[Vander had taken an apartment that had been offered as soon as his Shimmer high had run its course. He had discovered where Sevika, Silco, and Jinx were staying by virtue that they couldn't help themselves in the usual tells, so he had chosen a place well away and on an upper floor. After all, he could probably survive the fall if it came to the ambush eventually.
He had picked up a work out routine again, both because he had nothing better to do to fill the time and because he saw a lot of fighting in his future. He hadn't exactly let himself go, but he hadn't dedicated the same amount of efforts as when he had been a youth. It was time to change that and return to form now that it seemed that fighting for Runeterra was the goal. That and it cleared his head for planning his next moves.
He paused in his push-ups at a knock on the door. Warily, he rose and walked to the door, grasping the kitchen knife he left there and hid it behind his back as he slowly turned the handle and opened the door wide enough to be able to see who was there.
Caitlyn Kiramann? He blinked and opened the door wider to check if Jayce was with her as well. No, just here. She looked... nervous.
Automatically, he leaned his shoulder on the door and his smile was warm and meant to be contagious.] To what do I owe this pleasure, Caitlyn. Come in. [He opened the door wider by simply leaning back with it, allowing her entrance to his sparse apartment. It wasn't like he owned anything but a single set of clothing.]
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Date: 2025-01-12 04:39 pm (UTC)He had picked up a work out routine again, both because he had nothing better to do to fill the time and because he saw a lot of fighting in his future. He hadn't exactly let himself go, but he hadn't dedicated the same amount of efforts as when he had been a youth. It was time to change that and return to form now that it seemed that fighting for Runeterra was the goal. That and it cleared his head for planning his next moves.
He paused in his push-ups at a knock on the door. Warily, he rose and walked to the door, grasping the kitchen knife he left there and hid it behind his back as he slowly turned the handle and opened the door wide enough to be able to see who was there.
Caitlyn Kiramann? He blinked and opened the door wider to check if Jayce was with her as well. No, just here. She looked... nervous.
Automatically, he leaned his shoulder on the door and his smile was warm and meant to be contagious.] To what do I owe this pleasure, Caitlyn. Come in. [He opened the door wider by simply leaning back with it, allowing her entrance to his sparse apartment. It wasn't like he owned anything but a single set of clothing.]