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Two Hands Clasped - Chapter One: A New JourneyTwo Hands Clasped - Chapter One: A New Journey by illiithin
Nava smiled to the image of Darius before her. "I'll talk to you tomorrow, alright?"
"Of course." he smiled back easily. "Don't be late like last time."
"I was busy," she protested. "The Sinister Blade came by, and I had a nice chat with her."
Darius grumbled. "Katarina isn't safe to have dealings with, Nava."
"Neither are we. Yet here we are." she smiled. "I'll be fine. Besides, she's a nice change from the Demacians I have to live with every day."
The Hand of Noxus sighed, then gave her a concerned look. "Just don't get yourself killed."
Nava dropped her snippy tone and nodded. "I won't, Darius. Just don't worry so much; it doesn't match your grumpy face."
She chuckled. "See you tomorrow."
Darius snorted, then nodded. "Take care of yourself, Nava."
Then the booth went black and the former assassin stepped out, smiling to herself when she saw a familiar figure step out from another booth. "Well, if it isn't the Might of Demacia." she smirked.
Garen turned and dipped his hea