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Ruins, the forest and its magic.

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Ezreal slowly pushed his shoulders back, making his upper body come up, his left hand standing it up with support from his knee. He growled a little as he stood up, every individual muscle in his body cussing him out in different languages. His feet drug on back the way they had come in, figuring they too would end up finding their way back to the house. His hair was wet and dripping from droplets of rain combined with a small trace of sweat, a faint taste of salt entering his mouth as it slid off his face and onto his lips from time to time. His body seemed to limbering up slightly the more he walked, the lactic acids not able to hold on as the muscles pulled on each other, driving out the soreness little by little. His left hand came up, forcing his fingers through his hair, hesitating just faintly when pulling against knots. Mud which had been tainted with Ezreal's own blood clung to the back of his head, sliding off as he raked his fingers through it.

"Fuck me right..." He mumbled to himself, letting out a rough breath as he came into sight of where they had entered. His eyes looked down at his shirt, his left hand pulling on the severed threads around his chest, inspecting the scar which hadn't been there earlier that morning. He gave a faint frown, his eyes narrowing as the perfect, pink line across his chest almost emanated outwards, driving thoughts into his brain which he didn't even want to think about right now. His hand dropped and he closed his eyes for a few steps before looking up at the garden through the hole in the woods.

Ezreal emerged from the tree line, using his index finger to fling off the excess rain on his arms. He looked up as a staff member advanced to him, a confused look on their face. "Mr. Ezreal!" He heard them say, noting the guy was probably about 10 years older than him, if not more, "Sir are you alright...?" The guy asked, Ezreal just nodding and giving a half hearted grin. "Just get me to my room please." the guy seemed to hesitate, staring at his shirt for a split second before coming back to reality, "Er, sure." He motioned for another male to come take Ezreal to his room, the twenty year old feeling like he could pass out at any given moment when given the green flag. "Do you need help walking sir...?" the guy asked, Ezreal shaking his head as his eye lids dipped for a moment, "Na, man..." His words were slow to come out, the younger man grabbing Ezreal's wrist and ducking under his arm, allowing Ezreal to put some of his weight on him. Ezreal cussed under his breath, "Sorry, got a little out there for a second." He mumbled the words, shaking his head and slapping himself on the cheek a couple of times.

He pulled himself off the guy after a small amount of resistance, "Lets go." He said, taking in a breath and letting it out quickly, his eyes turning and landing on someone who was quite familiar... The name finally popping into his head, "ELISE!" he finally let out, ducking his head and slowly making his way up to where she was at, grunting a little as he finally made it. "Hey," He started, taking a look at her before speaking again, "What happened to you out there...?" He asked, a visibly concerned look on his face, a trace of the same lurking in his voice.