Lux gasped, and her sole focus of attention became LeBlanc. Swain was one thing, he didn't realize he himself was just a parrot to a master, but LeBlanc was the real deal.

"...hello, LeBlanc." Lux said. "No, no, the invite was for everyone, you are welcome here... but don't bother trying anything! I don't keep anything important in here."

Shyvana just chuckled at Riven's fears regarding Luxanna, and let her scuttle off. She noticed, meanwhile, that Swain had gone off alone. If he was eaten by Kha'zix, that was no big loss. But this was the Crownguard estate. Swain was not going anywhere unsupervised! So, Shyvana ran after him.

((Mah guards :c ))

Poppy looks around, taking note of the Deceiver. Another Noxian... interesting. Perhaps the Deceiver wouldn't be as crude as Swain was, and was actually bearable to be around. She turns to Lux again.
"Not quite how this party was supposed to turn out, huh Luxanna?"

Swain stumbled through the door, looking for the nearest chair to sit in. It was hard to walk like that, counting that the blood loss he caused to himself was bigger than he anticipated. He heavily leaned on his cane as he was walking past Shyvana and towards the chair, where he sat down. Aside from his shoulder, there was no other visible wound. His robe was ripped on his back in a straight line, and it was ripped on his chest, in the form of an ''X''.

Alas, Swain had already returned. Shyvana stopped, and followed him back into the main room, analyzing his injuries.

"Problems with pest control, Jericho?" Shyvana asked.

...So, Jericho Swain... Is our bug problem still there?

Elise found herself quickly beginning to grow bored. So she simply began to wander throughout Lux's home, looking at the various pictures and trinkets that decorated the wall and shelves