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š—š—®š˜†š—°š—² š—§š—®š—¹š—¶š˜€ ([personal profile] hexcope) wrote in [community profile] etrayalogs 2025-02-06 06:50 am (UTC)

[He always wanted Viktor to have some of the spotlight. To share a position with him, at least in some regard. But for one reason or another, Viktor always refused. Jayce knows the cause as twofold; one, his illness, and two, how Viktor would be perceived. Piltover’s elite were the least accepting of any deviations from the conventional or obscenely wealthy. Viktor was neither, and as much as Jayce had been elevated as a lesser house by being in the spotlight, he was still for the most part, a Kiramman asset.

His ā€œhogging of gloryā€ still wasn’t enough to buy him the privilege he would need to ensure Viktor would go without judgement in social settings. They both knew it’s just the way things worked in Piltover. Viktor was sparing himself from the gossip articles and disparaging glances, and Jayce would use some of his natural charisma to handle getting the acceptance and funds they needed to pursue their dreams. It worked well enough. Until it didn’t. Until the constant attention started to chafe, and Viktor started to disappear more often, not just lurking in the shadows, but vanishing entirely.

There’s an unspoken conversation that happens when he catches Viktor’s look. He recognizes it, the silent thanks, and Jayce gives back a look of his own, a soft smile. He’d deal with a thousand irritating aristocrats if it meant Viktor could have his own peace of mind.

But Sevika didn’t get it. When she takes a step closer to point at Viktor, Jayce instinctively steps in front of him, as always the defender.
]

Do you actually want answers? Or do you just like the sound of your own voice when you’re tearing someone down?

[She doesn’t seem like she’s actually going to give them the time of day for this, as she gets through her accusations, and immediately starts to leave. Much like Silco, she’s not interested in hearing the other side of it. She just wants to get her frustration out, and fuck what they had to say in return, because it wouldn’t be good enough, would it?

So Jayce doesn’t argue back further, just lets her get it out and leave. She’s clearly more interested in losing her other arm in some sort of motorcycle-themed accident.

He waits until she’s gone, turning to Viktor to see how he's holding up.
]

She doesn’t know what she’s talking about.

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