The ride was fast, windy and heart-pumping. They enjoyed the gush of excitement. Luckily for them, not one of them fell off during the run. Maybe that's good, one could suppose. The group only stopped once, finishing their meal and relaxing for a moment before continuing onwards. By the end of the day, they made it to the edge of Piltover. They were to travel by foot now.

"Thank you Yetis." Harmony looked up towards their face.

"Not a problem. We needed a good run." One of the Yetis claimed. "We'll be off now, good luck with whatever you're after." And they ran off.

"Now what?" Ezreal wondered.

"We could find an inn or head to the port." Caitlyn suggested.

"We should head to the port in case they're already here." Harmony answered. After a glace at everyone and a mutual nod, they headed for the port- the opposite end from where they came from.

Vi led them through a shortcut, shady alleyways and unsafe roads- simply putting it, it was disproved by Caitlyn. Seemingly, damage was controlled and nothing seemed to be ruined from Jinx's last visit. It took them half the time to see the ship. They saw Talon and Sarah leaning on the railing and seemed to be debating about something. It had riled both of them up- Sarah more visibly so. She frowned and he frowned even harder. She perked up when she heard a screech from Valor. She waved to them below and Talon made effort to find her among the group.

"I'm glad you guys made it. The journey wasn't so hard, I assume? Well, if we weren't in this... predicament.. I would have made ways to pick you guys up." Sarah greeted. Everyone piled onto the ship. "Cabins are below the deck. Feel free to pick one for the night." She instructed, then noticed the sleeping Fizz. "He had sugar." She said knowingly and another nod was her reply. "Here, I'll take him. Oh, has he called for Chum yet?" She wrapped her arms around his petit blue body. Another nod. "Good. At least I won't have a hole in her."

Most made way for a Cabin, however the citizens of Piltover chose to head back to their place and would be back in the morning. The captain of the ship was last to head down, leaving the Demacian and Noxian alone. In front of her room, Yasou stood, leaning against the wall and arms folded. He noticed how small the sea creature looked in her arms- god he looked like a tiny baby and maybe he was.

"Good night Yasuo."

"Mm." He replied when she entered her room.


The night is his veil, but not hers. She would chose to spend it sleeping if she could. However, tonight's not the night she would sleep peacefully. As she attempted to leave for a cabin, a hand snaked around her arm. He was gentle and firm, but it hurt her. She tried resisting, and as always, it failed. With a sigh she pleaded.

"Talon, please. I'm tired." She didn't turn around to look at him in the eye.

"We need to talk." His voice curt and solid. He ached when she didn't turn around.

"Later?" Hope filled her tone- but it was killed.

"Now or never." She froze. Letting go of her arm, Talon forced her to look at him with a hand on her chin. "Now or never." He repeated. He searched her eyes.

"Now or never. Huh." She parroted.

Talon paused. Inner turmoil isn't his thing, but then again who was it? He wondered if he should drop it and not risk hurting her more. But of course, he's selfish- just a tad bit. He didn't want to risk his ... being for hers. No, that's not the path he would ever take. He is priority, then hers, and then this... mess they created- that is not including things he left in Noxus, like his shadow. Well whatever, nothings going to happen without actions. Talon will just start with words.

"What are we?" He let out. He has to know what they are before anything. To understand...

"We- Well, aren't we r-rivals?" She tried looking away. However, he didn't let her. He brought his face closer- practically teasing her.

"No."

"No?" She held fear in her voice. He was scaring her.

"Don't tell me that rivals go around kissing each other. Katarina and that vile Demacian bug don't do that." Of course he had to insult her captain and thank god his sister didn't screw around with that heinous birdman- thank whatever that they were enemies.

"W-What do you mean." She actually looked away. She gulped.

"You're like a child in trouble. You are not a child. Don't act like one." He frowned. This is going no where. But she's still in trouble.

"Answer me. What are we? What do you want us to be?" His grip on her chin tightened.

She wanted them to be more than what they are now. They probably could- if they weren't so them, so Demacian and Noxian. For as long as she can recall, since his death, she fell into a lake of inner turmoil. She could laugh if she wasn't so... so hurt. Could she ask for more? Could she be more with him? With who? Talon or her delusional Caleb? Caleb is dead, Talon is a different person. Caleb is kind and warm. Bright and loud. Not like the night, soft and harsh. She didn't notice the assassin leaning closer.

"Let me tell you something..." He spoke first in a harsh whisper, since she didn't answer for a while. She woke up from her thoughts. "You. You are one of the few things I want." He growled into her ear. "And you will only belong to me. Always." He paused. "Do you want to run away?" A smirk grew.

"N-No. Of course not. You don't scare me." She grumbled.

"Then why do you cower when I'm right here? Don't you know that I'll protect you?" He mocked her. His free hand wrapped her back, bring her even closer. She grew red.

They stood there, him holding her back and chin, while she awkwardly held her hands in a fist against his chest. The wind moving his heavy cape to surround her. It seemed safe- if only it wasn't Talon though. Her answer was interrupted by a whistle. They both instantly released each other. Talon calm as if nothing, and Quinn just a bit red and fumbling with her armour. God their guard sucks when they are together.

"Didn't know you two had a thin' together. You ain't in trouble?" The ex-maybe-cardshark sounded more surprised about the fact no one has yet to catch them together. They obviously sucked and he swears that even the other duo is doing better.

"Why are you here?" Talon went cold- albeit because of the interruption.

"Simmer down boy. Just takin' a breather." He looked up at the sky. The stars saying hello to him and revealing their dirty secret to the world. "Stars lookin' pretty tonight." He looked back at the younger male. "Let me give you advice, treasure her while you still have her.

"Why are you giving me advice?" Talon furrowed his brows under his hood.

"Just a warnin', you never know anythin' till it's too late." Twisted Fate held his hat down, letting the gush of wind pass by. He opened his mouth as if to say something completely different then what he would say. "I'm headin' back down to get some shut-eye." He left with a quick bow.

The two leaned on the railing, Quinn staring at the port and Talon looking at the moon. At lot went through their head. First, they were caught again. Second was his advice. Who knew such a conman could give some decent advice. Maybe it's because of his age- just maybe.

"Back then, when we were attacked. You would have died if I haven't caught you. You have a knack for encouraging death." Talon let out heavily. "I don't know if I would have felt... something if you had not made it. Perhaps, but I don't really need or want to know."

"Do you think there is another life? Would we get a second chance? I don't really believe in it, but sometimes I think that my brother is happy where ever he is. We wanted to travel the world. Tell tales of our journey together. But it slipped through our fingers and his life was payment. Do you think that one day, we could, without worry, without loyalties, we could just... be together?"

Quinn, the girl, has always been a dreamer. Talon knew that and he- well, secretly admired that part of her. In Noxus, dreams aren't allowed, it'll be the thing to kill you. Goals, however, are different, they made one strong. They strove to make you stronger and made sure you didn't get eaten by the stronger. Dreams are another luxury that Noxians can't afford and Talon can't see a day when it would not be just a luxury or taboo.

"Who knows." Was all he could let out. "Miss Fortune supports us... Twisted Fate gave us his... advice." He could only offer.


Author's note: Oops? I teleported Jayce and wiped his memory of Noxus...