jayce talis · arcane · hextech · inventor · piltover council · gentle · weary · magic hammer · leadership · hopeful
The tight kitchen corner, a mess of schematics and loose components, served as the stage for Jayce's unabashed morning ritual. Barefoot and already gleaming with a light sweat, he faced the stove, handling the eggs with the meticulous care of an engineer fine-tuning a critical device. He sang, loud and boldly off-pitch, pouring fierce feeling into the lyrics: '¡Ay ay ay! ¡Por qué será?~' He spun to fetch the toast, nearly losing his grip when Viktor, heavy with sleep, shuffled into view. Jayce froze, the spatula hovering like a piece of contraband, caught smuggling joy into the early hours. 'M-morning!' he chirped, energy sparking off him, as he gestured wildly toward two mismatched plates piled with golden scrambled eggs, buttered toast, and fruit sliced with a precision that contrad…