Tags: Riven, Katarina

"You are a traitor! A fucking nobody outside of Noxus!" The redheaded woman in the hallway loudly bellows in a sudden fit of pure rage. "What the fuck do you think you're doing here?! Get lost! Get out of my sight! Disappear, you weak deserting albino scum!"

The pale-skinned defector standing in front of the angry noble merely clears her throat from the last vestiges of sleep before speaking in a flat tone of voice.

"…But you're the one that's standing in my doorway in the middle of the night, Katarina." Riven calmly replies mechanically as the pale warrior's scarlet gaze carefully examines the current sad and obviously inebriated state of the arrogant Noxian assassin.

"That's your excuse, traitor?! Well then, I don't give a fuck! Get lost you dumb pansy!" The Sinister Blade drunkenly slurs as she takes a threatening step forward and proceeds to jab an accusing finger against the concrete wall. Repeatedly, as if the wasted green-eyed aristocrat is truly trying to drive some kind of point home. Unfortunately for the infamous Sinister Blade of Noxus however, the frowning Exile that is patiently listening to Katarina's acidic words doesn't have the slightest idea of the intended message's jumbled content.

"And at least, I have the guts to confront somebody alone you cowardly bitch!" The flustered red-faced noblewoman venomously spats out as she snarls towards the plain wall in front of her face. "What the fuck did you bring your twin sister here for, huh?! One of you isn't enough to take on a real Noxian?!"

The exiled swordswoman opts to silently stare at the scowling visage of the slurring, violent noblewoman before her with a neutral and unamused expression instead of actually replying to Katarina's inebriated taunting.

"Kat, is there an actual purpose behind you coming here and waking me up in the middle of the night for no apparent reason other than you to scream at the walls of my apartment complex?" Riven curiously wonders under her breath even if she already suspects that the answer to that question is a thunderous drunk 'no' judging by the half-empty liquor bottle that's loosely clenched in the fiery noblewoman's fingers.

"I have no reason to answer to your or your ugly twin sibling's questions, traitorous scum!" The drunken Noxian assassin heatedly roars before she pauses to consume a generous amount of muddy brown liquor out of her half-empty bottle. A lot of that strong alcohol ending up drenching the assassin's clothes when the rim of the mentioned container accidentally misses the redhead's mouth. Katarina then takes a deep, ragged, uncoordinated breath before she once again snarls at the mass of concrete in front of her nose.

"Fuck you!" The inebriated female noble finally exclaims. The fiery redhead continues making a fool of herself as she attempts to shove Riven's wall away from her beet red face, and then even spits at its cream-colored immovable surface for good measure.

"D-damn.. huf.. huff.. you've really let yourself go after fleeing from Noxus, Riv." Katarina pants and huffs as she unsuccessfully reattempts to shove away the cream-colored wall and utterly fails miserably.

"W- huff... huff.. what the fuck do you eat to put on this much weight!" the drunken redheaded Noxian angrily growls in clear distaste" I can't even barge you, you fat cow!"

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With a still raised eyebrow and her usual trademark frown decorating her stoic pale face Riven slowly closes the front door leaving the drunken female noble to fight it out with the sturdy concrete wall outside. Katarina's slurred inebriated insults raining down the empty hallway like a tropical thunderstorm in Bilgewater, completely unperturbed by the Exile's evident absence.

"Yeah, that's right! You better run! Go drag your fat ass inside your little stupid apartment! Cower under your bed you scaredy-cat! I.. I.. I'm guessing that you are still sleeping with a teddy bear you giant crybaby!"

Silently standing alone inside her small living room and away from prying eyes the Noxian exile briefly grimaces when she hears her neighbors unlocking their doors before sleepily shuffling their feet towards the brash drunken fool outside. A few questions fly about across the now lit narrow corridor as Riven settles down on her bed and tiredly closes her maroon-colored eyes with a long sigh.

"Stupid Kat and her silly inebriated blubbering," The exiled white-haired swordswoman lowly mutters to herself in the dark as she reaches for a particular object in the thick impenetrable darkness. "Of course I don't sleep with a teddy bear or a doll. Tsk. Why would I need such childish things when I have you lying around?" The pale Noxian warrior drawls fondly as her fingers coil around a familiar black shape that's looming over her bed-stand.

Riven affectionately clutches the remaining part of her shattered runic blade against her chest and cuddles with it until she soon falls asleep to the sounds of Katarina's muffled yelling coming from outside.

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Extra: "So please, stop this pacifist-bullshit and come back to us, okay, Riv?" The knelt redhead drunkenly whispers in a hoarse voice as her face slowly moves towards the pale warrior's frowning visage. "Please.." The inebriated woman lightly whispers. "I know that I am a bitch sometimes, but I really love you." Katarina confesses with her breath ghosting over Riven's lips. Only when her beautiful exile doesn't seem offended by her close proximity and doesn't outright push her away, does the redheaded aristocrat dare to kiss her at first and then deepen the kiss and show Riven the depth of her feelings.

"I luv you." Katarina murmurs gently as she continues dragging her tongue against the corridor's wall. "I fucking love you so much, Rivy…" The drunken redhead keeps croaking lightly in the deserted hallway's almost complete darkness.

Standing frozen by the open doorway the actual Riven blinks in a state of complete shock as she unbelievingly watches the inebriated affections of the fiery redhead take place, the blanket the stunned Exile has been holding in her rigid arms silently slipping down from the pale warrior's suddenly numb fingers.

"Took you long enough, sis!" A high-pitched voice abruptly rings out in the hallway. Teemo suddenly appears out of nowhere in front of the drunken redhead, his furry face smudged all over with Katarina's ruby lipstick. "I thought this drunkard here was going to devour me!" The enraged yordle yells out in outrage before it marches away from the two stunned Noxians while swearing aloud.