((All Ahri roleplayers went through this. You shall go through the same. Also, Rammus knows that word, but his vocabulary is... close to nonexistent.))
To think that Ahri's place would have a door is absurd, but it is exactly the case. The Armordillo, not knowing what a door stands for, powerballed it out of his view... but destroying it in the process.
But then, he saw...
He pointed with a paw at the tails then laid flat on them, on his belly, definitely enjoying their fluffiness. Ahri's tails are now Rammus' mattress of choice. He didn't stop to wonder if his action was uncalled for; if it's fluffy, it's fluffy, you lay and enjoy.
Though was immediately distracted when Rammus all but flopped onto one of her fluffy appendages. She didn't have the heart (to spare) to flip him off. Not to mention he was surprisingly heavy. "You could have at least asked for permission." Ahri said pointedly, nudging the Champion with her hand.
"Have Ah ever fought over a woman?" Twisted Fate scratched his chin with his free hand thinking of the answer. He hadn't done so with Eve or Sona. He wasn't exactly worried about any guy besides him getting near Eve, but when he was with Sona... "Why actually yes Ah have. Once when Graves n' Ah were still in cahoots. We acted like we were interested in the same woman n' got in a fight about it. Ah was beaten up pretty badly n' the woman told Graves to stop cause' she couldn't love such a violent man. Atleast that is his side of the story, but in all truth she fell fer' mah charms."
Twisted Fate chuckled a bit before moving onto his other story, "The other time was when Ah was a bouncer fer' pentakill n' one of the fans got a little too...enthralled with Sona. Ah think that'll be the only time Morde n' Ah acutally agree on somethin'."
"Oh? You... and the Maven?" She grinned. "Never would have guessed. I suppose a girl who can't answer to your silver tongue is one of a kind."