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AKALI’S BROWS FURROW as the soft flower crown is placed atop her head. she has no idea why ahri would have any interest in doing such a thing for her — but the gesture is kind. the ninja does not know how to respond in anything other than a nod of her head to the vixen.

❝ — thank you, ahri. ❞

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Send 🌸 to put a flower crown on my muse!

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Is poro! He's brought a biscuit for her! Clearly, this is repayment.

AGAIN THIS PORO seems to find her — it’s a puzzling occurrence. she’s happy to see conflict return, as most creatures simply ran away from her nowadays. all poros looked practically identical in her eyes, but this cute little thing? she just knew he was the same one as last time. he even brought a biscuit for her. how thoughtful.

❝ you’ve returned. ❞ akali has a very small smile on her lips as she scoops him up into her arms once again. ❝ thank you for your generosity, small one. ❞

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okay but honestly,,, is there anyone here who actually plays on euw ?? because i legit feel like i'm the only one.

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Sends a smol heart made of light

explodes with hearts!!

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Conflict was a very brave poro! And while he would never really think of being lost per say, he did explore a lot! So he didn't really think much of her being dangerous. Not to a poro! Cue more snuggling once she picked him up, and chittering! Happy chittering. And a lick. Is poro kisses.

AKALI’S EYES WIDEN upon hearing the poro’s little chittering. it was adorable — even to an icy ninja like herself. she wasn’t heartless, not at all; much to her own dismay. her brows furrow at the lick. that was something that did not expect from the small creature.

❝ you’re certainly a tame little thing. ❞ her voice is quite soft as she reaches down to pet him. he was so fluffy.

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Is poro. Is snuggly! However, it seemed not at all aware that she might be dangerous, choosing instead to snuggle against her leg.

AKALI STARES DOWN at the poro with a raise of her brow. little creatures did not usually approach her anymore so this was quite a strange thing to her. she appreciated it’s bravery — most ran away whenever she was near.

she reaches down && picks the poro up, not particularly capable of ridding the small smile that has reached her lips.

❝ hello, little one. are you lost? ❞

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･ﾟ✧ ❛ — @thegoldendemon liked for a starter !

SHE REMEMBERS A time when master kusho, shen && zed had been investigating the golden demon. it had taken them four years. it had also altered their mannerisms in their own personal way && not in a positive manner. if it changed them, it had to be horrific. she wasn't fully trained at the time && almost went head first into a battle of her own creation. that wasn't the fist of shadow, that was ignorance. but here she is now, balance in everything she does, watching.

akali has always been exceptionally observant, a trait that serves her well. the kinkou order was her life, despite everything that had happened, she was FAITHFUL to it's restoration. a part of her was sickened from the tales that she had barely had a chance to hear about khada jhin. murderer. art. the combination of two things that should never touch.

it burns a fury deep within her that even she is surprised at. akali is composed at every second of every day. she is calculating && quiet, observing the situation until she can make it her own. but he is here && she is looking straight at him. perhaps she was not ready for this situation? of course, he was an atrocity; she wanted to take him down.

❝ khada jhin. ❞

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･ﾟ✧ ❛ — the creatures of ionia.

FROM A YOUNG age her destiny had been laid out before her curiously glimmering eyes. she was a cute child with chubby rose colored cheeks && an enigmatic smile on her lips. her long brown hair was always tied up into a pony - tail or in a quaint little bun. she was careful not to be caught running around the gardens of ionia; her mother's watchful eye almost burning. she would run to the rivers with a beam on her lips --- her little legs dangling in the water whenever she had the chance to just relax.

she didn't seem like she would grow up to become the embodiment of an icy warrior.

a small creature would sometimes approach her with big eyes && a questioning gaze, head tilted to the side. akali would grin, reaching out to pet it.

“ i am a comrade. ” akali would say with a warm smile on her little lips as the creatures would come to her, enjoying the company of the child. “ we will be allies forever. mother says that all the time. she has comrades && allies. you will be mine, okay? ”

sometimes she would sit inside a tree with all the animals surrounding her. they liked her && no harm ever came to the young girl. “ friends, friends, friends. ”

she was a strange being with warmth inside of her heart. a small child with life in her eyes && a knowing smile. this was never meant to last; a childhood dream.

her mother still trained her, always pushing the child's limits. slice this, kick that. jump however high. those enjoyable days of her youth began dropping in number && by the time she was eight years old the only thing that remained was a blank expression. she would smile the odd time, whenever something peculiar happened, or perhaps when she succeeded in her training.

it would last for a second.

then she would go back to slicing, kicking && jumping. her chubby cheeks, that warm smile; it had slowly disappeared over time. akali would take over her mother's role as the fist of shadow. she had to be calculating, vicious, amoral. it did not matter what she had to do as long as it kept balance in valoran.

today was a day just like any other. she had completed her training which hadn't taken her much time at all. the woman could spend the rest of the evening doing whatever she wanted. however, there was a void, an emptiness in her chest as she walked the path to the river --- every other time her thoughts were occupied with whatever had been occurring at the time. but now ?? it was too quiet. her mind was not busy with things to do.

uneasy.

there she was sat beside the edge of the land leading into the river. she stared at the ripples of water. it was somewhat cruel; reminding her of a life that could have been. but that was not her place. she enjoyed being who she was, didn't she ?

she is still. a creature slowly walks towards her && akali cannot help but turn her head in surprise. her hand reaches out to test the waters --- ever so slow, but also gentle. it is still her.

that little girl is not yet destroyed, but hidden. she is tucked away in a dream world where the sky is a wonderful blue && the sun is always in the sky. she is at peace in a tranquil land where nothing bad can ever happen.

but it does not matter for she is not here right now. there is a stranger with dark hues && an icy stare. it's too late. the creature runs away as fast as it's little legs can muster. her hand slowly falls back to her thigh.

of course.

she is the fist of shadow. the warrior. the keeper of balance.

yet, she cannot help but feel a pang in her chest. it was a childish feeling, she was AKALI. her name sent shivers down the spines of all men. here she was almost shedding a tear over the abandonment. who had she become ? the quiet, ruthless woman who did anything for the balance.

“ comrades && allies. ” the woman near whispers, standing up. she turns swiftly, her expression hardened --- before simply walking away.

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･ﾟ✧ ❛ — @noxianboxer​ liked for a starter!

her eyes are trained on the match before her --- akali is not one who usually ventures to events like these, but today is a brand new day. she smirks at each && every hit, always curious to see different forms of violence; even if it isn't malicious. boxing would not particularly be something that she would like to do, her methods of sport seemed rather deadly in comparison. nevertheless, she watches it until it finishes && makes her way to the dressing room to meet the stars of the show, akali always enjoyed the interactions.

❝ you're quite the fighter, ❞ she raises a brow, leaning against a doorframe. ❝ impressive. ❞

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“Hesitation is the seed of defeat.”

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please like this if you would like a starter from akali !

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👀 Have you ever had a wardrobe malfunction? Because that outfit dances on some dangerous lines.

AKALI BLINKS AT the query, dark hues squinting at the other as if to ask if that was a serious question. she pauses, a ghost of a smirk present on her features until it fades immediately.

❝ never, ❞ she begins, leaning back against a nearby wall, ❝ this outfit is well suited to my physique — there is no risk of such an event to occur. ❞

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

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hello, peeps!! i’m a new akali roleplayer and i would really love it if you guys could like or reblog this if you’re a league of legends roleplayer and willing to interact with me ??

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She was destruction given form and purpose. Hers was an elegant savagery.

Rachel Vincent, Menagerie  (via barecontact)

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tag dump !