MOON OF THE CRUSTED SNOW BY WAUBGESHIG RICE (2018) SENTENCE STARTERS
it’s so quiet in here.
how was it out there?
you hungry?
you should go to bed.
don’t worry about it.
i had a dream last night.
should’ve never taught you how to shoot a gun.
jesus, it’s freezing in here.
what the hell is that?
we’ll all have a good laugh about this later.
that’s easy for you to say.
there’s something seriously fucked up going on out there.
i had a really weird dream.
you guys are acting like the world is ending.
everything’s fucked up.
will we be okay?
it feels like the end of the world.
we’ll figure this out.
what are you doing here?
sorry, i didn’t catch your name.
cut the bullshit, man.
i don’t trust them.
what’s that you got there?
what you see it what you get.
you just have to believe me.
i’m here to help.
let’s get to know each other, then.
i’d say these are desperate times.
that’s bullshit and you know it.
well, nice to see you, too.
i don’t have time for your bullshit.
be safe. i love you.
you didn’t have to shoot them.
i was protecting us.
everything okay down there?
sometimes all we got is laughter.
what’s on the menu today?
what are you running from?
you’re a fucking murderer.
calm the fuck down.
" But you want to name him Ludacris . . . Baby , there are some boundaries . "
"Baby... Baby, I love you, but you CANNOT name the child."
" I let you name the first one, you PROMISED you'd let me name the second one, dammit. "
half-beast-bastard:
“Arak, eh?” He asked. He made a loud, but brief, whistle, and a man in fine attire rushed over, looking up at Sett with wide eyes, only to meet Sett’s specialty grin, showing off his devastatingly sharp fangs.
“Get the girl a glass of Arak, halved.” He ordered, “And get me a Bilgewater Blood Rum.”
The man nodded and rushed off, and he turned his attention to Taliyah once again.
“Now, tell me… Why Ionia? Why come so far from your homeland?” He wouldn’t lie.. even he got curious about the few people who proved themselves to be exceptionally different.
Taliyah stayed unwavering through the loud whistle , more interested on what this guy was up to . Most hardly give her a second glance if she was in Ionian fashion , which she is , so what’s his deal ? Is Sett as curious as her ?
As the man walked off , Taliyah gave him a quick “ Thank you ” before responding to The Boss .
“ Simple . My master is here . I traveled quite a bit to find someone to teach me when I was sixteen , and I finally found a man who could do it . Yes , he may be a drunk , but he was the best I had . Shurima’s needs separated us , and I left to fight the corrupted ascended , Xerath . However , I’m still not all that stable . ”
Her hazel eyes glanced from side to side before standing on her tip toes , a mischievous glint in her eyes . “ Keep it between you and me , but the emperor Azir looks more like a glorified chicken than a leader . ” She whispered playfully .
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It wasn’t like this was the safest place in the world--In fact, quite the opposite, unless someone had Sett’s heavy hand resting upon their shoulder, and he wanted to make sure they were safe. Then even Jarvan Lightshield the Fourth, with his closest confidant and bodyguard beside him wouldn’t be half as safe as the one beside the infamous Half-beast.
And as he set his hand on her shoulder, a heavy weight, but not crushing, she was put right on that list. Until he decided otherwise, at least.
“Eh, it’s not an Ionian thing. And don’t worry too much, doll. It’s more of an... acquired taste.” He grinned, leaning forward a bit, hunching to lessen the size difference, at least somewhat.
“Don’t worry ‘bout that. What’s a little scrap of a thing like you doing here? Get caught by the wrong person, and you’ll end up in the cart. Unless you have a trick up your sleeve...”
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Are we just going to ignore how beautiful Taliyah looks in The Climb? Like, oh god
Only thing I don't like is that she's still sixteen in those. According to lore, she's in her early to mid twenties— WHICH is why I draw her with longer hair. I think the way I draw her makes her look older, but I'm not the judge of that
Maybe we can get a look at what Tali looks now from Riot. Probably not, but I mean, at least we can imagine
What would she look like when she's married? Taliyah returned to Shurima, so she's probably back at her tribe. What do they do when a woman is married? I've heard of their hair finally being cut or being braided- maybe it's adding more lines to her dress. Maybe it's a new color scheme...
Does she have a lover in Shurima? Is it a dude or a gal? Neither? AaA I need to PLOT
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You avoid corners and doorways - do you know why? Have you looked inwards recently? Do you understand what is happening there?
Your mind is muddled and dusty, a mirror you haven’t been able to clean properly. Smudging the nervousness just leaves streaks on the glass, which makes your face harder to see, which makes you nervous.
What are you nervous of, darling? What keeps you up at night? Why haven’t you confronted it? Do you know what it is? Can you answer my questions? Are they making you nervous? Am I frightening you?
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This . . . was definitely strange . His explanation made Taliyah's blood run cold . An arena ? She had heard of it , but she thought it was only something silly her mom had made up to get her to stop playing so rough . Granted , that didn't work , but . . .
Taliyah was brought out of her thoughts when a sudden hand gripped her shoulder . It was large and rough , something she definitely wasn't used to . The shuriman stiffened at the contact , though didn't open her mouth for refusal . In fact , she feared refusing the general . Who knew what a man like Swain could do ?
" N - No . . . I haven't visited a city under the rule of Noxus . I grew up in a tribe that was always on the move , though I did encounter people from there . If I'm to be honest , they seemed almost . . . Miserable . " Taliyah answered his question lightly , eyeing the city . It was dark , in her opinion . Crowded and full of blacks , reds , and dark blues . Dangerous eyes followed the pair , one reason being because of Swain , the second because of Taliyah's bright clothing . Places like this always made her stick out like a sore thumb . " Do people know how to be subtle ? "
The realization was evident in her eyes, the earth colored irises widening in recognition. “The pleasure is all mine, miss Taliyah” Swain replied smoothly, quieting down to listen to the girl’s explanation.
An ideological approach to answering was the Shuriman’s choice. He’d reply in kind. “Some of our customs are brash” The general admitted to the girl. “But violence is universal language. We try to limit the use of violence to battlefield or arena. Should someone start practicing excessive violence outside those theaters… We offer them a choice. To serve in penal legion and take their tendencies to battlefield, or to the arena where our champion Draven will educate them on the wielding of such violence for amusement’s sake” He offered her a chilling smile at the end of this explanation.
Stepping beside her, his hand closed around her shoulder, turning to young woman to walk with him, the two heading deeper into the city of Noxus Prime. “Have you visited the Noxian cities in Shurima? Tell me, how are they nowdays?” He asked in conversational tone, as the two began making their way deeper into the city.