[Viktor can't really say he doesn't deserve this. Jayce vanishes and the memory dissolves around them, leaving him with little but a pounding headache and a pang of regret. He wants to stand by everything he just said--he thinks he has some counterarguments in response, too, given the fact that he's looking at what he's sure is a Hextech weapon, but Jayce doesn't offer him the chance. That should make him angry, but he can also tell that Jayce has been bottling this up for a long time, and that maybe he needs to say it. Maybe Viktor needs to hear it. He'd been so assured of his own trajectory, that he hadn't stopped to think about the consequences of what he was doing. Of the people he'd inevitably hurt, if something happened.
It's hard for him to admit, that he even has the capacity to hurt someone else in the way he seems to have, but Jayce, right now, is proof of that. Viktor's not sure he fully agrees with everything said in the heat of the moment, but at the very least he needs to let Jayce know that he's not about to give up.
He's not in the Horizon. That's fine, if a little annoying, simply because it's easier for him to make his way around the mindscape, rather than into the real world. When he can't find Jayce in the imagined forge, he starts checking all their real spaces in Cadens--the inn room, the workshop, the Academy quad. It's only after he exhausts their shared spaces that he realizes Jayce is probably somewhere that's only his.]
Hi.
[Making Viktor trudge all around Cadens to look for him is probably what he deserves, at this point, and he curses himself for not thinking to check the blacksmith's shop sooner, but he hopes, at the very least, it lets Jayce know that he's not about to give up easily. He stands in the entryway, not wanting to intrude too much in the event that Jayce actually doesn't want to deal with him, right now, and his voice is contrite.]
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Date: 2022-04-21 06:01 pm (UTC)[Viktor can't really say he doesn't deserve this. Jayce vanishes and the memory dissolves around them, leaving him with little but a pounding headache and a pang of regret. He wants to stand by everything he just said--he thinks he has some counterarguments in response, too, given the fact that he's looking at what he's sure is a Hextech weapon, but Jayce doesn't offer him the chance. That should make him angry, but he can also tell that Jayce has been bottling this up for a long time, and that maybe he needs to say it. Maybe Viktor needs to hear it. He'd been so assured of his own trajectory, that he hadn't stopped to think about the consequences of what he was doing. Of the people he'd inevitably hurt, if something happened.
It's hard for him to admit, that he even has the capacity to hurt someone else in the way he seems to have, but Jayce, right now, is proof of that. Viktor's not sure he fully agrees with everything said in the heat of the moment, but at the very least he needs to let Jayce know that he's not about to give up.
He's not in the Horizon. That's fine, if a little annoying, simply because it's easier for him to make his way around the mindscape, rather than into the real world. When he can't find Jayce in the imagined forge, he starts checking all their real spaces in Cadens--the inn room, the workshop, the Academy quad. It's only after he exhausts their shared spaces that he realizes Jayce is probably somewhere that's only his.]
Hi.
[Making Viktor trudge all around Cadens to look for him is probably what he deserves, at this point, and he curses himself for not thinking to check the blacksmith's shop sooner, but he hopes, at the very least, it lets Jayce know that he's not about to give up easily. He stands in the entryway, not wanting to intrude too much in the event that Jayce actually doesn't want to deal with him, right now, and his voice is contrite.]
Can we talk?