Lux re-entered the main hall, where the final preparations were in full swing. Champions clad in formal attire such as tuxes and dresses streamed into the main hall.
"Luxanna." A mans sullen voice filled her ears, sending chills down her spine as she turned. She let out a sigh of relief upon seeing the speaker.
"Lucian! you came!" She smiled, walked to him and they both shook hands.
"Of course, Caitlyn and i are good friends, and fellow firearm enthusiasts." He nodded and put on a warm smile. "We have also worked together on many cases involving the supernatural."
"i just figured that you wouldn't show up, cause...you know." Lux frowned and scratched the back of her head as she looked away.
Lucian smiled and shook his head gently. "No my dear, i would never let my own pain ruin someone elses happiness." Lucian towered over Lux, as she barely was tall enough to touch his shoulders. He wore a slender black suit with a purple tie, it all clung to his form and made him look even more impossibly skinny.
"That's really good of you Lucian" Lux smiled at him and turned, looking out at the other guests. They had invited most champions, except for the most volatile ones, examples being Brand, Rek'Sai and Cho'Gath. Lux noticed that the Yordles had all arrived together as the group of tiny furry people waddled through the door. The literally included champions Tristana, Teemo, Lulu, Rumble, Poppy, Kennen and Heimerdinger. She took a few steps forward to greet them but was interrupted as two huge muscle bound arms wrapped around her and lifted her up, pressing her against the mans thick broad chest. His voice was jolly and his mustache; fuzzy.
"Lux! it is good to see you on this glorious day of days!" He bellowed as he enveloped Lux in a massive bear hug.
"agh!...yeah, good to see you too Braum!" She barely managed to gasp out as the massive hulk of a man nearly killed her with kindness. But in a few moments he released her to the floor. Lux desperately gasped for air as she grabbed her knees.
"It has been far too long sense i have been to a wedding! too much fighting! too much war! not enough love" He smiled and placed his hands on his hips. Braum wore a hilariously large black tux with a tiny rose placed in the breast pocket.
"agreed.." Lux managed to regain her composure a bit after the crushing bear hug. "Anyone else from the Freljord coming?"
Braum put one of his meaty hands to his chin and thought for a moment. "Ah, yes, i believe Ashe and Tryndamere will be arriving shortly, Sejuani too."
"That's good, they can sit with Jarvan and the other Royalty." Lux nodded and looked out among the other arriving guests, noticing Wukong arrive, Ahris dainty arm wrapped around his. Wukong wore a celebratory brilliant red and gold jacket with matching pants and gloves. Ahri on the other hand wore a shimmering red dress that showed of her impressive legs and cleavage. Lux rolled her eyes in annoyance. 'such an attention whore...' Lux resented how Ahri showed off her body in such a crude manner, she thought it unbecoming of a woman to rely on appearance instead of furthering the mind and developing ones intellect. However, when she would bring up the idea of an education to Ahri, she would simply laugh and stride away in her usual aloof fashion. She turned back to Braum, but he had already walked away, laughing and talking with the newly arrived Graggas. She took this as an opportunity to finally greet the Yordle party. But again, another interruption, this one a bit more...loud. She turned as a woman stumbled into the main hall, shoving Wukong and Jayce out of the way. Her signature long blue braids flailing behind her as swigged a bottle of wine in her hand, it was obvious that this wasn't her first drink today. But then she just smiled and shouted to everyone around.
"WHAT'S UP FUCKERS!?"
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yeah, this chapter turned out shorter then i thought it would, but whatever. Also, a hint at my next story.
''In one's hand, techmaturgy is a tool. As one's hand, it is liberation.''