Shout outs to NeonDarkness for erm... supporting Quinn x Talon. I should put on Wings and Miss Yaoi Hands and the rest them on as well then. Hmmm...

Talon groaned as Quinn shifted in his arms, mumbling something about Demacian cinnamon crumb-cakes. Her naked body pressed up against him underneath the sheets, giving him a warm sense of security he hadn't felt since, well, ever. Squinting at the sunlight somehow coming through his heavy drapes, his hands, almost unconsciously, ran up and down her body, relishing at the touch of her smooth skin.

"Quinn," Talon said quietly, his voice still hoarse from all of the moa- (Author:ahem),-speaking from last night. "Quinn," He repeated, shaking her a little this time. "You have to get up. You should go back to your room before someone finds out your gone."

"But its so warm here," Quinn muttered, her eyes still closed. Grinning, Talon pushed the blankets off of the , making the scout's eyes snap open and hands fly from his chest to strategically cover herself. "What are you doing? It's fucking freezing here! At least have the decency to stop staring!"

Talon chuckled at the scout's embarrassment. "Oh please, as if you have anything to hide from me. I've seen every inch of your perfect skin, as well as touched, and probably ki (Author: Ah-hem) I mean, you got up at least, so there's that. You want me to walk you back or something?"

"No, I just can't find my right hand glove." Quinn huffed in annoyance at herself. "Maybe we should go on a trip. You know, to Ionia or something. What do you think?"

"I'll consider it. It's behind you on the bedside table." Talon got up and pulled his armor over his head. "But I'll get back to you on that later. Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"

Quinn sighed, "All right, fine." She tiptoed up and kissed him on the lips."Merry Snowdown, Talon." Turning around she shut the door behind her. They had already exchanged gifts the night before, and so therefore, he had little to do today, except spending time with Katarina and that oaf Garen. Reaching for the doorknob, he noticed two small slips of paper under the door. He read the script on the first one:

GREETINGS FROM DC IN SHURIMA! MERRY SNOWDOWN TO YOU ALL!

The second slip was a photo, a recent invention from Piltover. It showed a dark stranger with a hood on, looking out at who-knows-what over the sand dune he was standing on. What caught his attention though, was the knife on his belt, with a barely discernible DC scratched out into it. "Well Quinn, let's go to Shurima."

YEAH BRUTHER! I totally did not insert a Follow the Wind reference in here. TALON AND QUINN FOR THE WIN(D)! Because of RUROUNI KENSHIN and TRINIMMORTAL, I have now come to love Yasuo. HEW!