League of Legends: Stories

Perks (Lux x Miss Fortune)

Perks

Miss Fortune sighed, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she walked out of the summoning chamber, hips swaying invitingly. She had just finished a 3v3 match and she felt a tad bit exhausted, despite the fact that it's only two o'clock in the afternoon. She contemplated for a moment if she should get some late lunch, since she hadn't eaten anything ever since she woke up.

Grumble!

It wasn't a loud grumble, but it still notified her that she needed something to eat. And so, she made her way to the mess hall to get herself some nourishments. Once she got there, she scanned the room, auditing the whole area with one quick sweep of her line of vision.

"Over here!"

Her head instantly turned to whoever had called out, and there, she found Ahri, sitting at one table with a few other champions. She made her way to the fox lady, snatching a bowl of salad from an oblivious summoner she passed on her way to her little destination. With her usual smirk present on her pouty lips, she joined Ahri's table, occupying the vacant spot at Soraka's right.

"Ladies," She greeted generally, casually stealing Ahri's unused fork across her. She was just about to get a forkful of salad, when she noticed someone new to the table. "Why, hello, Illaoi."

The Kraken Priestess, who was speaking to Nidalee, looked away from her conversation partner and turned to her.

"Sarah," Illaoi acknowledged.

"Why is she here?" She asked shamelessly, pointing her fork at the woman.

"What's wrong with her being here?" Riven asked while she picked on her fruit salad.

"Oh, no, nothing, actually. I was just curious."

"Enough about that," Ahri decided to speak. The fox reached forward and took both of her hands, causing her to drop her fork onto the table. "How many within the week?"

She smirked, looking rather proud. "Three."

"What are you two talking about now?" Riven questioned, causing every one of their tablemate to look at their direction. "And, can I know why Ahri is wearing a blonde wig and sunglasses?"

Just like what Riven had just asked, Ahri currently donned her Popstar outfit's blonde wig and currently wore circular black sunglasses that covered at least half of her face, which are details that Sarah had just noticed now.

"Why are you wearing those two things?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Hey, I asked first." Riven honestly sounded like a child when she had said that.

"Well," Ahri leaned back and let go of Sarah's hands. "Sarah and I made a bet on who can bed the most champions in one week."

"In summary, the bet is about who's the 'sluttiest' between you two?" Nidalee bluntly asked, making Soraka and Riven snicker.

"That's... one way of putting it." Ahri said with a shrug.

"You didn't have to make it sound so unbecoming." Sarah muttered before turning the attention back to Ahri. "That still doesn't explain why you're wearing that stupid get-up of yours."

"Oh, it's a disguise."

"For what?" Soraka, Nidalee, Illaoi and Riven asked in unison.

"Katarina caught me attempting to seduce a champion that was... apparently hers."

"You mean, Garen?"

"No," Ahri made a face. "Why do all people assume they're together?"

Soraka opened her mouth to answer the question, but...