Good Luck
Champions and summoners bustled along the mess hall, minding their own businesses and conversing with each other casually. The League's latest season had finally ended and the champions were now savouring their whole week off given by the Institute. Some are already packing to return to their homelands, some are making plans for the week and some are conversing about the fist-fight that had commenced between a few champions an hour ago.
As expected, the rumble was started because of the Noxians and Demacians. Other faction members just intervened before it could get any worse. The fight was stopped, but not without injuring a few champions here and there.
Now, Demacians and Noxians are sitting on tables far from one another, glaring at each other across the room.
Meanwhile, at the table found at one of the corners of the dining area, a lone Lunari can be seen, quietly enjoying her tray of food.
Diana, using the steel fork she has in hand, rolled the small green pea around her plate, playing with it absent-mindedly. She silently listened in to the random chatters from the summoners at the neighboring table, their words entering one ear and exiting through the other.
She isn't really known to be active in socializing with people. She admits, she doesn't even have anyone in the Institute who she considers a friend.
Well, she did consider one certain champion a friend. In the past, of course.
Presently, she and this said champion have never interacted again. Last time she had spoken to her, she wasn't the Chosen of the Moon yet. After she had murdered the elders, all she could remember was the dark gold eyes that looked at her in horror that night. It's the same eyes that haunted her every time she closed her own.
"Scorn of the Moon,"
It's the same eyes that she's looking at right now.
"Leona." She snarled almost immediately, hands clenching into fists.
Confusion flashed in Leona's eyes.
"Leona?"
Diana blinked.
She nearly jumped back when she saw the person in front of her change from the Radiant Dawn to the Fist of Shadow. The once gold eyes were now obsidian black, which is the eye color of the Kinkou Ninja.
Akali decided to not wait for Diana to say anything else. Instead, she pulled out a folded paper from behind her and offered it to the Lunari, who stared at it in return.
"The Radiant Dawn had left this at the Infirmary after the Starchild and I had treated her."
"Why are you giving it to me, then?" She questioned, not seeing the unspoken reason why Akali is giving her the paper.
"Your name is written inside it."
Diana's gaze flickered up to the Ionian before it landed back on the folded parchment. It took a few seconds, but Diana managed to bring herself to take the item from Akali, who excused herself as soon as the paper left her grasp.
Her full attention was focused on the paper she held, gaze running over the handwritten name over it. Leona's name, it was scribbled on top of it by none other than Diana herself.
"It can't be..." She whispered in disbelief.
A whirl of emotions swirled within her. Fear, anxiety, anger and many more. The paper she's currently holding, it's the letter she had given Leona the day before the Radiant Dawn left to represent Mount Targon in the League of Legends. It's also the day before she had killed the Solari elders.
Diana still couldn't believe that Leona had kept it. All these days, weeks, months... It was surreal. Why would Leona keep it?
With mildly quivering hands, she unfolded the paper and read the words she had written.
Leona,
I've finally gathered enough courage to bring my findings to the elders. Hopefully, they see my point and give my theory a chance.
I wish you were here with me, here to see everything I'll accomplish, because I wouldn't have been able to achieve this without your help.
You're probably at the Institute by the time you're reading this and I wish you luck to your matches in the Fields of Justice. I'm already looking forward for our stargazing when you get back.
Again, good luck!
- Diana
The paper isn't as smooth as it once was. It's quite obvious that it had seen better days. Leona had kept it that long, and it utterly confused Diana.
There's only one explanation how it was left in the Infirmary. Leona had probably dropped it during an examination or something of that sort. Still though, that doesn't explain why Leona is carrying something so... worthless with her.
Food forgotten, Diana got up, grabbed her scythe and left her table, not bothering in disposing of her leftovers properly. She swiftly weaved through the people until she reached the exit, walking out of the mess hall without much difficulty.
One hand held the letter, the other holding her weapon. She walked down the hall with a preoccupied mind, searching her brain for any possible reasons why Leona still has the letter. Diana had expected the Solari to actually burn the letter, throw it away, dispose of it.
"Have you two seen it?"
Diana halted her steps, her mind registering her surroundings. She was just about to turn around a corner, but an awfully familiar voice that entered her hearing stopped her in proceeding. Instead of going ahead, she pressed her back against the wall and peered around the corner.
First things she saw was a redheaded female clad in leather with sheathed blades practically decorating her whole body and a white haired female with a familiar navy blue cape and the well-known Avarosan bow.
In front of these two champions is the one and only Chosen of the Sun, the Radiant Dawn, the person Diana has been thinking about for the past few minutes.
"What's so special about a piece of paper anyway?" Katarina asked, sounding annoyed.
Ashe's words and tone contradicted the Noxian's. "We'll keep an eye out for it, Leona. In the mean time, I suggest you retrace your steps, check the places where you may have dropped it."
Leona sported a troubled look, making it plainly obvious to anyone that looked at her that she's bothered by something.
"Have you checked the Infirmary?" Ashe asked. "Maybe you left it there when Akali had examined you."
A look of realization crossed Leona's face. "You're, you're right! I forgot about that."
"Seriously though," Katarina cut back in. "What's so special about a stupid paper?"
"Someone special gave it to me," Leona answered. "I don't know what I'll do if I don't find it."
"You better hurry, then. From what I know, the cleaning crew had already started their rounds in the Institute." Ashe informed the Solari.
