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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 15/01/2025

/ you’re telling me, my first account here was @soundofzaun.bsky.social and it was hard to find a place among all the pre-established characters. it’s super worth it once you do, though!!! everyone here is lovely.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 15/01/2025

// your muse seems very neat—! i’m not amazingly active here, but i’d be more than happy to interact sometime. 💖

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 11/01/2025

𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 gets the feeling she’ll need to double the security detail on her product shipments for the ( foreseeable ) future.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

She didn't like tea, but it was the business drink of Piltover, so she suffered it all the same. ) How do you say...? '...bountiful decadence...' Regrettably, we made for incompatible business partners— And yet, even if you take after her in that respect, I would be pleased to entreat with you.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

at the statement. And gave a snicker.) Yes, well— your mother was a woman of focus. My own mother always said you Kirammans have a knack for composure. Misses Kiramman and I spoke on more than one occasion, but she had little taste for.. ( She brought her tea to her lips and took a ginger sip. ↓

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

( 𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚'𝐬 ivory digits, coursing with the products she sold, delicately traced circles around the brim of her cup as she watched Caitlyn. She hid her intentions well, but there was a part of her that was scrutinizing every bit of the Commander. Taking her measure. She nodded understandably ↓

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

( A look of genuine sympathy came across her face. Perhaps the only authenticity she would offer the Commander. ) I /am/ very sorry for your loss, might I add.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

( Finding her seat, Renata nodded unassumingly. ) I make the most of the company I have— And yet, I'm surprised you've ever heard of me at all. Your mother seldom did business with the likes of 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. But, she was ever the diligent woman. ↓

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

( 𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 let the slight gesture slide, it was far less inflammatory than most of Caitlyn's colleagues' reactions to her unmasking— and yet, there was no grotesque reveal when she did. Just a woman in her 40s (50s.) ) It is what you 𝙖𝙧𝙚, Miss Kiramman, regardless of what my kin may call you. ↓

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

(𝕼𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 as a cat, Renata is never one to shy away from politics with topside officials. Her silicon digits peeled the mask from her jaws— A believable smile playing on her lips.) Why of course—.ᐟ it would be foolish to turn down 𝙋𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

𝕮𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 and cohesion, 𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧— What's best for us all. ( A fabricated smile veiled behind her steaming mask. If she cannot have open war with the tyrant-city, Renata will settle for back-handed gestures of kindness. )

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

𝕲𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 is starting the New Year by carting dead Piltovans off Zaun's streets back to their rightful side of the bridge. A 'gesture of good will' to her sister-city. But more predominantly, she cannot stand the idea of Piltovan filth rotting in her home.

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𝙎𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝 @chembaronyordle.bsky.social · 23/11/2024

⠀ ── 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝙧𝙖𝙩 ⠀ ⠀ #ARCANERP / #MVRP / #LOLRP

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

𝕬 cohort of Herculean soldiers draped in lavender and black march towards the bridge. Possessed by their orders, they are dispatching Enforcers, unafraid to make a mess in doing so.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 01/01/2025

𝕰𝐚𝐫𝐬 perked at the unmistakable sound of gunfire— And she was just about to pour another glass. Dead Piltovans will have to do. A gesture to her troops down below, they're marching to retaliate.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

~𝕬𝐬 charming as it sounds to brush shoulders with her kin, Renata is keeping to the perch of her balcony, looking down on the city below while nursing a glass of Demacian wine. ꨄ

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

~𝕱𝐫𝐞𝐞 of commission, 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐜 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 security personnel shall man the streets tonight. A show of Zaunite due diligence— and strength. Cheers.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

"𝖄𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 too kind, dear— but that won't be necessary." For a metal hand, it was surprisingly warm, with lifelike tendencies. She allowed Felicia to lean on her as she needed, slowly walking her to her destination, decanter behind like a protective sentry. "Zaun should look after her own, hm—?"

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

❝ 𝕲𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐜 Industries is 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 flexible. ❞ She offers the man a polite nod, but she has already grown weary, being lectured on something she has decades of experience with. Her ivory and pink hand extended, ❝ 𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝕲𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐜. ❞ She politely introduced, snapping for her decanter's attention.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

❝ 𝕭𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 is not patient, darling. ❞ A grin tugged at the lips behind her mask, eyes diverting to the people around her. Defying his fashion or not, her marketing strategy made her one of the most domineering trading-features in Piltover & Zaun. She didn't mind being 'gawdy' to achieve it.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 nodded once more, her tone unwaveringly measured, almost diagnostic. "Good. We'll get you there." Her silicon fingers extended, offering a hand of silicon to the wounded women to take if she liked. Her other finger snapped, her floating machine decanter looming over her shoulder.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

❝ 𝖂𝐡𝐨 is to say a baroness can't have a little fun 𝙖𝙣𝙙 propagate her business at the same time? ❞ ( A disarming smile, silicon digits running down the frame of her decanter. )

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 let the jacket drape over Felicia’s shoulders, taking a quick survey of her wounds. The interior fabric was exquisite, soft and completely shielding from the Zaun cold. She looked back up to the woman and tilted her head, “Is your commute long?” She asked through her mask.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕮𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 now, dear. More of that, and I may offer my 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 more often.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

~𝕳𝐞𝐫 decanter is floating about, autonomously offering perfectly rolled, Glasc Industries-branded blunts. —Her ‘special strand.’ 💜

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕾𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 Piltover, 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 a little.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

“If I may?” Her arms extended the jacket out to the mother, a request to put it over her. It seemed ungodly expensive, and yet she didn’t seem to mind getting blood on it. —Wouldn’t be the first time.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕾𝐡𝐞 looked Felicia up and down with scrutinizing eyes— The gaze upon her features was somewhere between sympathetic and desensitized. “I would’ve liked to have seen that.” The words came rather matter-of-fact, and yet she slipped off her jacket and pinched it by the shoulders, ~

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

~𝕴𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐲 jacket over her shoulders, she’s on a late night stroll through the upper-crust of Zaun— a silent bruiser serving as her shadow.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

she gave chase, only to catch a glimpse of fleeing bottomfeeders retreating from their prey. Renata whispered an order to her bodyguard, who diligently obliged her request to pursue the attackers while she inquired with the woman, a solemn look falling over her lavender eyes. “Pity.” She sighed.

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❝𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑮𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑪.❞ @glascindustries.bsky.social · 31/12/2024

𝕽𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 was on the tail end of a late night saunter throughout the undercity, ivory jacket strewn over her shoulders, sleeves left unfilled, an elegantly dressed set of muscle serving as her shadow. The commotion was a loud one— something the baroness seldom tolerated. With a roll of her eyes, ~

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⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ “Lap Cat” Blue ⋆.˚ ☾⭒.˚ @blue-hellcat.bsky.social · 16/12/2024

𝔹𝕃𝕌𝔼 . . . . . . 𝔹𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕌𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 . . . . . . 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝟚𝟘𝕤 | ℕ𝕠𝕟-𝔹𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕪 | 𝕍𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪𝕒 . . . -ˏˋ⋆ ̥ 　 ̣̮ ̥ 　🔪 　 ̥ 　 ̣̮ ̥ ⋆ˊˎ- - 𝘓𝘪𝘵 \ 𝘌𝘹𝘱 - 𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 (𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘺) 𝘸\ 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘮 - 𝘈𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘦 \ 𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘔𝘝