Hello everyone and thanks for all the follows and favourites. Feel free to leave a review and any constructive criticism is always welcome. Please if you have any ideas or cameos that you would like to see or champions that you would like to see written on I am all for it. Cass is one of my favourite champions for ARAM and I love the idea of head strong women being flung for a loop. Please R&R.

-wwhisperr (NA)

As the odd trio entered the dining hall and approached the buffet tables, which divided the hall between Summoners and Champions, Mark followed the two sisters and quickly picked himself up a plate of Ionian curry. It was not an unusual sight for a Summoner to join a Champion for meals, but it was just not usually the two he was following.

Katarina eyed the hall and spotted an open corner booth. She waved for them to follow her, Katarina taking the middle of the single row booth and the others flanking her on the sides. Cassiopeia wrapped her tail under the table as much as possible to make sure she would not be stepped on by anyone that might pass by. Getting one's tail stepped on was about as pleasant as getting kicked in the shins.

Katarina was surprised to see that Cass had not started eating but was looking at her invited guest. The assassin also turned her attention to the Summoner as he drew his hood back revealing a head of 2 inch naturally wavy brown hair, a good strong looking jaw line and a pair of… "Wait a sssecond," Cass quickly gesturing and addressing her lunch date, "your eyes are blue?!" she asked a surprised and questioning tone because a moment ago in the Summoning Chamber they were green.

Mark raised his eye brows in surprise, looked at both of the sisters, and let out a small sigh, he thought to himself for a second and then casually responded. "Yes Cass, I have a few natural gifts and one makes my eyes change colours when I am using it." Hoping the answer would satisfy the serpent but to no avail.

"Interesting," Katarina thought quickly to try and lighten the mood, also adjusting her body for effect, "you don't have the ability to see through clothes to do." She wickedly smile at him, making Mark a bit uncomfortable, "because if you do this might be one of your last looks." Biting her lips in a smile she finished, "but at least it was a good one." Slowing moving her hand to a dagger located on her right shoulder.

Mark quickly let his magic die down and his eyes faded back into the deep green that almost matched Katarina's. "No my lady, it is just my True Sight." Mark reassured her. "I felt a large amount of power radiating off you as we sat down so I wanted to know if you were ok." He was now fumbling with his utensils to hopefully start eating at some point but never losing eye contact with the red head. "I should have guessed you would always be charging displacement magic even when not on the rift." giving her a small nod.

Katarina was not one for flattery but this Summoner was starting to become interesting so she let it slide. "True Sight… what is that exactly?" Laughing a little on the inside knowing that she had just ruined any hope of the Summoner eating his meal in a timely manner. Picking up her spoon and starting on the soup she had picked up, glancing over at Cass who also had begun to take small bites of her salad while listening intently.

Mark was so close to putting his first savoury morsel in his mouth but could not bring himself to delay his answer, "It is mainly the ability to see the magical plane." Setting down his fork with his long awaiting meal left on it, now changing his focus from Katarina to Cassiopeia. "But also the ability to see past physically incarnations of magic as well." Finishing and quickly placing a bit of his meal in his mouth before either of the sisters could swallow what they had and could ask another question.

Cassiopeia's eye went wide open at Summoner's words, she had read about people like this after her transformation and did know a thing or two about the topic. She knew that the ability was extremely rare, that it could cause the wielder to go blind if looking at certain targets, and that normally those with the gift were not fully human. Her sister on the other hand, only knew an interrogator in the Noxus High Command that had such an ability. He was known for finding exactly what could make any mage talk.

Cass tapped the table with a heavy fingernail, "Mark" Gaining his attention from his food before continuing, "Are there any other little tricks I need to know about before I take my eyes off of you." still hinting that he might actually be able to see through objects. "I don't want to be too distracting for you." Ending in a smirk.

Marks face was a little pink in the cheeks now but he decided to play along a bit. "Well, if you sister will let me, I will show you." Looking now in Katarina's direction and extending his hand.

She moved her gaze from the soup to the Summoner, "Well, I guess, but you already know what will happen if you try anything." She took hold of his hand and waited for the young man.

He closed his eyes. His hair slowly changed from brown to blond and when he opened his eyes they were once again gold. Then with a small chuckle he asked, "You normally could shumpoo to anywhere you could see right?" Katarina nodded. "Well, go ahead."

She looked at him with squinted eyes, who was this Summoner, thinking that he could outsmart a Noxian Elite, "Wait a minute… what the… how are you doing that?" She looked with a very concerned face at the Summoner, one that did not often grace the Sinister Blade. Not understanding what was happening she quickly removed her hand and shumpoo'd to the other side of Mark on the edge on the booth and drawing a small dagger concealed between them and behind his back.

"Little jumpy are we?" Mark slightly concerned and but trying to keep his cool, it was not the first time he was at the edge of a knife. "You really should calm down."

Cassiopeia looked with concern at her possibly soon to be impaled lunch date and then angrily at her sister, "Sssister, ssstop that before you do sssomething foolish, like impale my Sssummoner." Now lowering her brow in a very displeased manner.

Katarina smiled at her sister, dagger still at the Summoner's back, "Hmmm," She turned to the Summoner panted a small peck on his cheek, making him instantly turn red, and then letting go and shumpoo'ing back to her seat between the other two. Looking at her sister now with spoon in hand. "Protective today sister?"

Cassiopeia realized she was actually scowling at her sister after the small kiss. Her body language and tone told a story very uncommon of Cass in the past few years. Jealousy.

She slightly hissed at her sister, "I have a lunch with someone other than you for the first time in years." Almost bending her fork at the force behind her rage but simmered down before she continued, "and you try to kabob him before we can even finish our meal." Trying to relax herself because she knew her sister would try to push it.

Katarina responded in a nonchalant tone "You knew I would not do such a thing." Looking back to her soup, playing the whole thing off as if it were normal. It really was, if you did not get a feel of steel somewhere around your body you probably never meet the real Katarina. "Besides I am not the one that is getting all flustered around a Summoner from Bandle City of all places." She finished with a bit of distain at the end of her words. She never did like the idea of a few over grown squirrels being seen as her equal in city-state status.

Suddenly Katarina's soup seemed to have an actual squirrel come out of it and reached up at her. She dropped her spoon in the broth and quickly drew a dagger but then it disappeared in a small poof of smoke she could hear the Summoner start to laugh; trying to hold it under his breath. She looked and pointed the dagger at him. He held his hands in the air as if being caught.

"I also can perform illusion magic, both fake and very real." Mark stated in between his lingering laughs. "but that is all, my lady." Bringing his hands down he cupped it, as he chanted a few small words, the spoon Katarina had dropped was in his hand was dry. He handed the utensil back to its owner and she grabbed it slowly making sure that it was not about to become a snake or anything.

"Well," taking the spoon and pushing some of her hair back behind her ear. "now that we are acquainted." Looking at her sister, "Where did you find this one again Cassie?" knowing full well that she hated for her to use her childhood name outside of the home.

A small blush came across the Serpents pale face but she remained stoic as ever. "Just randomly showed up, Kitty." Ignoring the question and poking just as much at Katarina's ego when it came to the use of pet names.

After exchanging a few death glares they shared a small laugh between each other and the trio enjoyed the rest of lunch. Mark was still in awe of the deadly refinement in both beauty and ferocity each sister held individually. Katarina had already started thinking about her next match for the day. Cassiopeia however was in wonder, not many things interested the Siren after her transformation but maybe, just maybe she could find something more than just a life of solitude. But first she would have to find an emotion she was never taught to have outside of her family. Trust.