dusty rose//arcane/league of legends/fem OC

Chapter nine- stitches

Onyx's POV:
"Ouch!"
"Hold still."
"Easy to say, you're not in great pain."
"Aw come on, just a few stitches."

Remind me to never ever let Vi patch me up again. In my entire life. I thought, feeling a harsh burn in my shoulder.

"See, wasn't a big deal right?" Vi smiled at me.
I shot her a 'are you fucking kidding me' glare and sighed.

"You could have at least warned me, you're gonna pour alcohol over my wound. Thanks." I complained, taking a look at my patched up shoulder.

"Warnings? You're all tough now. Running around and stabbing random persons.." vi joked.

"Hey! I wasn't stabbing randomly, I protected Pow-"
"I know." Vi cut me off. "You're keeping her safe, thanks for that."

My eyes widened. "Why are you thanking me? I'm not doing it for you.." Vi chuckled at my retort, but remained serious again. "I know, can you do something for me?"

I eyed her curiously. What could I possibly do for her?

Vi took a wet fabric and cleaned the scratch on my forehead. "Promise me, you will always keep an eye on her, whatever happens, no matter if with or without me."

I gulped. She's all serious. I know better than to ask her about it now. I trust her.

I looked determined in her grey eyes. "Pinky promise." Our pinkies sealing the promise, Vi smirked softly, placing a small band aid on my scratch.

"Thanks Vi." I stood up from my bed and walked towards the stairs, stopping halfway, running back to Vi, hugging her. She chuckled, hugging me back. I let go and waved, before rushing up the stairs, closing the door behind me.

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Next day: topside

"You have to believe me I didn't do this." the black haired guy begged.
"Relax kid. We know it was a break in but it doesn't explain this." Grayson pointed at the ruin of apartment. "There's a lot of restricted items here and I don't see any permits. You wanna tell me how you got them?"

"Hey hey! Careful please!" Jayce warned the enforcer who looked harshly through his stuff.

"I believe someone should have said that earlier." A sick looking (hot) scientist came to word. "What happened here?"

Jayce sighed. "Science, I guess?"
"Last time I checked science didn't require illegal equipment." Grayson stated.

"Nor was this approved by the academy. Who authorized your research?" Viktor questioned further, steeping closer to Jayce.

"It was an independent study. Who are you anyway??"

"I'm assistant to the Dean of the academy, who it may serve you to remember is also the head of the council."
"I'm supposed to removed anything dangerous, which includes, you actually."

"What? How am I dangerous?!" Jayce exclaimed shocked. "That's for the council to decide." Grayson pulled out hand cuffs.

(Skipping the Dialogue between Jayce and Heimerdinger cause it's boring.)
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Onyx's POV:
Hmm yea that looks cool...I examined my little work. I had 5 knifes around me, laying on the floor. I sat in the middle, tinkering and playing with them. My two main knifes, had a straight, silver, edgy blade with a little carved in rose. Everyone knows it's mine, if there's a rose carved in.
The handles consisted of beautiful white and black fabrics, crossed around it, making the grip softer.