But… I’m not black.
You summoners could say I look like I’m from a country called ‘India’.
((gg this blog is ridiculously neglected
no re))
I am doing very well, thank you.
Swain’s rise definitely concerns me, Shen. He has never shown good will toward Ionia, and now that he has guaranteed followers who will not question his leadership, Noxus is a more dangerous force than ever. Due to the size of Ionia we do not have the room for a standing force to match, and we are forced to rely on surprise and foreign tactics to catch the Noxians off guard. A second war may not bode as well for us unless Demacia or her allies aid us.
((Karma in some more traditional Indian clothing to match her heritage. A concept for mafiaverse Karma.))
((Random Yandere Karma speak))
With a tryst such as ours, Darius, I need to know I can trust you. You may keep your allegiance to Noxus, as I will keep mine to Ionia, but I must know that you will never betray me. I must have your unfaltering word. I must be able to sleep at night knowing that you will never betray our secrets here to your country, even if it meant turning the tides.
After all, what is a relationship without trust?
((Alternatively: ‘this is when darius began to largely regret having a relationship with an asian woman he met online through a bunch of men in purple robes’))
“Quite good, actually! Things have been calm lately, I’m enjoying it.” He takes a sip of the tea, regardless of the temperature or taste. He then adds a few sugar cubes, letting them dissolve before taking another. “And I hope you have been doing good, as well?”
“Oh yes.” Karma watched her tea idly, the blend was unfamiliar to her and she was still deciding if she liked it. She had to agree, it was very calm as late. “I have been doing very well. Not much going on in Ionia of late.” Karma chuckled softly, “Though, Irelia would be having a cow right now looking for me if I hadn’t let her know I was leaving.”
(Source: asktheduchess)
“Interesting,” He muses, finally finding a comfortable position. He glances up at her, half smiling, admittedly a little embarrassed at his struggle with the chair. “I hope it suits your fancy.”It doesn’t long for their tea to arrive. The woman presents it from a large silver plate, setting down each piece of ceramic on the table. She pours each of them a starting cup, leaving the teapot in the center of the table. “Please let me know if you need anything. Enjoy.”
Karma smiled at Darius’s predicament before quietly thanking the server and picking up the cup gingerly. She inhaled deeply, assessing the tea. With slight calculation, she spooned a small amount of sugar into her tea and added a roughly a tablespoon of the cream with it. “So, how have you been lately, Darius?” She asked while stirring her tea.
(Source: asktheduchess)