Chapter 6 - Magic

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Ahri was squirming on top of the couch, which she was supposed to be sleeping on. Tesla was in the room assigned to him, after much struggle on Ahri's part. The two had an intense argument over who would sleep on the bed of the room Alma had given to Tesla. Of course, neither of them had the courage to use Alma's bed. Ahri wanted Tesla to sleep on the bed, and she on the couch, Tesla wanted the opposite. The woman simply lay down on the couch and said she wouldn't leave at all, so of course, the scientist lay down on the floor right there as a show of dominance. Ahri pretended not to care, but waited awake until the man fell asleep to take him unconscious to the goddamn bed.

Now she was red-faced and questioning herself about everything that had happened that day, after Alma's tragic death. Ahri would like to think that she would no longer cry for her, she had to always move forward, after all.

"Ahhh! Why, why?! Why did I tell him everything, why did I cry like a dumb baby in front of him?!” She screamed, her face buried in a pillow; a pillow that Nikola had brought for her.

"...Why…?" She had debated this in her mind before, the fact that she unconsciously opened up too much to the man, but she didn't think it was that bad until she dropped all her life trauma in his lap. While he hadn't said anything much to her regarding her past.

“I'm worse than the memories of that girl from a while ago…” The girl in question was completely in love with a guy, and all the memories were involved in that. “I’m worse than a human teenager!”

'He... didn't judge me, nor does he think I'm a monster,' She stared hard at the wall, while biting the pillow, 'And he said he would stay by my side...' Her face reddened again.  'Stupid…'

‘What a strange man. Did I just get lucky, or are all humans nice where he comes from?'

Then came another subject. He could say he was an extraterrestrial, and she would believe him.

From the dream she had spied, he was in a tournament, probably. Using a three meter armor against an emo who was only holding a staff; and the fight seemed even! The audience was huge, the largest concentration of people she had ever seen in her life, just to watch these two men fight. ‘Seriously, Nikola, who are you?’



The next morning Ahri woke up to a breakfast ready on the table, much to her delight. Tesla was pouting at her, which made her laugh.

“I think it's better if we leave early.” Tesla commented with his mouth full. Ahri glared at him.

"Right. Take everything you think is important, and shove it in the backpack before we leave.” Ahri got up and headed towards the bathroom. Tesla continued to eat; in his humble opinion, he was getting better at this science of cooking.

The man watched how her tails moved as she left.  Looking at the table, he placed a piece of bacon –he says it was bacon just because of its appearance, he didn't really think it came from pork– amidst the honey on his sugary pancake. And ate it. It was terrible; but he was happy to have tested it out.

Without anyone to talk to, Tesla's mind began to travel; of everything he had learned upon his arrival in Runeterra, he realized he had not yet expanded on one important thing in detail. These people did magic.

Of course, he was immensely unhappy with this proclamation, the problem was that this nonsense appeared in every book he leafed through.

All that was left to do was to see it in practice.

“AAAHRIIIIEEAAH!!!!!!!!” He calmly called.

"WHAT!?" He heard the sound of something falling, and then rushing footsteps. Ahri appeared in the hallway, looking around for any signs of danger, “W-What happened?” She stopped when she saw the man looking at her with a serious look.

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