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kayn.      ///      shadowhelmed.

      𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐍’𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘, 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 how his explanation could possibly be complicated for the Vastaya. As someone who’s spent nearly a decade in the Shadow Order, none of it is complicated to him—it is a piece of him, a part that he will not & cannot cut out. It comes to him naturally; envelops his form in curling tattoos & a corrupted flesh. But apparently, as Rakan looks to Kayn with supremely DISORIENTED eyes, Kayn’s explanation isn’t quite as good at his own comprehension.

      He sighs, squinting & lifting a hand to scratch at the back of his head. Rakan’s words tell him that he DEFINITELY doesn’t understand. Kayn’s hands gesture vaguely.        “ 𝑾𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆. 𝑰 … 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔—𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 … 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒊𝒕, 𝒕𝒐𝒐. ”        He pauses.        “ 𝑨𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒙𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒂𝒈𝒆. ”

              ❛     but you're already great,     aren't you   ?     ❜     there's no leaps in logic,     a desire to be great is one thing,     but already being great is another,     isn't it   ?     his thought is merely vocalized without prior thought,     serving as both an independent statement    &    a compliment from the heart.     doesn't everyone see it   ?     ❛     you think nobody sees it   ?     i think they do   !     ❜     a bit too enthusiastic in his approach,     limb comes up for a hand to rub at own chin inquisitively,     pondering,     wondering,     before declaring another charismatic statement.     ❛     you're the only guy that can catch up to me    &    kick my ass,     i'm sure that's worth something.     ❜

              ❛     listen,     if someone from this noxus place is giving you a hard time,     lemme deal with them.     ❜     cocky.     way too cocky,     for someone that knows naught of how fierce their warriors are,     he's only heard tales of it,     albeit marks it off as simple fear overtaking one's heart at their stature,     not their might.     they were all tall,     after all,     though that does not equate to being strong.     he thinks this as a tall person himself.     ❛     promise i can handle it without getting a scratch.     though,     if i did get scratched,     that'd be another scar,     which isn't necessarily a bad thing   !     ❜     it only serves to accentuate his beauty,     in his eyes.