The Night Is My Veil~ (Semi-Hiatus)
users online "Your eyes look so lovely... When they're wide with terror~" "Greetings summoners and champions alike. You've now entered the Widowmakers domain- no promises you'll get back out though~" ((RP and ask blog for Evelynn the Widowmaker from League of Legends~ <3)) M!A: None RP: CLOSED Main ship with blood-red-bastard <3 PLEASE READ RULES BEFORE ASKING ABOUT RP
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fromlightanddarkness wondered:
"Good evening madam. I do not believe we have met."

fromlightanddarkness:

ask-the-widowmaker:

fromlightanddarkness:

ask-the-widowmaker:

She turned and eyed the man a moment almost in thought before crossing her arms softly over her chest and shifting her weight idly to one leg.

"It doesn’t seem we have." She paused then to hold out a hand, her other arm still crossed patiently over her body. "I’m Evelynn the Widowmaker…. You are….?"

He would nod, and reach out his own hand to shake hers. His eyes looked her over out of curiosity. He had yet to meet another who had any similar features to his own.

"My name is Xander, Pleased to meet you."  He would reply, and let go of her hand. "I am curious though, why the title of Widowmaker?"

A quite Cheshire-like grin peeled across her lips at this question and it almost seemed like she was exaggerating each word to bare her slightly sharpened canines just a little more teasingly.

"It is quite the literal title. I am an assassin for hire, essentially." She shrugged calmly then. "As long as the reason is more than boredom or spite, I’ll kill just about anyone for the right price~"

"An assassin.?" A grin would creep up his face upon hearing her words. Assassins were a particular favorite of his to converse with, even work with. "I always had a particular admiration for Assassins. Their abilities are… artistic to say the least."

He would pause for a moment, a thought coming to mind. “I just might have a particular job for an assassin as yourself. I am sure that we can come to the right price~”

Her interest in this man seemed a bit more peeked after the word ‘artistic’ woven into speak of her work.

Finally, someone who got it!

Before now, she assumed Talon was the only other who held her same view points on the subject really to a T.

She tilted her head gently to one side at the mention of work however and she drew her hand back, crossing her arms gently over her chest then.

"Well I’ll warn you now that I am going to be one of your most expensive options out there…. But my work is guaranteed just as clean or sloppy as you want it to be." She flashed a rather proud looking grin then before adding; "Now then. What’s the job?"

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curatorofshurima wondered:
Nasus smiled softly as he saw the familiar face. He walked over with his sceptre lowered and placed in her hands a basket of pastries before continuing on his way.

curatorofshurima:

ask-the-widowmaker:

The woman was swift to turn and grab his arm as the random gift was placed in her hands. She turned to blink back at him when he would stop and tilted her head slightly to the right.

"…. What is this for?"

"I was unaware I needed a reason to give a gift." He said with a slight chuckle. "If I must then it is because I felt like giving to you a gift since I am familiar with you."

She slowly released his arm again but quirked a questioning brow at him return to his words.

"…. To the Widowmaker? I must say this isn’t exactly…. Normal for me."

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oren-the-arachnidan-brigand wondered:
Comes flying down from the ceiling and hugs her, "Hey Aunt Eve, ya have fun on your vacation?"

oren-the-arachnidan-brigand:

ask-the-widowmaker:

The woman jumped at first, only a moment ago minding her own business before the boy jumped her.

"Ah, oh hello Oren. It’s been a touch~"

"Sounds fun, hope you’re feeling better now that you’ve gotten that out of your system." He stood in front of her, "Guess what problem I developed while you were gone."

She set her hands on her hips then and raised a brow.

"I swear…. If it’s something your mothers are going to chew me out about- I wasn’t even here to blame this time."

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the-church-of-noxus wondered:
"...Your being rather loud..." He spoke as he heard the faint sound of high heels hitting against the stone floor.

the-church-of-noxus:

ask-the-widowmaker:

Evelynn didn’t miss a beat, still making her way down the hall as she moved to cross her arms then.

"Would you rather me run around this place barefoot?"

"…I would rather you not run… You are not a stranger here… People like you are always welcome…" He smiled to her, his voice as venomous as it was seductive.

Didn’t seem ll too phased by the tone used- after all, it was the same held in her own voice nine times out of ten.

"Well thank you then." She shifted a hand to pull up a mist-like effect of shadows about the bottoms of her shoes and stepped around him pointedly then, the sounds of her every step suddenly non existent.

"Better~?"

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card-master-twisted-fate wondered:
The news had been received all throughout the league. Twisted Fate was dead, finally done in by his rival Graves. It had been a year since his demise. And yet on the day of the harrowing, Eve received a letter: "Come to the shadow isles. Fate"

Evelynn had to have stared at the damn letter for days.

Was this some sick trick?

Since Fate’s death, Evelynn had quit the League entirely and became much more dark and animistic. Any sense of compassion and pity she held before seemed to vanish and if she held no contracts, she had began to simply kill for fun.

And oh how she loved the rush~

Now she receives a note claiming to be from the one man who actually meant something to her- the one living being in the universe who held the key to her sanity…. She would murder the man who pretended to be him….

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summonertruth wondered:
"Hello, miss Evelynn." Truth smiled softly underneath his mask.

summonertruth:

ask-the-widowmaker:

summonertruth:

ask-the-widowmaker:

The woman turned and smiled gently at the man with a single nod.

"Evening. It’s been a touch."

"Indeed it has. You’re looking as lovely as ever. If not, more so."

ask-the-widowmaker

The Widowmaker waved a hand almost dismissively at the man then.

"Oh shush you." She chuckled. "Always with the flattery."

He smiled as he met her eyes. “How have you been?”

"Oh, you know. Not horrid. Yourself?"

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fromlightanddarkness wondered:
"Good evening madam. I do not believe we have met."

fromlightanddarkness:

ask-the-widowmaker:

She turned and eyed the man a moment almost in thought before crossing her arms softly over her chest and shifting her weight idly to one leg.

"It doesn’t seem we have." She paused then to hold out a hand, her other arm still crossed patiently over her body. "I’m Evelynn the Widowmaker…. You are….?"

He would nod, and reach out his own hand to shake hers. His eyes looked her over out of curiosity. He had yet to meet another who had any similar features to his own.

"My name is Xander, Pleased to meet you."  He would reply, and let go of her hand. "I am curious though, why the title of Widowmaker?"

A quite Cheshire-like grin peeled across her lips at this question and it almost seemed like she was exaggerating each word to bare her slightly sharpened canines just a little more teasingly.

"It is quite the literal title. I am an assassin for hire, essentially." She shrugged calmly then. "As long as the reason is more than boredom or spite, I’ll kill just about anyone for the right price~"

posted 5 hours ago with 4 notes
curatorofshurima wondered:
Nasus smiled softly as he saw the familiar face. He walked over with his sceptre lowered and placed in her hands a basket of pastries before continuing on his way.

The woman was swift to turn and grab his arm as the random gift was placed in her hands. She turned to blink back at him when he would stop and tilted her head slightly to the right.

"…. What is this for?"

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