What's going on everybody, if you're reading this, you've continued to find out whats going on in this crazy story. Yes, all my ideas are being used and are going to plan. This chapter will encompass planning and strategy as I finally prepare to write official matches I honestly need to make a list to keep track of all of the champions and what team they're all on because this is going to get ridiculous. Plus, I wrote this chapter first. Enjoy guys.

Chapter 7-Final preparations

Sejuani was standing in front of me as I was watching from a few feet in our locker room, she was speaking with Riven about something. They weren't wearing their armor. We were on break and Roland had gathered us in the room to discuss lane roles, but there seemed to be something wrong.

"I'm taking the jungle Riven," I heard Sejuani say to her.

"What makes you think you can handle it," she replied back.

"I've hunted countless creatures in the Freljord, dealing with monsters won't be a problem."

"Oh really, I hope you handle monsters better than you do with enemy champions then.

Time began to fast forward as the two of them began to fight in the locker room. Punching each other in the face, throwing the other towards the locker.

They ducked and weaved as the force from their punches and throws dented the lockers. The whole team was present. They had to get out of the way as the two girls brawled throughout the room. Stunned by what I saw,I tried to get Sejuani to stop only for her to knock me to the ground.

My eyes opened quickly and I awoke. I was in my room, the lights were off and I got up groggily.

That dream again. No, not a dream. That actually happened two days ago. I sighed at the ridiculousness of that situation.

"Guess I'll get ready for today," I said to myself.

I cleaned myself up and got ready to head for the champion's quarters. Roland had decided that we should have a meeting there rather than the locker room. He said it was a strategy meeting, but we should have done this sooner. It couldn't be helped though, we've been having practice matches nonstop, and we only now have a break as the league begins final preparations for the start of the season tomorrow.

Putting on the familiar cloak, I looked at the mirror situated in the bathroom. I need a haircut, I'm not really the type to cut it. I just let it grow out but I like the hairstyle I've made. It never grows to the length of reaching my neck. Jet black and the front of my hair had grown to the point that I had a bang hanging from my forehead. It was long enough to cover parts of my forehead and face.

Thank goodness I can see though because my hair was seriously messy. Taking a comb behind the mirror, I combed it so that it would stay out of the way. Honestly, my hair was longer at the side and back than the front and combing this down was a pain but I managed to arrange it in the usual curtained hairstyle I always go with.

Exiting the bathroom, I headed for the door out and made my way towards the Champion's Hall.

We were supposed to meet at the cabin by noon, so I needed to head over there.

I had almost reached the hall when I heard my name being called out by a female announcer.

"Summoner Reflet, you have a package waiting at the carrier's office.

"Summoner Reflet, you have a package waiting at the carrier's office," it repeated.

Bad timing, the carrier's office is in the opposite direction from where I'm heading.

I'll just pick up the package later. I'm sure they won't mind as I continued on.

It was about five minutes before the announcer came on again.

"Summoner Reflet, pick up the package, this is your last warning or the package will be thrown out."

I stopped in my tracks, did she seriously say that.

For crying out loud. Fine, I'll come pick it up.

Now heading in the opposite direction, the carrier's office was actually located near the summoner's quarters. Too bad they didn't call me while I was still in my room!

Walking relatively quickly, there was an intersection, middle path went to the carrier's office while the left one went towards the quarters. It isn't too far of a walk afterwards.

As I entered, I was greeted with a beautiful lobby. there was a long desk with a few female attendants sitting behind it. Behind her was a huge wall of square holes in the wall. Each one filled with mail.

Thankfully, there weren't many people today, most likely taking the most out of their break.

I walked towards the attendant, she was dressed in a dark blue secretary outfit and her black hair was tied in a bun. Her outfit was decorated with gold buttons.

"Summoner Reflet, you have a package for me."

"Ah yes, wait just a moment" she said.

Walking away from the reception desk, she disappeared behind a door.

It took a few minutes before she returned, but she came back, she was carrying a package that was huge. It was obviously blocking her view, but she walked back to her spot without hesitation.

"Here you go, next time, pick it up immediately."

"Why's that?"

"Big packages like this take up too much space. We are constantly moving mail and we find it difficult to send something like this when summoners are constantly out of their room. We don't want anyone taking it if we were to leave it at your door. Be grateful we don't do that."

"Thanks," I said to her before leaving the room.

"Mr. Levi!" I heard my name being called out by the attendant.

I turned my head to see what she wanted.

"What is it?"

"Good luck with dealing with yout partner."

"How do you know about that?"

She replied back to my question.

"News of punishments always spread through the league."

"Great," I mumbled.

I exited the room as somebody was entering, keeping the door open for me.

Guess I'll just leave this at my room, I am curious to see what's in here though.

Carrying the box in front of me, I made my way to my room. Not a long journey, and I was eventually in my room.

I carried it to my bed and tore into the wrapping that was holding it together.

Inside was a little bag of cookies, and some heavy clothing. Socks, sweaters, jackets, and a warm fuzzy green hat.

There was an envelope on top of them.

I took the envelope and opened it to find it had been sent from my mom.

Dear Reflet,

Hope you're doing well, I'm glad that you at least write back like a good son.

I'm so excited that the season will soon begin and I'll make sure to see your first match with your brother.

I'm sending some cookies and warm clothes for the colder weather coming soon and make sure you win a few matches for me.
Love Mom

Hmm, she didn't mention dad. Guess he won't be coming.

Let him be like that then.

I should get going now or else I'll be late.

Speaking of late, what is the time. Roland gave me a clock the other day and I had set it over my bed.

And the time is a little before noon now.

Crap, I'm late.

I bolted out of the room, and ran towards the hall.

All I can hear is my heavy breathing as I weave through summoners that are beginning to enter the hall for lunch. As I ran through the hall and through the countless summoners walking to tables. I grabbed a few rolls of bread and some smoked ham. Mind as well have something to eat.

I could hear the sound of my heart beating in my ears now.

I sighed mentally, now I was late and Sejuani was probably going to yell at me. We were supposed to make preparations for our official match with team JAKAV. Its not a good thing to be late. Can anything get worse.

I next slammed into something or someone to be exact. A small shriek came out from this person and the both of us hit the floor. I ended up on my back and sat right back up to see who I ran into.

Lying on the floor on her stomach was Melanie. Slowly getting herself off the ground, she turned her head to the left to see what hit her. As I stared, part of her hair hid the right side of her face as she continued to look at me. Her blue eyes staring back at me.

Realization dawned on her face when she realized that it was me.

"Re-Reflet," she stammered uncontrollably.

She immediately picked herself up and began dusting her clothes. She was wearing a red skirt and thin black sweater. Its not like people would notice dirt on such dark clothing. Especially when her cloak is black on the outside but red on the inside. Unlike my white colored cloak, I had to wash every other day.

Finished with dusting herself off, she offered her hand to me.

Giving my thanks, I was on my feet and asking her why she wasn't at the house yet.

She was being very shy as she began to hide behind her bangs when she spoke.

"I got separated from Tanille," she explained.

"And I don't know how to get there."

She said this as I continued to look at her. The only problem is that I can't tell what kind of expression she's making with her face. I tend to like talking to people whose face I can see.

Getting annoyed, I reached my hand out to move her hair out of the way.

She flinched instantly when I did that, but I gave no bother to it.

"I know where it is, we can go together if you don't mind," I said to her.

She nodded her head.

Taking her by the arm, I began to drag her in the direction of the SRVNS house. She was technically going the right way, but I'm pretty sure she would have gotten lost when she reached the cabins.

We walked in silence as we walked pass the bridge and training fields. There were a few champions training. Some of them were using targets and practicing at hitting the bulls eye. Throwing knives and small bladed weapons riddled these targets.

I was getting a little unnerved by the silence so I began to speak out.

"So, Melanie, what's your reason for joining?" I asked.

"Ex-excuse me," she said in surprise.

"I mean the league. A shy person like you doesn't seem the like the type that would want to fight."

She didn't reply as we continued onward. Peeking back, I tried seeing what was wrong.

Oh boy, she was hanging her head down. I didn't mean to offend her, I was just curious about my other team mates. Maybe except Len, I already knew enough about him, but everybody else is a mystery to me.

"Um, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I was just curious about everybody. Just forget about it then."

After much silence and walking, we finally made our way to the SRVNS cabin. It was awkward the whole way through so I was estatic inside to have finally reached our destination.

"Well, it's not too difficult to find the building, its at the very end, so I'm sure you won't get lost now."

Letting go of her arm, I walked towards the door, only to hear her speak softly out.

"It was someone a long time ago."

I stopped in my tracks and turned towards her.

"A person I looked up to when I was younger. It was his dream that someday he would join," she said.

What surprised me the most was that her eyes had a sudden fire to them as she said it. Whoever this guy was, he must have been important to her.

"Melanie, there you are!" came a loud female voice.

Turning towards the voice, it was Tanille at the doorway. She was looking at us with those big green eyes of hers while she was putting all of her weight onto her right leg. Her black hair, reaching down her back and was tied back in a ponytail on one side of her head. It was waving right to left as she began switching the leg she was leaning on, most likely due to annoyance.

"Where have you been, you're always getting lost," she said as she walked past me.

Taking Melanie's hand, she began to drag her towards the house.

"You're always getting lost, first Nidalee from before, and now you,"

I don't think it's because they get lost, I think Tanille is just too eager and runs ahead of everybody.

"B-But you-" Melanie tried to say before being cut off.

"It doesn't matter, everybody's inside and waiting for you two."

Rushing towards the house, the two leave me to my own devices. I stare after them and begin to think to myself. Hmm, so she joined because of somebody. That's cute, maybe its some guy she made a promise to and they would get into the league together.

Oh, but they're both on different teams, and now must compete against each other as they struggle for their feelings...

I think my mother is having a weird affect on me. I knew reading her books in my spare time was a bad idea.

But still, I can't help but feel like I know her from somewhere. But that can't be, I would have noticed someone like her being around. Shrugging to myself, I walked towards the house and made my way inside.

As I saw the familiar starcase in the middle of the entrance, I heard people speaking in the room to my left.

Walking towards the door, I opened it and was greeted with a big room with a big table to my left. There were 11 seats spaced around it and everybody was already present. Everybody was seated with their partner.

From where I could see, Sejuani in her casual garb was seated next to Riven, with an empty seat next to her. Their backs facing me. Oh boy, they're seated next to each other. Don't let a repeat happen today.

Roland, seated across from Sejuani motioned as I saw him.

"Mr. Reflet, take a seat, we can finally begin then."

Taking my seat next to Sejuani, I took in the sight of the room."

Wooden walls and floors, the whole was a polished wood color. Opposite the table at the other end of the room was a pedestal similar to the ones in the room where the summoners went during a played a similar function.

Hey, how come they get something like that, they'd be able to see matches from here. You never notice, but those things are everywhere. They put one in the locker room and champion's quarters but not one for the summoners. What gives. Along with the pedestal at that end of the room were also small chairs, couches, a small table. It was like a small living room. A window faced opposite the door to complete the scene.

Roland then spoke again.

"Now that everybody's here, we can discuss preparing for your match tomorrow. We should have done this sooner, but our schedule has been full. Now, everybody is familiar with the roles right."

He reached for something under the table and took out a giant roll of paper. Unrolling it on the table, I could see it was a map of the familiar Summoner's Rift.

"Starting tomorrow, all of your matches will take place at Summoner's Rift, we'll also begin to use equipment and items, so you at least need to have a sense of what you're getting yourselves into."

"First off however, I asked all of you to consider what role you would take,. Have you all agreed on where you're all going?"

Tanille, ever enthusiastic spoke up first.

"Nidalee will go mid."

Roland with a writing tool and paper wrote it down.
"Good," he said.

"How about the bottom lane."

"That would be Varus and I,"came the thoughts of Sona into our minds.

"Okay, top then?"

Seated to the right of Sejuani, I saw Riven, with her arms crossed and looking away. Danny, seated to her right, nudged her slightly with his elbow.

"Top," she said.

"And lastly, Ms. Sejuani," stated Roland.

"I will take the jungle," she said happily.

"It's good to see you two have come to a consensus," he said proudly.

Not exactly, it was more like Danny and I that decided for them. Although, our decision benefitted Sejuani more as that was the role she wanted.

"Let's see, what else do we need to discuss. Ah, yes, I need to talk about the basics and equipment."

"You might want to strap yourself in, we're going to be here for awhile."

He wasn't kidding when he said that. Roland began to go over every little nuances of the match. The first ten minutes to fifteen minutes composed the laning phase. Champions from each lane would farm minions, making sure not to get caught in enemy attacks or traps set up by their jungler. Getting kills for the team meant gold for the immediate party involved but getting caught and taken out meant lost time to farm gold. All while taking out the towers that defended the enemies side. Every lane had three turrets that led to an inhibitor. Taking them out left the enemy team's inhibitor defenseless. Taking those out spawned the super minions. Only taking out inhibitors would leave the Nexus vulnerable to attack, but you need to make sure those Nexus towers were also destroyed as well.

Supports had the job of warding, and junglers had the role of setting up ganks. Ambushing enemy champions that were too over extended in their lanes. They can make these ganks more effective by utilizing special enemies found in the jungle that give off special enchantments when defeated. Of course, there is also dragon and baron to consider too. Dragon meant gold and Baron meant buffs so it was important to ward those.

All of these elements make these matches very complex, and it takes good communication for things to go smoothly. Not every time though, matches could sometimes last an hour before being completed, and sometimes, the teams with the most kills doesn't always win.

In these matches, we could finally use summoner's spells. We've been practicing for almost a month with these spells. Only three days before did I fully learn the whole repertoire of spells.

We weren't allowed to use them in the practice matches, so tomorrow meant our first real use of them. Too bad we could only choose two spells to use per would have to choose wisely.

I mentally sighed to myself after what seemed like hours, this was a lot of information to take in.

Len to the left was scribbling madly on a piece of paper. Trying to keep up with every detail, every little thing that needed to be timed.

Hours of school payed off I suppose. I kept listening, but I think I was starting to lose focus. Getting out of that preparatory school has made me lazy and I was losing that drive to listen.

Beside me, Sejuani was learning her right arm on the table, holding her head up with it while her left hand tapped softly on the table. She had a detached look in her eyes.

Was she getting bored. After a month of matches partnered with her, I've learned that she isn't exactly the most patient person. Whatever happens, just don't make a scene. After a few minutes, Roland uttered the magical words that I wanted to hear.

"Well then, I think we've covered about everything," said Roland.

"It's getting late, we would all do with some rest."

Everybody in the room groaned in appreciation, standing up from their chair and stretching out their sore limbs that have been still for hours.

"Oh, before you leave, I want the summoners to look up items to build for their match. The others can leave"

I'm not going to lie, once Roland said that, the people affected let out a simultaneous groan.

It just amused him more as he said,

"If you do this now, you won't end up wasting time farming gold by figuring out what to buy during a match."

"Looking up past matches in earlier seasons to help you decide is also a great way of looking up build orders."

"Here, I've brought references to help you."

Reaching below the table once again, Roland brought up stacks of papers held by cheap book bindings.

"These are equipment lists and past match records containing the equipment used as well as other statistics."

Placing them on the table, he motioned for us to take one. My mind went into overdrive as my eyes lingered onto the five huge stack of papers laid out on the table.

Hands were reaching out to take one for themselves.

I heard chairs scrape on the ground as everybody began to leave

Steeling myself for another few hours of work, I reached for a bundle of papers only to see a hand to my right reach for it first.

Looking to my right, I saw it was Sejuani that had taken it.

She gave a puzzled look as if asking me "what?"

"Not to offend you Sejuani, but you don't seem like the type that would bother with research," I said.

An irritated look appeared on her face soon after.

"What makes you say that," she said calmly.

"Well, you seemed bored when Roland was talking, and I thought -"

She then interrupted me by saying,

"It's one thing to hear about it, the only way you're going to learn anything is by actually doing it."

"I wasn't the only one bored out of my mind either. And besides-"

She began to thumb through some of the pages, looking through some of them.

"This involves me as well. I need to make sure that you don't pick horrible equipment for me. I find this type of thing interesting."

She took a seat again at the table, leafing through pages of various armors and weapons.

Taking a seat next to her, I sat relatively quiet and made sure that I didn't utter a noise.

We were the only two in the room, everybody had already left, most likely to find a quiet place to research their build orders.

As Sejuani silently turned a page, I stayed still.

I'm sorry, but this girl could kill me if I were to ever get on her bad side. In this room, if I so much as angered her, nobody would be there to stop her. And chances were that I would be dead before someone heard the commotion of my body being thrown around the room.

Sure we were on more friendlier terms, but its stuff like the fight between her and Riven over who would get to jungle that I was reminded that this was a cold blooded warrior I was partnered with.

I was wrapped in my own little world before I realized that my name was being called.

"Reflet," repeated Sejuani.

"Wh-what is it," I stammered out.

"Ugh, never mind," she said irritably before putting her attention back to the equipment list.

An awkward silence followed as the sound of paper being turned over was the only thing that could be heard.

I looked towards the one window in the room, hoping to see whether it was night time, but I then remembered that we were underground. Losing track of the time was a constant problem here.

I wonder if there's a clock in this room.

Sure enough there was, stating it was just past six in the afternoon.

Sejuani stopped looking through the papers once again. This time, closing the bound papers into its neat binding.

"You're afraid of me aren't you?"

I flinched back, what she just said frightened me witless.

"That is a total lie," I replied back quickly.

"Don't give me that, I've seen fear in the faces of my enemies. I know what it looks like."

"It's written all over your face," Sejuani said angrily.

"I guess I'm a little easy to read, but so what? It's not like you need my help. You seem to know what you're doing anyway!"

That last comment seemed to have caught her off guard. Why exactly, I'm not really sure.

She looked at me before turning her head back to the stack of papers before turning to a page. She stared at it before pushing it across the table towards me.

Cautiously looking at the papers before me, I saw that it was a list for a number of equipment.

Sunfire cape, deals magic damage to nearby enemies and applies health and armor benefits.

Next up, thorn mail which was used for armor benefits with the passive ability of reflecting basic attacks. Turning the page was something about warmog's armor which only applied health benefits but allowed regeneration. What in the world.

All of these items aren't just simple equipment, you would need to take into consideration the benefits they would give, but also the passive or active abilities they had as well. Then you had to make sure you were making it correctly with the right components.

Turning a few pages, the weapons began to appear and then the boots. There were so many types of boots. Each one with their own enchantments that you could apply to them. Underneath each one were statistics of popularity of use, as well as successful win rates with said weapons.

This was simply overwhelming. There was so much to take in.

I then realized, was Sejuani overwhelmed with all of this information. Did she not know what type of equipment to focus on. Whether to focus on buying a scepter or a Tiamat or to put gold towards some armor first.

I think that's the reason why she confronted me the way she did.

She was simply overwhelmed.

"You need help with this don't you," I said to her.

Having been caught, she slowly nodded her head.

I was confused though, why would she need help.

Wait, picking things like equipment shouldn't be tough for a warrior like you. What's wrong?" I questioned.

"I'm not the type to plan something when there's so much equipment," she responded back.

"And I've always just charged forward by myself and let things play out."

Remembering the first match we had, I couldn't help but visualize the time she charged ahead without the rest of the team.

"Right, I noticed," I musingly said to her.

"It's just that, there's so much equipment to look through." she said.

I get it, she's not exactly the most intelligent. After looking through her head that one time, I've learned she has lived her whole life as a barbarian. Or at least the equivalent of it. Fighting is all she knows, she's never done anything like going to an institution of intellect. Plus, she's given me hints just now that planning and strategy are just as foreign to her.

"Right, right, I understand," I stated quickly.

A small smile appeared on her face.

"I knew you would feel the same," she said.

Reaching for the equipment list, she pointed at a page.

"When I see so many pieces of armor..."

She paused for a second. I was getting worried of where this was going.

"I want to try on everything, all this equipment looks amazing, like this one!" her voice took on an excited tone.

I did a double take.

"Wait, what!" I asked confused.

"This one right here, the spirit visage. It looks amazing!" pointing to a picture of it.

"Ooh, maybe the thornmail. Those spikes would make anyone look frightening."

I thought to myself. Okay, what's going on here.

"Sejuani, you're not confused about anything, right? "

She gave me a puzzled look.

"What makes you think I'm confused?" she said.

"I was getting the impression that you were confused about setting up a build order."

"I am," she said.

"It's so hard to choose. Because I love armor. I made the one that I wear during our its not the best of quality. You have to use whatever resources you find in the Freljord."

"These on the other hand," motioning to the list.

"Have such a high quality to them, I can't help but feel enthusiastic. That's what I was asking you, whether this one right here," she pointed to the sunfire cape.

"Would make me look more menacing."

I finally figured the situation out, she is an armor and weapons enthusiast. Now I get it. Looking at a list of shiny chest plates with all of it's colorful designs was like the next fashion trend for her. There was a problem though.

"Sejuani, you do know this stuff doesn't change your physical experience, it's more of an aesthetic thing."

This was a cause of alarm for her.

"What... That is unacceptable!" slamming her fist on the table as I told her the bad news.

"What's the problem?" I asked.

"Aren't you happy with your own armor?"

"Of course I am," she replied back.

"The equipment that I use is an extension of myself, that doesn't mean that I can't refine it and make it better."

"Perfecting it is what I strive for, but it's pointless if you can't see it."

"Now I won't be able to have a cape while I ride on Bristles," she pouted.

Wow, was this hardened warrior actually pouting. That's something new.

"You know Sejuani, I was wrong about you."

As I spoke, she turned her attention to me.

"About what," she said.

"When you were looking through the stacks of paper, I thought you were implying that you were an idiot and needed my help because of it." I said without thinking.

Realizing what I had just said to her, I placed my hand over my mouth signaling my goof.

Sejuani was not amused.

"What did you just say?" her voice grew in agitation.

A killing intent in her eye began to appear.

Trying to correct the situation, I said

"I meant that you're ignorant."

Ooh, why I did I just say that, that was entirely not what I meant. This seemed to only add fuel to the fire as her face began to light up in anger.

"I meant that you're uneducated."

That was the wrong word.

"I meant that you let your brawn talk while your brain takes it easy."

"Maybe I should be quiet." I finally finished.

At this point, I think I just dug my own grave.

Sejuani instantly sat up from her chair and grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up. This was beginning to feel like deja vu.

"Did you just call me stupid?" she asked.

She was expecting an explanation now, I better choose my words carefully this time.

"All I mean to say is that you prioritize instant action rather than strategy. I didn't say anything about you being slow."

"But you implied it!" Sejuani yelled back.

"Well, that's kind of true, but you were sending mixed messages." I responded calmly, yelling back at her wasn't going to solve anything.

"What is so mixed up about what I like," she screamed again.

"Not when you convey it the way you did, I may be smart, but things like that pass over my head" I tried to desperately plead to her.

That seemed to have done the trick, she wasn't screaming at me anymore at least.

Letting go of my collar, Sejuani's eyes narrowed before she spoke again.

"All right, explain something to me."

"What are you talking about." I asked her

"You claim to be a genius, right? Tell me something only a smart guy like you would know, I'll show you that I can keep up."

Girl, are you serious. I may not be smarter than Len, but I'm no pushover either. While Len had better grades than me in most things, I was still good at other things. Mainly sciences and the arts but its still something that would make normal people's head spin.

"I'd rather not."

I said this in the best way I could to try and dissuade her.

"Do it!" she screamed at me.

My mouth began to spew out everything I could think of. Biology, physiology of the body. Anything that I could think of I said it. Magical function of complex spells was even added for good measure.

I stopped there though, any more would be going overkill. I didn't realize it, but I said that in anger. Let her feel humiliated. If she didn't understand it, tough. Let's see how she would respond.

I was answered with a blank stare from her.

She stood there, unmoving, not speaking a word.

It felt like minutes passed before she picked up the heavy list of equipments and match references and pushed it towards my stomach.

I exhaled a heavy huff of air from my lungs as I caught it, the sudden force winded me.

"Fine," she said to me.

"If you're so smart, you can do it yourself."

I was shocked, not by the anger in her voice, but I looked at her eyes.

There was a pained look to them, they were similar to the way my mom reacted when my grandfather died. For Sejuani though, there were no tears. Only a pained expression was present.

This was a girl who loved looking at armor, swords, shields, you name it.

She was so enthusiastic to get involved with something she loved, and I messed it up for her.

Sejuani passed me and made her way to the door.

"Sejuani, wait!" I yelled after her.

She turned her head slowly as I walked to her.

Opening the bound set of papers, I began to tear at the binding. It wasn't hard, the binding was relatively thin anyway.

I tore the binding, and handed her the half which contained the list she was so enthusiastic about.

She took it silently from me.

"I'm sorry," I said to her.

"You just wanted to look at this stuff and I ruined it for you."

"I didn't mean to humiliate you like that, it wasn't right of me."

"Please forgive me," I said this while bowing my head down.

Keeping my head bowed down, I heard her speak again.

"It seems like we're apologizing to each other again."

I brought my head up in order to look at her.

"I'm sorry for that," she said.

I responded softly,

"Yeah, but now I need make it up to you."

I began to think.

"Well, when we're at our match, you decide what to buy. Anything you want, I'll buy it for you with the gold you obtain."

She nodded towards me.

"I appreciate it Reflet, but I'm going to need some help after all. I can't let my obsession get the better of me," she said.

She walked towards the round table while I followed after her.

"What do you want for your starting items?" I asked her as she sat down.

Looking through the list, now with a torn binding, she turned towards the weapons section.

"How about this," pointing to a weapon called the Hunter's Machete.

I was clueless why she would buy a machete.

"Why would you buy that," asking her before taking a look at its abilities.

Boosts attack against monsters it said in the description.

"Huh, that's actually pretty useful for jungling," I told her.

"Maybe you do know something."

Sejuani gave a small smile,

"I know, I do love my weapons after all."

You know, I like where this went. I honestly think its in character. Sejuani is the type that's into violence. Being a fanatic with this type of stuff seems almost natural to me. I could almost imagine her trying on a cape, trailing behind while she rides Bristles. And if you think about it, she lived in a village and made it her mission to become a strong person. Don't think a school would help in any shape or form, especially when said village is small and located in the cold Freljord. Either way, I like this chapter. Develop the two characters. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make a Sivir snowdown video for youtube. Playing matches gives me a lot of material to work with, both story and video wise.