"DRAVEN?!" Vi sat forward, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the arm rests in an effort to not punch the man right there. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" Fiora also kept a hand on her shoulder to ensure Vi would not take action.
The Glorious Executioner merely grinned and crossed his arms. "Good to see you too little miss Fathands." Draven wore a suit similar to that of the Debonair skins that some of the other champions have, but his crazy hair still stuck up like it always did.
"Sense when do you style hair!?" Vi crossed her arms and glared at draven.
"Someone's gotta care for my sick do" He smiled and ran a hand through his hair. "And it's gotta be me, someone else my do it wrong."
"Besides, Miss Vi, Draven here ees honestly dze best hairdresser we could find, dze rest are far beyond your price range." Fiora gave a nod of understanding. "I know, i know, i could scarcely believe eet myself when i first heard."
"This has gotta be a joke...right?" Vi looked up to Fiora, who shook her head, then she back to Draven. He had stepped into the room, pulling two pairs of scissors from his pockets and spinning them on fingers just like he would spin his insane axe machetes on the rift. He wore his signature smug grin as he stepped behind Vi.
"i'm afraid not Miss Fathands." He nearly growled as he leaned down close to Vi's face, looking her in the eyes through the mirror infront of them. "When i'm done with you, you're gonna be one of two words: silky, or smooth, and if things go well, both." His primal voice combined with his overwhelmingly warm breath sent chills down her spine. He stood back up and walked around her, getting good looks at her hair.
"Just do whatever your gonna do and get it over with, ok?" Vi's eyes followed him as he paced around her.
He stopped spinning the two scissors and stood behind her. "Shhhh, you can't rush perfection dearie, just sit back, relax, and let Draven work his magic." Vi looked to Fiora who was standing in the back corner of the room, watching intently, but remaning silent. Draven grabbed Vi's head and turned it forward. "Stay still girly.."
The next hour was a blur, as Draven deftly and swiftly worked at her pink hair. However, she noticed that his technique involved throwing the scissors up in the air, along with similar gimmicks just to show off. 'Typical Draven..' Vi thought as she tried to kee up wih his work. 'Well, at least he hasn't stabbed me yet.' She tried to reassure herself, but the thought of a murderous madman standing behind her with sharp objects wouldn't be exactly what one would call comftorable. A few minutes later, Vi flinched as the scissors he was using were thrown from his hands and stuck into the counter infront of her, Draven backed up and dusted his hands off.
"awwww yeah, looks like things went well Miss Silky and Smooth." He leaned against her and looked at Vi through the mirror. He had styled her hair into small bun/ponytail, with two smaller braids hanging off of the end of that. While her bangs had been simply fixed up and smoothed out, so that they weren't so scraggily looking.
"Whoa..." Vi turned her head to get a better look at the small bun. "that's actually really awesome.." She hated to admit that the noxian madman had actually done a good job.
"of course it is, everything i do is awesome." He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave that sadistic grin again.
Fiora stepped forward and nodded. "Very nice Missiour Draven, dzis was very...Interesting to observe"
"I know." He cracked his neck as Vi got up from the chair and stretched her legs
"Is there anthing else? any more manicures or pedicures?" Vi put her hands on her hips and tilted her head as she looked at Fiora.
"Nope, dzat was all miss Vi, you are free to go, we will see you later, at dze main event."
"Right, right, that's gonna be great and all, but theirs a buffet back at he hotel callin my name, later Fiora, Fathands." Draven placed his hands behind his head and relaxed as he moved to walk out of the room, but Vi caught his arm.
"hold up!" Draven turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"What's up? need something else done?" He questioned as Vi let go of his arm.
"Actually, i was wondering if you've seen Jinx lately."
"ohhh yeah, i saw that wild gal last night, we went and checked out some of the local nightclubs, hell of a time, your sister really knows how to party." Draven chucked and grinned, sticking his hands in his pockets.
"yeah, i know, but do you know if she's gonna show up today?" Vi wasn't sure what she wanted to hear. On one hand, having her sister show up to her wedding would be great! But on the other, having piltovers most wanted and a homicidal pyromaniac show up to a formal event would be very risky.
"Beats me, she didn't talk about it, but i bet she will, it's not like her to miss free cake." Dravens teeth nearly shimmered in the light.
"uh...right, thanks, you can go now." Vi gestured to the door.
"Right, right, seeya later!" He dissapeared out the door and Vi followed, she headed out into the lobby where Lux was waiting.
"oh. my. GOSH!" Lux nearly jumped through the ceiling as she got up from her seat, hurrying towards Vi. "You look so incredible! I knew that Draven had to be good for something!" She grabbed Vi's hands and examined her nails. "And Fiora too! She did such an amazing job!"
Vi gave a slight smile. "yeah, they really did, i gotta remember to tell Cait that she had some good picks when it comes to this stuff"
"Right!, but not until after the ceremony! speaking of which, we have to get to the chapel, you're due to get dressed in 17 minutes!" Lux glanced at her clipboard and the clock.
"Then we should get going, right?" Vi smiled before Lux grabbed her hand.
"yep!" Lux pulled Vi out the salon door and back to the car. The two then set out for their final destination and the location of this monumental event.
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huh, apparently this one came out to about the same length as the previous chapter. neat.