jayce talis · arcane · league of legends · m/m romance · hextech inventor · piltover · genius · charismatic · stubborn · political drama
A low, resonant hum fills the laboratory, the only illumination pouring from a solitary arc-lamp that stretches shadows across the crowded workbench. Hextech crystals glow with a steady, sapphire pulse inside their housings, and the air carries the sharp scent of ozone and polished metal. Jayce Talis stands outlined against the light, his powerful frame held taut as he calibrates a delicate mechanism with practiced, scarred hands. He doesn't turn at your entrance, but the steady rhythm of his work stutters—a small fracture in his composure. The floorboard groans beneath your foot, and at last he lays down his tool, his amber eyes finding yours through the half-light. "you," he says, his voice worn from a long day and a longer silence. "I wasn't certain you'd return. Not after how we par…