"Ask me what you wish, but do not waste my time. I have more important things to do than answer unnecessary questions."


((Independent RP/Ask Blog for Shen, The Eye of Twilight. NSFW compatible, multiship, Multiverse (within reason) and multiWEENIE

M!A: None))
ionian-storm
"Shen, I have a very important questions, what does it mean to have 'The Homo'"

"That depends Kennen. Homo is a prefix driving from ancient universal language, you’ll have to be more specific."

thetwilightshroud:

askshentheeyeoftwilight:

The moon did its best to offer what little lunar light it could through the dark clouds that obscured it during the night. Rain poured heavily, almost all sound being blocked out by the sheer downpour of water crashing against the earth, rock, and pools of water that were starting to form from flash floods.

Lightning flashed in the dark sky, revealing four men, one of them being the ninja himself. He stood, weapons drawn, golden eyes glaring at the opponents around him as the blood from his enemies and himself were slowly being washed away. Three ninja from the Order had surrounded him, their faces no longer holding deviant smiles. They lost enough men, this would be no glorious victory if they were to succeed.

The dark was their domain on this night, Shen knew this very well. The knife in his side was evident of that. Yet he did not hesitate to reach for the small blade and pull it out from his side, a blotch of blood following suit. He did not flinch, nor did he feel. He toss it aside to let it he swallowed in a puddle, waiting for their first move.

The ninja to the side struck first, attacking from the side while the second pour it’s shadow from a tree branch above. He parried and moved to the side quickly, moving to the third before he could react to the blade of a taichi that was now implanted deep within his throat. He pulled out, his gurgling cries of agony muffled by the rain and clashing of wet steel.

The other two used shadows to their advantages, sending out their clones from both sides. He stepped back, casting a shield before striking one out of existence. They found a chink in the outnumbered battle, a shadow popping out from the earth to strike at the back of his leg. He felt the blade sink in, falling to one knee and quickly rolling out of the way to dodge a leaping strike he could sense from behind.

The other ninja threw out a shuriken, easily deflected by his blade before throwing his own straight into the woman’s chest. She fell to the floor easily, the other frozen. He stared at Shen, the man bleeding on one knee, his eyes devoid of any emotion. The hunters had easily become prey to an alpha with years of experience. He stood there, staring at him, surprised by how Shen just knelt there and stared. His golden eyes glowed in the night, like the eyes of a mountain lion, or a powerful dragon, unstoppable no matter the odds.

His foot took one step back, not daring to become like his comrades. Sadly, the moment his back was turned, Shen rolled to a corpse, grabbing their hatchet before throwing it straight into the back of the man’s head.

Shen’s shoulders raised and fell slightly, this battle ALMOST pushing his limits. Lightening struck once more, to reveal the six corpses around him. These ninja, letting their pride and emotions getting the best of them, thinking they could easily kill him.

Shen started to get up, before a sharp pain in the back of his leg caused him to grunt, making him fall on his knees once more. He couldn’t get up and get moving, this was EXTREMELY bad. In this environment, and with it being this dark, the shadows were everywhere, he NEEDED to get moving. Somewhere that was safe.

He tried once more, but now he felt his energy leave him, and now he was on both of his knees. He tried to force his body up, but he couldn’t get his legs moving. His arms were held out to catch his fall, another flash of lightening to reveal the blood trickling through the current of the flash flood. He needed help, badly.

Shen had left both Akali and Kennen in charge of the temple before heading out into the night. It happened often enough that neither woman nor yordle had batted an eyelid, instead resuming the teachings and trainings for the disciples while Shen was gone. The trainee ninjas had gotten easily stuck into the routines, eager to showcase their improvement to their leader on his return.

But Shen had not returned.

Akali’s sense of the Balance - the sense that Shen grasped with such ease - was tenuous at best. After all, she was not the Eye, and didn’t have the innate talent to reach for such wide-stretching threads. Consequently it was a few days before she sensed that something might be wrong, and without wasting further time, left Kennen in charge of their brethren before heading out to find her comrade, first aid supplies in hand.

The shadows were dark and long, but the kunoichi wasn’t deterred one iota - she’d fought and executed similar demons. Driven only by the pressing need to find her companion, the ninja tracked Shen’s energy, a strong gold cord that wove through the trees. She was close enough now that she felt it falter, and immediately broke into a run, vaulting off branches noiselessly as she tracked down the source.

The clearing she halted in was one that was littered with at least half a dozen bodies. Scanning the scene, Akali immediately spotted her quarry - she flipped lightly off the branch, rushing to her friend’s side.

“Shen. I felt something…I- you’re-“ the woman cut herself off for a long moment. When she’d at last regained her composure, she said, her voice even, “How bad, and how long have you been here? Do you require assistance?”

Shen could feel another one coming. He was quick to ready his blades, muscles tensing at he sound of lightening striking the night once more. Though to hear Akali’s voice was truly a blessing. His body relaxed, weakened even as he slowly leaned onto her for support.

"I haven’t been here for long, don’t worry." He said, trying to speak over the pouring rain. Things were getting much harder to breath with how damp his mask was. It felt like water boarding. He pulled the mask off, getting in a few heavy breaths, hair disheveled in wet, messy locks.

A trail of blood washed away from his lips by the water still lingered slightly as he grabbed her shoulder. “I’ll be fine. I just need help getting up. I’ll be fine.” His body kept repeating itself. He would go through dangerous conditions, only to tell others that he would be fine. Though after the years he has lived, would he truly be just fine?

Moving his torso a bit reminded himself of another stabbing pain. A shuriken in his other side. Since when? He didn’t take a moment to stop and think, pulling out the weapon with a small grunt covered by the sound of thunder, as he tossed into a puddle. “We need to get going. Hide out in a cave, somewhere away from here and any patrols that would be coming.” He said, his breathing a little heavy.

The moon did its best to offer what little lunar light it could through the dark clouds that obscured it during the night. Rain poured heavily, almost all sound being blocked out by the sheer downpour of water crashing against the earth, rock, and pools of water that were starting to form from flash floods.

Lightning flashed in the dark sky, revealing four men, one of them being the ninja himself. He stood, weapons drawn, golden eyes glaring at the opponents around him as the blood from his enemies and himself were slowly being washed away. Three ninja from the Order had surrounded him, their faces no longer holding deviant smiles. They lost enough men, this would be no glorious victory if they were to succeed.

The dark was their domain on this night, Shen knew this very well. The knife in his side was evident of that. Yet he did not hesitate to reach for the small blade and pull it out from his side, a blotch of blood following suit. He did not flinch, nor did he feel. He toss it aside to let it he swallowed in a puddle, waiting for their first move.

The ninja to the side struck first, attacking from the side while the second pour it’s shadow from a tree branch above. He parried and moved to the side quickly, moving to the third before he could react to the blade of a taichi that was now implanted deep within his throat. He pulled out, his gurgling cries of agony muffled by the rain and clashing of wet steel.

The other two used shadows to their advantages, sending out their clones from both sides. He stepped back, casting a shield before striking one out of existence. They found a chink in the outnumbered battle, a shadow popping out from the earth to strike at the back of his leg. He felt the blade sink in, falling to one knee and quickly rolling out of the way to dodge a leaping strike he could sense from behind.

The other ninja threw out a shuriken, easily deflected by his blade before throwing his own straight into the woman’s chest. She fell to the floor easily, the other frozen. He stared at Shen, the man bleeding on one knee, his eyes devoid of any emotion. The hunters had easily become prey to an alpha with years of experience. He stood there, staring at him, surprised by how Shen just knelt there and stared. His golden eyes glowed in the night, like the eyes of a mountain lion, or a powerful dragon, unstoppable no matter the odds.

His foot took one step back, not daring to become like his comrades. Sadly, the moment his back was turned, Shen rolled to a corpse, grabbing their hatchet before throwing it straight into the back of the man’s head.

Shen’s shoulders raised and fell slightly, this battle ALMOST pushing his limits. Lightening struck once more, to reveal the six corpses around him. These ninja, letting their pride and emotions getting the best of them, thinking they could easily kill him.

Shen started to get up, before a sharp pain in the back of his leg caused him to grunt, making him fall on his knees once more. He couldn’t get up and get moving, this was EXTREMELY bad. In this environment, and with it being this dark, the shadows were everywhere, he NEEDED to get moving. Somewhere that was safe.

He tried once more, but now he felt his energy leave him, and now he was on both of his knees. He tried to force his body up, but he couldn’t get his legs moving. His arms were held out to catch his fall, another flash of lightening to reveal the blood trickling through the current of the flash flood. He needed help, badly.

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the-eye-of-twilight
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