𝑪𝑨𝑰𝑻𝑳𝒀𝑵.

She will be busy patrolling the city. Unless you're a normal citizen... If you need her, do not reach her.

She wants nothing to do with any of you this morning.

/ yall always distract me from sleep but I must rest 😂 goodnight. It's good to be back. Thank you for annoying the hell out of cait, it's always so much fun 😭💕

He's /not/. He's playing dirty. I've only ever used my sniper— the one you've created... to harm Violet. I don't know how he knows that...

Oh really? Then why were you sulking someone else knew?

a man in a green shirt is sitting on a couch eating a sandwich from a paper bag . ALT: a man in a green shirt is sitting on a couch eating a sandwich from a paper bag .

/ oh no yall really made camille I'm fine. Cait is fine. It's your enemy. Keep it together Caitlyn.

Doesn't even have a second to process the electric child's words before she's being kicked, gasp escaping her lips as she takes a step back.

"Not very eager to start a conversation are you?"

It's just a kid. Breathe in, Caitlyn.

I AM NOT into any of that! I don't even know how he knows what he's implying but it's not kinky, Jayce!

Besides.... I am certainly NOT telling you my kinks.

You're walking on /thin ice/ here. Disrespect me or Violet again and my rifle should be the least of your concerns.

WHAT.

Sighs, rubbing at her temple.

"I do not believe you understand any of the words you were hearing and even saying now, kid."

Excuse me?

( with a gentle snicker she lowers her hands down to her cheeks instead, squeezing them. )

They are /not/ adorable, you strangely amused miss... And it's difficult to remain annoyed when /you're/ this endearing.

....

I think I will pass... 🤨

No?? 💦

Do you even hear yourself sometimes?

👋

( Unable to hold back any longer, a chuckle can be heard as Caitlyn squirms in place but suspiciously fails to escape those arms. )

I'm beginning to suspect everything you do is to get a reaction out of me. Including annoying me.

Noted—

Jayce!

Perhaps it's something you should invest in.

“ When you've got talent, there's not such thing as ‘a lucky shot.’ “

I figured you would buy the cloth and make them yourself. With how creative you are... Are you telling me you do not create your own clothing?

( obnoxious sigh as she moves to cover Vi's eyes with her hands, hiding both the blinking and her own amused smile. )

Stop that. How old are you? 5?

Next you will attempt to give me a makeover?

With the way I see those crime lords dressing I'd argue you have far more options than in Piltover.

/ I need her badly. We were robbed.

You're the last person who should complain about funky colors and strange shapes, Jinx.

/ I know most people here for the arcane verse but *breathes in* camille...

( gaping stupidly. feeling horribly called out. How DARE her. )

I do /not/ blush.