well count twenty or more people sitting and standing before his massive television. As all eyes fell on her, she could very well feel the awe and shock at the spotlight, one of the males dropping his bottle of tea onto the table, following a good majority of the room's jaws.
"Merry Snowdown everyone." Karma announced before bowing lightly. Everyone gathered themselves quickly before standing up and bowing deeply in sync. Some of the guys took a knee and lowered their heads.
"Good evening, Lady Karma. Merry Snowdown to you." They all said with synchronization of servants. Karma giggled at the sudden shift of demeanor for the people.
"Please, be at ease. I am merely a guest at the summoner Damian's abode, as all of you are. Please pay me no mind."
"She came to join us in the fuck shit celebration! Where were we in the last video?" Damian announced.
"Damian, I told you about that vulgar language-oh what's the point…you're going to do it anyway." Karma surrendered. " Just try not to devolve all your language into such nasty language. You have a lot of potential as an individual."
"I mean, that's what I call our matches and my playstyle. I'll do anything with anyone."Damian replied.
"Careful, D. sounds like you're saying you a ho." The male closest to the television on the couch stated. "Kinda fit the bill, with all the side-"
"YO! PERSONAL INFORMATION!" Damian interjected. "And I'd rather get around than be alone, Cameron." At that the room was filled with 'oohs' and one in the back shouted 'someone get Anivia for the burn.'
"My statement goes for everyone in the room. You all are excellent at what you do, and never let anyone put you down for what you have or don't have." Karma spoke up. "Now then, what exactly was you all doing anyway?"
"We were watching some highlights from our matches and laughing at the fails."
"And we were on one of my matches, where I summoned you," Damian added. "In fact, if you look at the build, I think you will recall that match clearly."
To this Karma peered at the large screen and went flush of color as she saw her item set. Her items consisted of Skirmisher's Sabre with Warrior enchantment, Statikk Shiv, Infinity Edge, Iceborn Gauntlet, Mercury Treads and Spirit Visage "…Did you really have to pull up this one?" Karma audibly cringed.
"Karma, we caught ankles and lives that game, damn right I'm gonna show the world!" Damian said proudly. "I even got the triple as a highlight. Look!"
On screen, Karma saw her within the jungle running as fast as she could with her shield constantly activating, with four members of the enemy team following her desperately. The enemy Kha'zix jumped over the wall to cut her off, but when her excess armor and shields negated a majority of his damage, he immediately attempted to retreat to his team. Karma sent out a chain that linked to his torso, before empowering her Inner Flare and blasting him point blank range with the ability, chinking his health for well over 300 of his 1300. She threw out smaller blasts that served as her auto attacks in rapid succession, and as his team came within view, he was already lifeless on the ground. The enemy Lux threw out her spells to deal some burst damage, but Karma simply flashed to the side and went directly onto the Corki. He had not expected her raw auto attacks to critically strike all four times, and before he could get half his burst out, he was at less than four hundred life. Lux attempted to shield him from damage, but his last auto was empowered with a Sheen enhancement and Shiv lightning, rendering her shield useless. Another auto attack and he was down.
"BLUE TEAM DOUBLE KILL!" the announcer called. The room erupted in cheers as they watched the Duchess take down the two carries of the enemy team without breaking half health. Lux regained her abilities from cooldown and threw out her prism snare, locking Karma in place before launching her light grenade. Karma, using her auto attacks and her abilities brought her ultimate back to her and empowered her chain to heal her of the burst of damage. Lux, not being able to contest such raw regeneration with her abilities down, turned to flee, but was caught by the slowing effects of another sheen empowered auto attack, and forced to stay by the lock of Karma's chain. Karma ran around Lux to cut off her escape, before launching a barrage of auto attacks and landing one more Inner flare. The Ornn from the enemy team summoned his ram avatar and launched it to the Duchess, but to the shock of the entire room, Karma threw out a ignite spell that stuck to the low health light mage. Within a few seconds, another icon appeared grayed out on screen.
"BLUE TEAM TRIPLE KILL!" the announcer called. Most of the people in the room were up on their feet, shouting in denial and amazement.
"There is no way you survive Ornn. You have no health and no flash!" one female called.
"Hold my beer." Damian retorted. As he said that, Karma on screen empowered her shield and ran almost twice as fast around Ornn, absorbing most of his damage before making her way to the blast cone nearby. She positioned herself directly on top of the plant, and Ornn ran to her to meet her escape, flashing to try and pass her so when the blast cone erupted, he would cut her off. Karma shot the cone, but instead of flying in another direction, she flew directly upward, and Ornn blasted away from her in the other direction. Karma began running to her freedom, eventually escaping the forge god under her bot lane tower.
The room literally erupted in applause and hype, Damian taking a bow while Karma planted her face in her hand in embarrassment. "I cannot believe you put me through that ludicrous game…" Karma groaned.
"But we won, didn't we?"
"Alright, D. Lets get to the next match," Cameron stated, before standing from his seat in the corner of the L-shaped sofa. "Lady Karma, if you wish, here is a seat for you to watch. Would you like a refreshment?"
Karma bowed in gratitude and moved to the spot the male reserved for her. She passed by him and observed his appearance, noticing the peculiar scar on the right side of his face. His hair was short and black, and mostly unkempt. He was at a modest height, meeting her at eye level. His skin tone matched hers and justifying the armband that served as his summoner rank. From what she could see, he was a high gold rank.
"Thank you for your kindness…Cameron, was it?" she said, earning a nod in return. "What do you have for beverages?"
"Well, I got fruit juice and water-"Damian stated.
"We bought the DRANK!" another male called, interrupting the male. He placed down a large bottle of sake before another pack of ale dropped beside it. "It's a Snowdown party, and ain't no reason not to get shitfaced!" to that the room cheered, before everyone raised their bottles and glasses.
"I…will take the fruit juice, Damian." Karma requested, to which the male moved into the other room before momentarily returning with a tall glass of red liquid in a cup. Karma took the glass and nodded in gratitude, taking a leisure sip. She could taste the sweet mixture of fruit as it cascaded in her mouth, humming in approval before resting the glass on the table before her.
"Come on, Lady Karma. I know you can have ONE drink." A female called. "It's a party!"
"I'd rather not. I haven't acquired an actual taste for alcohol, so it just tastes wrong to me." Karma explained.
"It's just one drink, miss Karma. I promise it won't go beyond that. In fact, you don't even have to finish it if it doesn't taste good to you." Another male requested. "If it's flavor you're looking for, I know just the one to give you."
"I really mustn't…I-" she was interrupted as the male placed a single black and red can labeled 'Jake's hard ale' next to her beverage, pulling the pin to open the spout. She looked to the can and to her drink, conflicted. If she neglected her company's offer, it may ruin the fun moment that Damian set for so long. On the other hand, she hadn't really had alcohol in a long time. To be frank, she never actually had alcohol. Even the sake that was drunk during Ionian festivities was often diluted immensely to avoid the senses being dulled. Here sat what she could assume from the label on the can a fruit flavored hard beverage possibly ten times stronger than she had ever had, and ever will. In her reasonable mind, she plainly stated to ignore the beverage and enjoy the evening however it presents itself, whereas another part of her thought that one drink wouldn't hurt her.
To her surprise, that side won the argument.
"Well…I suppose a sip to try wouldn't hurt." Karma conceded, earning a small cheer from the surrounding people. She raised the can up and inspected the spout intensely. She took a single whiff of the rim and was overwhelmed by the thick aroma that came from within, having to pull the can away to catch oxygen. She looked at the group to see them observing her, some having hopeful looks on their faces. She sighed before bringing the rim back to her face and tilting it to pour some of its contents to her lips, the flavor immediately rushing to her tongue.
Her eyes widened as she found the fruit tasting drink pleasant, the mild hit of alcohol being diluted to the rush of fruits and the fizzy liquid. It was as if she was drinking a soda instead of alcohol, and that soothed her worry almost immediately. She could feel the beverage slightly burn as it went down her throat, but it wasn't as awful as she expected.
Moving the beverage from her lips, she looked at the can's label for a brief moment, letting the silence of anticipation swell within the room before nodding with a small smirk and pulling the can back to her lips, taking another leisure sip. As she did, the room exploded in a cheer, everyone happy to have given their home countries beloved duchess something to enjoy.
"Lady Karma, you don't have to drink it all if you choose not to," Damian spoke up. "And if it actually tastes bad, you don't have to fake it for our sake."
"Actually Damian, this is quite good. Not at all what I thought it would be." Karma said, placing the can down next to her fruit drink again. "Is all alcohol like this?"
"Nope, most of the Noxian and Bilgewater stuff is A LOT stronger. Its mainly Ionian and Demacian drinks that put more flavor than alcohol." Cameron explained, before raising his own bottle. "This is a cannon blast, one of the common civilian ales from Bilgewater, and it has nearly twice the alcohol level of that one."
"Well thank you for giving me a drink more pleasant to my tastes. Now, I believe we were to watch some matches?" Karma suggested. Damian nodded before raising his summoner orb and scrolling through a few active games, finding one with a good batch of familiar faces to the room.
"Here goes one. It's Irelia, Kassadin, Caitlyn, Braum and Warwick versus Fiora, Leblanc, Vayne, Nami, and Zac. They just started too." Damian stated, putting the game on his television and letting the room see the two teams head into lane. As minions spawned in, the room became a cacophony of chatter, some of which being bets on who wins lane or who does something advantageous. Karma watched on as she saw her friend and apprentice battle the Grand Duelist in top lane, the two exchanging attacks every so often. She instinctively raised her drink to her lips, tasting the fruit flavor as it rushed through her. The alcohol that mingled within was ignored as she saw Fiora take a nasty trade from Irelia, a small bit of pride welling in her.
"Ooooh, Irelia got some good damage on Fiora that time, Damian. You think she gonna beat that?" Jain called.
"Damn right! Fiora just needs a Sheen and she can out trade with her lunge." Damian retorted. To everyone's surprise, Karma spoke up with a scoff.
"The Grand Duelist is skilled, no doubt. But Irelia is commendable in battle as well, if not better than miss Laurent." She said. The room looked at her with wide eyes, a rare display of boasting pride from the Duchess taking everyone off guard.
"See, I know what you're getting at Karmama, but Fiora will win if she parries the stun and hits her empowered swings."
"And Irelia will win when her own stun makes contact with Fiora unprotected." Karma returned, looking to Damian with a smirk. Damian returned the gesture.
"My Karmama knows how to make bets like I do, I'm so proud…!" Damian feigned tears. "As much as I respect you, Imma just say that's not happening."
"Well then. I am hearing wagers from everyone else within the room in regards to the match at hand. Why not indulge in the gambling, Damian?" Karma suggested. The room once again dropped their jaws.
"The Duchess of Ionia is making a bet with the most fuck shit male I know…" Cameron spoke. "I was not prepared for tonight."
"What did you have in mind?" Damian returned, raising his foot to step on the coffee table and resting his elbow on it. The Duchess and the summoner shared a deep glare. "We don't lose, by the way."
"If Irelia defeats Fiora in lane, and wins the match for her team, you must go to her tomorrow and present yourself for training."
"And if Fifi beats Irelia, you and I shall have dinner tomorrow." Damian offered.
"Wait, did you just ask Lady Karma on a date?!" Cameron exclaimed.
"It ain't a date if she's paying for it," Damian added slyly, not taking his eyes from Karma. Karma smirked as she suddenly felt thrilled beyond normal understanding at the wager.
"I can agree to that." Karma returned, raising her hand to shake. Damian nodded before raising his glass of alcohol to her, gesturing for her to do the same. Karma mimicked his action curiously, before following his motion of drinking the beverage down.
"We play this bet the real way." Damian announced before picking up a six-pack of beer and placing it before them. "Each time Irelia dies, you take a drink. Every time Fiora dies, I take one. Take two if the opposite was involved in the fight, three if they were killed by one another."
Karma looked at him skeptically but took another can from the set nonetheless. Damian opened his and placed it on the table, sitting beside the Duchess. Karma slid over to allow him more room before everyone turned their wary gazes from the owner of the home and his special guest to the match that just started.
Minutes passed and, eventually, the fight for the true first blood of the night between Irelia and Fiora commenced. The fight was well heated, with both dodging and blocking strikes the other made. Karma felt the exhilaration of the fight well within her like a fire burning fast, each strike sparking excitement into her body. The two fighters exchanged strikes until Fiora took a nasty hit and was forced to step away.
Karma looked over to the summoner with a wry smile, seeing her associate come close to victory in that short engage. "Seems like this battle is decided, Damian." Karma mused. He merely looked at her with his own grin.
"Don't count out the clutch factor yet, Karma." He returned. Karma looked back to the screen to see Irelia diving in to fight Fiora under her turret. Karma widened her eyes at the bold move and nearly jumped out her seat as she saw the final turret blast close in to finish her. Fiora dashed away from the captain quickly, watching with expectation that the tower would finish her, only to see her activate the stopwatch she held. She quickly repositioned herself to the vital point, before setting up to strike Irelia's exposed vital. Breaking from the stasis, Irelia went to stun the duelist but was surprised when her parry blocked the ability, the returning wave disorienting her and striking the vital. She looked up to the duelist to see a triumphant grin on her face, before looking at the tower and seeing the blast shot at her. Irelia was struck with a force that put her on the floor, her essence releasing from her body.
"First Blood!" the announcer called. The room jumped up in both cheer and groans. To everyone's surprise, Karma jumped up herself with an exclaim. Damian smirked as he saw his normally calm and collected leader and champion react so rashly at another match. This is gonna be good.
The night progressed with many matches watched and numerous bets won or lost. The gamble between Karma and Damian resulted in Damian winning, as Fiora's lead gave her an outlet to not only stomp Irelia in lane but carry her team into the enemy base and secure a victory. Damian took three shots in total in regards to kills and assists between the two fighters, whereas Karma had drunk a can and a half of alcohol. By the end of the match, she was heavily intoxicated due to her inexperience with hard beverages.
The party watched a few more matches, continuously betting on victors and mingling about the year and other small talk. Around midnight, people began to file out the summoner's home. As the last person left, Damian waved them away and turned back to his apartment to check on his special guest, who surprisingly grew a flavor for the beer she was given and asked for more after her first. By the time everyone left, she was a slurring mess in her spot with a half-empty can counting to her fourth.
"Did you have fun tonight, Karmama?" Damian asked, taking the half-empty can from her hands before she potentially spilt its contents on herself and his couch. She giggled stupidly in her seat before whining loudly.
"Why did you t-take my drink away…? I wasn't-I wasn't finished," she slurred out, leaning forward to grab the can. Damian merely pushed her hand away before chuckling.
"You're actually a lightweight to alcohol aren't you? I told you, you didn't have to drink any of it if you didn't want to."
"But then I would have ruined your-your party! It was sooooooooo much fun! That last match was like 'boom'! and Jinx was all 'dakakakaka'!" she giggled, slumping over to the couch on her side.
"Hey Damian, I'm about to head out now. Jain is gonna be my ride tonight bro." Cameron called, walking with the other male to the doorway.
"Hold up guys. I need an assist with Karma here." Damian called, waving his hand for them to come closer. As they saw the loopy mess of the Duchess, they shared a chuckle. "I blame you, Jain."
"What the hell did I do?!" Jain protested, looking to the summoner like he insulted him.
"You the one wanna tell her to take a drink. She's a lightweight!"
"I ain't tell her to do nothing! That was Xen that offered her the drink! And you the one wanna bet with her on drinking, D!"
"Bruh, we don't lose. Step up and get smacked down. The motto means we accept all challenges and stomp them in the head." He retorted.
"Hey…hey now. I had fun, and I thoroughly enjoyed the drinks." Karma intervened. "No reason-reason to fight."
"We're not fighting, lady Karma. We just talk shit to each other regularly. If we don't blame each other, we blame our friends. It's how we roll." Jain explained. "Other than that, are you feeling alright?"
Karma giggled, pointing at the male. "You said roll…you're not rolling, silly!" she joked. Damian, Jain, and Cameron looked at her with blank expressions before looking at each other.
"Yep, she's tweaked. No way she's getting home solo." Cameron stated.
"Yup, and I don't have enough mana to get her, Cam and me home. I can only teleport twice." Jain explained.
"Wait, then why can't you take her, Cam? You have a charge to teleport right?" Damian asked.
"Bro, my charges are limited per month. You know that if I could, I would no doubt get her home. But I barely have enough to get myself home. That's why I asked Jain to help me out." he explained.
"Why can't she just bunk it here tonight?" Jain asked.
"Because I might have to go out tonight and I don't know if I can leave her alone like this." He returned.
"It's alright…I-I can take care of your doggie!" Karma answered, her tone cheery. It was at this point that both Cameron and Jain looked to Damian with deadpanned expressions.
"She can take care of your dog, bro," Jain said blankly. "You don't have a dog."
"How do you know I don't have a dog?"
"D, seriously. If you're worried about it that much, I can stay here and watch over her if you go out." Cameron offered.
"And let you burn up my kitchen like last time? Hell to the no. The only way I'm gonna let you watch my place is if Jain sticks it with you," Damian snapped back.
"I mean, it shouldn't be a problem, right? We just have to squat the couch while she gets your bed." Jain offered. Damian nodded.
"Are you gonna stay with them?"
"I ain't got nothing important to deal with these next few days. I can stay a night to keep her company and him out of trouble." Jain explained. "Besides, I'm likely not going to sleep tonight anyway. Might as well do something productive."
"Well, that settles it!" Karma announced. "I will bake the cookies! You six can write the invitations!" The three males looked at each other in confusion.
"Karma, what in the hell are you talking about?" Damian asked.
"Bro, she's tweaked. I figured her a lightweight when she finished the first can, but I didn't think it was this bad." Cameron stated.
"Tweaking! What game is that?!" Karma asked in fascination. There was a silent pause between the three before Damian placed his palm to his face.
"…Jain, my pillows are in the closet next to the bathroom. Get her one and a sheet so she can fall asleep sooner. I'm gonna go get a drink…" Damian sighed. Jain walked through the apartment to the closet in question and opened it, pulling out a fresh pillow and a blanket. Returning to the room, he sat the bedding on the couch before moving back over to the intoxicated mage.
"That reminds me, why was Karma here to begin with?" Cameron asked. Damian turned around and picked up a basket from near the television.
"She was giving me this. Can't remember why though, only that it's from the Institute." He answered. He ripped open the plastic of the package and pulled out the golden card from within. "To summoner 'Fenrir X Roxas' we are proud to present your reward for the exceptional skill and determination you have exhibited during the season this year. We hope to see you succeed once again in the future and wish you a merry Snowdown and happy Lunar Revel."
Jain had pulled out a small rune that sat within the basket and inspected it, before putting some mana to it and letting it glow. The image of the Outlaw marksman, Graves, was displayed in a transparent light. He was adorned in gold armor and had a lion head shoulder pad.
"Oh shit, I think this is your season skin. Didn't know they gave it out this way…" he stated. "Victorious Grave, huh. Need to come out with a Victorious Anivia skin."
"Sheeeit. They need to give me a free skin for getting gold too." Cameron complained. "How come you get your favorite champ to deliver a gift to you?"
"Don't know, don't care. All I know is that I got a new skin and got turnt up with Karma tonight. We lit." Damian said plainly. "Now I'm gonna go take a shower real fast and get out of my clothes. Can you two help me out and get the cans and glasses into the kitchen?"
"Sure… won't be a problem. I can pay your rent and utilities too!" Cameron said sarcastically, to which Jain smacked the back of his head.
"I mean if you're offering…" Damian trailed off as he exited the room. With Damian out the room, Jain and Cameron began cleaning up.
"Seriously though, why does Damian have to be the lucky one? I'd love for Camille or even Vayne to give me a gift." Cameron protested.
"Maybe they did and you weren't home to get it. Who knows? All that matters is that we help lady Karma while she's like this and assist our friend." Jain replied.
"Or maybe Miss Fortune could give me a nice 'gift'," Cameron added with a lecherous tone, bouncing his eyebrows suggestively. "A nice set of plump, round…'fruit' to rest my head between."
"Get your mind out the gutter, Cameron. Miss Fortune isn't gonna let you motorboat her chest no matter how much you dream of it." Jain said blankly. Cameron whined.
"Well, I feel like I deserve something for the troubles I went through this year."
"Like what? One of the hot female champs to sleep with you? Keep dreaming man."
"Not so much all that. I like the bod but I'm not some rapist lech. I know my boundaries, thank you very much." Cameron retorted, sitting down beside Karma. She sat up from her seat and looked at him with an unreadable expression. "But something, you know? Even if it was a simple kiss or just an evening to treat them to dinner, I'd be happy. If things led to another, I won't complain, but I'm a guy who wants to please the ladies."
"Like I said, keep dreaming. The sooner the institute sends a champ to kiss you, the sooner the world decides to actually work with each other." Jain stated, looking at him and Karma. He raised an eyebrow to the duchess as she stared at Cameron. "…You okay, lady Karma?"
Cameron looked at her to see Karma staring at him directly. He inched himself away from her in discomfort. "Is that…what you want as a reward?" Karma asked.
"I'm sorry?"
"A kiss. To say congratulations…for the year. Is that what you want?" she asked more specifically. He looked at Jain with curiosity, silently praying she was implying what it sounded like.
"Uhhhhh….sure?" he stated. Without any hesitation, Karma leaned forward in one motion and placed her lips on his, inhaling deeply as they met. Both Jain and Cameron's eyes went wide as saucers at the sudden action. Cameron could plainly smell the alcohol that stained her breath, and the sweet aroma of the drink, along with her own alluring scent, drew him in to continue, his eyes slowly closing to relish the sensation.