#eden scheming... as usual! KJBSDCSD

[edensbite]

@futureforged | starter call

eden moves through shadow with a huntress's ease, footsteps feather-light and silent upon stone. it's a habit she's never been able to unwind her fingers from, but she supposes it's better to play in caution and stealth with sharply keen eyes than to traverse the realm unaware of the wolves cowering within the flock. most especially on a day like today — progress day. though typically uneventful and dreadfully safe from danger, eden isn't so naive as to think that prying eyes from different corners of the city and the realm aren't watching. she might have been a long-time resident of piltover ( albeit, not a native one ), but she's here for similar reasons of her own. being the owner of the illustrious eden's bite, she comes by a plethora of information from above and below, and she likes to keep herself aware of piltover's finest, both militants and inventors alike.

she's busied herself with one of the inventors. tall — much taller than she is, at that — and criminally handsome, eden doesn't bother hiding the open admiration dawning in her pale pink eyes as she bats her eyelashes up at him. a honeyed smile slips over her lips, twisting at the corners of her mouth.

" sooooooooooooo, what do you think? " eden presses, eyes large and pleading with brows knitting together. her lower lip pushes into the slightest of pouts as she holds her intertwined hands against a cheek. " it's about time i invest a little more into the city and its brightest minds, " she continues, lowering her hands back down to her sides. " it can't be easy putting in all that work. does it even pay? no offense, i mean! i'd just be happy to help fund your research. " sticking out a hand, she extends it to him, using the other to toss a cascade of ink-black hair over her shoulder. " eden, of eden's bite, of course. a pleasure to meet me, i know! "