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A major reason as to why Fiora is so stuck up about perfectionism- the idea of one’s self always achieving the top, being the top, being flawless / perfect is something plenty of people tend to notice about her. She never settles for seconds, it’s the top or nothing, she doesn’t allow anything to be off. Every step of hers feels like she planned it in advance, every swing of a blade as precise && elegant, more than any other duelists could be. Fiora does it for a reason -

her Family, though slowly rising back in respect, are built by thin sticks.

Fiora is aware that the second she shows flaws, shows weakness or incapability of performing her duty, her name will be tainted once more - her family will be tainted once more. She cannot allow herself ( or her family for that matter ) to be seen as incompetent - incapable or weak. That is Fiora’s greatest nightmare, one she will draw every ounce of blood she can to prevent from becoming reality, no matter how ‘ unnecessary ’ people deem it.

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MUN VS MUSE

Got inspired by @knifefallcn ‘s use of this so I thought I might as well give it my own shot before I head to bed. 

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❛  Oh, Madame, Demacia is not fond of magics, by your looks alone, plenty would accuse you of being affiliated with magic, thus, it could get messy, to put it... simply,  ❜ the duelist replied with a small snark across her lips.

❛  These lands are my home, you are correct in that statement Madame,  ❜ she exclaims, hands being pressed firmly at her back, posture still as high && narrow, as usual for the duelist.

❛  && I could only figure as much that you are lost, not many people chose to walk these lands, especially so out in the open. You’re quite easy to spot, no offense Madame,  ❜ she said, one hand moving up to her chin, as if she was thinking of something

❛  I take it from your exclamation, you would wish to be pointed in a direction. Speak && I shall point you in the direction you desire to go.  ❜

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'Hmph. Your style isn't awful. Your weapon is. Come. I will make you something passable. Bring beer.'

The duelist felt insulted by his words, how dare someone speak so disrespectfully over her own rapier, let alone claim it is awful. The bladesmith of hers worked hard on designing each rapier of hers, not many that experience a duel with them get to tell the tale of its true sharpness. The duelists’ eyes seemed agitated - annoyed, this being sure had some guts to speak like that. However, she held her tongue back, before she said words that she could come to regret

❛  For your very bold claims, the weapon you smith better be capable of rivaling the divine,  monsieur.  ❜

@do-not-hug-me

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"So like... I've watched dueling for so, so, sooo long. I just, I just gotta ask, because I always felt like asking your ancestors would be so weird but I'm just... ah, y'know? Yeah, like that. But yeah, what's the point in dueling? Is it training with extra steps or do you just like stabbing people for glory? I can respect that. But honestly, I just, I just kinda wanna understand the bottom line, that's all!"

❛  Dueling is one of the more... elegant forms of combat, one that requires a lot of physical && psychological skills. It can’t really be fought with an axe or well - a hammer, weapons more appealing to ‘brutes’, people who use physical strength to conquer. It’s about fast, strategic movements, quick reactions && clever readings of your opponent, hence why swords or rapiers are the prevalent weapons in dueling, shorter, lightweight && easy to handle, yet still requiring so much skill to use it to its full capacity && potential. Sometimes, you can read your opponents’ attack before it is even launched - the second you do, you know you’ve won.  ❜

Fiora looked down at the Keeper

❛  I do not truly enjoy taking lives with dueling, let alone for glory. For me, duels to the death are only for crucial situations, though I always try to resolve in other, much less violent means.  ❜

@keeper-n0t-hero

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There are only rare situations in which Fiora doesn’t recognize people, especially those more known amongst Demacian nobles, or talked about to her by her family. As she watched the woman turn around to face her, there was only one thought that hit her mind

Oh good, a Crownguard.

The Crownguards were... not Fiora’s favorite people. Afterall she was almost forced into an arranged marriage with them, but even so, she holds no real resentment, at least, not much. She does not often if at all, speak with the members of the Crowguard family outside of noble purposes. Fiora never made an attempt to, nor did she truly wish.

However, seeing the response being a jab at her did not sit well with Fiora

❛  Bold words, Ms. Crownguard, yet still, you remain in the way  ❜ she responded with a slight huff. She spoke in a tone not too... friendly, if only because she was too burdened with thinking about the past. Though she truly has no ill will towards the high-marshal standing before her.

Holding the bouquet of flowers close to her chest with her hand, the other brushing some hair from her face, she looks the marshal dead in the eyes again.

❛  I only asked for you to step aside, as you can see, I have somewhere to be... which does make me wonder,  ❜ she replied, squinting her eyes at the marshal

❛  What reason do you have standing on this road?  ❜

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                                                          W h a t ?    

                                 Did you think you were worth my while?

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As evening slowly started to settle, Fiora finally got some time for herself. Running countless errands was getting more && more tiresome, especially with the lack of sleep she’s been getting.

She narrowed her eyes at the man crossing her path, raising one brow at him. A stranger to her for sure && certainly, he did not look like anyone she’s ever seen - or would want to know for that matter. She held her posture high, her arms botch behind her as she kept her stance, eying the man down. Perhaps it was the hat that made Fiora feel as if he was not someone there to do good, but she truly could not care less.

❛  Can I help you?  ❜ she asked in a tone not too interested.

@twstfate liked for a starter !!

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She took a deep, annoyed sigh as she wandered the streets of Piltover. Truly, the duelist was out off her luck. First, her hair-stylist cannot come to Demacia, so she has to personally travel to Piltover, only to discover he had moved his salon to a new location, one Fiora was not familiar with.

Truly if he did not do as good of a job as he does with the duelist’s hair, she would’ve ditched him long ago.

Finally, she came to a stop, she was not going to wander aimlessly to find his new location forever. Then, she spotted someone she could swear she’d seen before. She was no stranger to Piltover && she definitely knew who Piltovers most efficient upholder of the law was.

She did not even attempt to hide her annoyance as she approached the Sherrif, giving her a slight bow as she stood next to her

❛  Greetings, Sheriff, I have a question to ask of you,  ❜ she asked, her tone sounding as cold && annoyed as it could be ❛  I have found myself to be lost, would you happen to be aware of a new hair salon opening in town? The old one down that street has closed && my hairstylist was very rude to not inform me of that earlier. Could you point me in the right direction, if you happen to know it?  ❜

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It was not usual for Fiora to desire to head out into the land alone - after all, a stroll with her family is one of the only things she truly finds enjoyable anymore. However, today was a tiresome day for her && all she can do to calm her senses is to be alone, out in the land.

What she did not expect was to find someone... or perhaps something that surely is not from Demacia. Well, it needed not much guessing. She was intrigued && with a slight tug of her horse, she rode towards the stranger.

Hopping off her horse, she turned to face the mystery woman before her

❛  Greetings, stranger. I am Fiora of House Laurent,  ❜ she properly introduced herself  ❛  && you are certainly a stranger to these lands. What business do you have in this place?  ❜ 

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Missing those that are gone is a part of human nature, one that Fiora is very familiar with. Some may call it unjust to pay respects to a man that brought such shame to your family, but Fiora has no such thoughts about the man she called father - after all, she does not mourn his dishonorable actions - but mourns him for the memories he gave her. After all, no matter what he did, he was still her father.

She walked the road alone this year, she simply wished to visit him alone for once. Holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers - which she handpicked herself from her garden, she held her head high && her eyes narrow.

She only came to a stop once, when a woman stood before her, most likely unaware she was trying to pass her. Fiora cleared her throat

❛  Excuse me, Ma’am. I am trying to pass.  ❜ she requested of the woman, awaiting her response

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OKAY !! It’s been nice warming into the blog, so consider this a STARTER CALL from me !! Starters may be of a variety of lengths but I will try !! But I’ll keep the cap at like 5, so beware !

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Fiora, as well as her mother, have a passion for flowers. One of the most active activities Fiora && her mother share together is tending to their flowers. Their garden blossoms beautifully every season with countless flowers && herbs, some from lands far away, some from Demacia. Fiora && her mother both pride themselves in their flowers, as their garden is truly a sight to see, one of the main attractions of the house actually. Fiora && her mother love spending afternoons together in their garden, admiring the flowers && talking to each other. They both wish to have one of the best gardens in Demacia ( if not the world ) && both are in a constant interest in finding && adding new flowers into their garden.

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                                      you’ve got to be so  c o l d  to make it in this world

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The poro is examined! Is friend shaped! And soft! and warm! and petable. Is good! Are good things for a poro to be! It answers her questions by wiggling its paws cutely and chittering in a happy tone! Friend!

She laughs a bit at the poro, nicely putting it on her shoulder ❛  I guess since you’re so nice, you can come with me. I’ll get you something to snack on so you won’t starve out here,  ❜ - she said, slowly beginning to walk towards her manor.

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Is poro! Is snuggly. Is adorable ram creature! Gives snuggles! Is friend? Friend of poro?

She carefully picks up the poro, examining it closely ❛  && just how did you get here, little thing?  ❜ - she raised a brow, one finger gently petting it. She wondered how the little guy got so far, let alone on his own. Or maybe there were more, how could she know? Carefully petting the fluffy ram creature, she simply looked around ❛  Do you have any friends with you? Or did you come alone?  ❜ - she asked again, giving a slight chuckle ❛  Brave little ball of fur you are.  ❜

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❛❛ Go for the throat. ❜❜

The duelist huffed at the Oni standing before her ❛  Go for whatever is open, a true duelist knows exactly what mistakes to punish,  ❜ - she replies, looking down at her rapier ❛  Though your advice is solid  ❜ - raising her rapier up, still watching as light would reflect off of the blade in an almost blinding way.

The duelist once again brought her eyes to the Oni, a rather bold, almost bland expression on her face ❛  Tell me, have you ever used a blade? Or fought with one?  ❜ - she inquires, raising her brow ever so slightly at her.

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