
A CHEEKY grin was graced on the EXECUTIONER’S lips at the sight of his dear
blue paint brush-haired friend. A cackle left his vocals, giving the other a nice smack
on the back with leather-gloved hands.( Hopefully he left a mark since that was the plan )
Seeing him in Noxus s t i l l was nice. Yasuo always did have trouble staying in one
place. He was hell surprised the amount of times he even ran into the fucker along his
lonely road trips.