A/N: Sorry, my ideas pool for this story had bean to run dry, while I had a ton of inspiration in my other story. anyway here is the next chapter :D
Dat 3 minute rabodons though
"Hey, just a general comment about your sentence structure. Instead of saying "Ahri spirit rushes to catch the flower and hands it to the man," it's more effective to use past tense "Ahri spirit rushed to catch the flower and handed it to the man"
Ah sorry, it has become an unbreakable habit for me, using resent tense in my stories feels really natural for me, while using past tense feels awkward. I will try writing in past tense in my next story
Vatra walks out of the summoning room disappointed, his match had resulted in his crushing defeat. He looks up to see Ahri sitting on a sofa waiting for him, her fluffy snow white tails playfully bouncing her orb around. Vatra sits down next to her with a huff.
"It was my fault that we lost today." He says grimly
"Aww don't be like that." Ahri says in her cutest most innocent voice.
Vatra looks up at Ahri dead in the eye.
"I allowed my opponent to buy a 'Rabodon's Deathcap' by three and a half minutes, I accidently let the other team steal the kill on the dragon and I failed to protect the inhibitor and the nexus from Soraka who was the only champion still alive on the other team."
Ahri looks back at Vatra with both disbelief and surprise.
"Well, um… You have just a tiny bit more experience now?" Ahri says trying to comfort him.
Vatra, buries his face in his hands, hiding a slight smile on his face.
"Thanks Ahri, you are a great friend."
Ahri grins, reaching over to him and gently hugging him, this time not with lust in mind, but with compassion and friendship.
"Thank you" Ahri says into his ear. "I am happy to have become your friend."
Normally Vatra would be the one to break the hug, but this time he stays, his face still in his palms.
"Anyway," Vatra suddenly says as he pulls his hands away. "this time we should go somewhere you want to go to."
Ahri crosses her legs, pondering where to go.
"How about… hmm… how about we head over to Demancia for a few days?" Ahri asks. "I need to buy some new clothes; I can buy you some new ones too!" Ahri says excitingly.
Vatra shifts his weight on the couch.
"Yeah sure, I'll need to get permission from the head summoners but yeah, I am fine with that."
In the corner of his eye, he spots Lux and other female champions gossiping and glancing at Ahri, some of them even pointing at her or laughing. Vatra frowns slightly, fixated on their ring leader lux. His uneasiness is noticed by Ahri.
"Is something wrong?" Ahri asks, still unaware of the other champions."
"No no, everything is fine, I was just thinking about my loss, that's all."
"Come on," Ahri says in a funny tone. "You will always have next time."
Vatra's eyes quickly dart behind Ahri, the groups of champions now gone.
"How about we go and ask for permission to leave for Demancia now?" He asks
Ahri nods eagerly.
The friends walk through the elongated ornate hallways of the institute; they occasionally pass several champions and summoners some of them looking at Ahri as they pass by. Ahri then feels her self-conscience take over, her tails wrap around her waist, keeping herself as small as possible.
"What are they thinking about me?" She asks herself.
Ahri slowly begins to lag behind. Vatra soon notices and waits for her.
"Come on, we are nearly there."
Minute later they reach the head summoners' room, next to the intricately carved door is a bronze doorbell, Vatra reaches for the button but Ahri presses the button with one of her tails before he does. Vatra chuckles slightly.
One summoner soon opens the door, his tall build towering over him, his purple robe lined with a trim of light blue Ionian silk and small cuts of diamonds, his face shaded by the hood.
"Hello young one." He says in his deep voice
He allows Vatra to pass through, then looking at Ahri.
"Is she accompanying you young one?" He asks
"Yes."
"Interesting…" He says as he allows Ahri to pass, "Just walk straight ahead."
Vatra thanks the summoner as they walk to the next door. Vatra slowly raises his left hand and grasps the cold brass door knob. He slowly turns the door knob open and walks inside along with Ahri. Inside is an expensive suite of maroon sofas and mahogany tables. On the seats sat several head summoners, the light from the lamp illuminating their faces slightly. The summoner in the centre notices Vatra and Ahri walking up to them.
"Welcome young summoner and champion." He welcomes in his aging voice with open arms.
Vatra bows.
"What has brought you here?" A female head summoner asks
"I was wondering if Ahri and I could have permission to travel to Demancia for two or three days." Vatra asks with fortitude.
"That could be a problem." The female head summoner replies grimly. "If you were to go by yourself then that is fine, but having a champion leave for three days suddenly is not acceptable..."
The old head summoner seated in the centre puts his arm out in front of his fellow summoner.
"I would allow it," He says in a cheerful voice. "But I feel that you are not trying hard enough to earn this trip… Unless you can prove to me that you deserve it."
Vatra gets on his knees.
"What must I do?" He asks
"In your next match I would like you to win."
"Sounds easy enough" Ahri thinks to herself
"But… You must finish the game within ten minutes and without buying a single item from the store."
Vatra and Ahri stare at the summoner with their jaws dropped.
"Sir, don't you think that is a little unfair?" The female summoner asks
He tilts his head thinking.
"Yes, you are quite right head summoner Lillihya, the stakes are not high enough!" The head summoner exclaims.
"No, head summoner Zalith, I meant that…"
"If you manage to do this feat, you will also be promoted! But if you fail…" Head summoner Zalith interrupts, a slick smile widens on his hidden face as he talks. "Consider yourself kicked out of the institute. Do you accept this offer?"
Ahri looks in disbelief.
"There is no way he could…"
"I'll do it."
When Ahri and Vatra leave, head summoner Lillihya looks at head summoner Zalith with a stern face, he looks back at her chuckling.
"What? I didn't actually expect him to accept the preposterous deal! Besides, you know how much I love making wagers."
Head summoner Lillihya sighs and puts her palm to her forehead.