(( k. let's set it up. ))
"I can hardly wait then... I can finally try out my newest toy in Noxus." She spoke, with a friendly familiarity. She was going to pick up the latest creation from the allies she had in Noxus- one that they promised would amplify her assault capabilities. She was pleased to know she could also try it as well.
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Meanwhile, in an underground workshop, somwhere in Noxus...
"It's done!" A female yordle techmaturge, Clank, exclaimed, wiping the grease off her chin as she removed the goggles. She looked at her creation as it was being lifted by chain by her fellows and placed into a storage unit. One of the mechanics immediately broke out Sinful Succulence Cupcakes, CrunchMunch biscuits and juice, and all the Yordles snacked happily.
Clank heads over to the staff lounge, where an eccentrically dressed mercenary slept, a few bottles of Graggy ice at his feet. Clank kicks him in the shins. "Drez!" She awoke him.
"Wha... what?" The Sky Screamer, the sky-boarding warrior, Drez, awoke with a start, head throbbing from his hangover. "It's done?" He asked, somehow maintaining cohesion.
"Yup! Now we just need to get it to the safehouse. The Noxians are coming soon, and they'll be asking why we took so long to just make them gunblades!"
"Yeah, I'll take care of it..." His skyboard, a menacing thing with blades and curves, slowly comes to life with a hiss. The garage door opens, and in the ever bustling Noxian city, Drez hops on and flies his package towards the safe house. The Yordles finished their snacks and begin dismantling the shop, bringing out the crates of gunblades they 'promised' to the Noxian army.