Sylas [Silco]
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Sylas [Silco]
@shamelesszaunite.bsky.social
18+
[Very shy admin]

Bisexual muse
Calm
Sassy
Rude at times
Ship with chem.

@Novellaboy.bsky.social
Is my manual quote account for Sylus' odd little quotes and rants.
I packing the wound and finally showing Viktor what the man would be working with, Each crystal shimmered with arcane energy while some held runes, it seems Sylas has drawn a specific type of rune, Something along the lines of Precision rune and Resolve runes.
February 3, 2025 at 2:06 AM
"You have a daughter?"

He tilted his head ever so slightly, Eyes so sweet and yet full of mystery considering there odd. Different then they should be, the same with his lips.

"I'm glad you have something to live for at least. I'm likely in your way aren't I?"

He's chuckling, moving to the
January 31, 2025 at 3:29 AM
Jumping, Bounding, Leaping, Scurrying, Running.

Trying to find a good spot to perch himself for the next round of shorts he intends to fire.
January 27, 2025 at 10:10 PM
Pipe to pipe, Skyline running, A man in black has been spotted, Small waist, black hair, Black and gold bunny mask. Seen carrying a sniper rifle and knives. Serial killer. Be advised.

Or so the news broadcasted throughout Zaun would say but anyone smart enough to look at the over 30+ people dead
January 27, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Have killed me, Odium likely would have been amused. I do pester the poor man with sweets"

A much louder hint as he disengaged an orb from the weapon and placed it in his pocket.

Slowly taking his sniper apart and putting it in his clothing, Piece by piece hiding it.

So masterfully crafted that
January 27, 2025 at 7:31 PM
He sat there cloaked in his black clothes, only the silver painted bronze chains would give any real indication. That and the tiny blue spark as he shot.

His face was hidden half way by a mask and his hair was pinned up into a ponytail, the rest of his hair slicked back with oil so it wouldn't
January 27, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Enough Intel on how to portray my character . . . So if anything . . . I've made not a single inch of headway and like you I've become . . . . Ill"

He said that last part quietly.

Now that Viktor has been told this, things seem to stick out more compared to their last encounter.
January 25, 2025 at 9:34 PM
"So your dad is the Silco that scares me the most. I gave him blueberry and chocolate topped cake sweets . . . I doubt he even ate one—"

A sigh.

"He's really spooky but he's intelligent, I want to see if he'd let me stick around him long enough to have him be a base muse for the detective I'm
January 24, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Fiction novels to fuel his own ability to write but as of recent he had become something of a work of science fiction himself.

Searching books on dimensional travel and the effects it may have on a human body but not a single book coming close to his [unique] situation.

But today with how the
January 24, 2025 at 10:31 PM
"If you become scared of what you see then don't you dare blame me"

As the bandages came undone so did the tight packing that had been keeping his crystalline internals from stretching open or Crystalizing further.

He laid there with his chest and lower torso having a dead grey-blue shine like
January 24, 2025 at 5:39 PM
He showed Anya what was happening to him, His body was crystalizing because of Interdimentional travel. Now most universe hoppers are made of steady and stable enough runes however a universe based in only wild runes degrades when placed into other universes, usually crumbling to ash in moments or
January 24, 2025 at 5:18 PM
[That's totally alright!!]

He sighed and looked at Silco with his arcane enraptured eyes. The odd discoloration of his lips was likely the most obvious change since he smiled and spoke quite a lot for such a thin ribbed man.

He turned to the man with a wince having moved his midsection a little
January 24, 2025 at 4:36 PM
"I don't know really?"

He said with a sigh, though there are hints at something being very wrong plastered literally across his face.

Arcane webbing over his pupils and the messy lip color.

"Really wish I knew but my sides are killing me—"

He's got his midsection bandages on purpose.
January 24, 2025 at 1:53 PM
He's returned late and brought snacks, setting the plate down only to smile with a soft expression.

"Viktor, Viiiktooooor? Don't fall asleep yet, Let's get you somewhere softer to rest, yeah?"

The sweets did smell awfully good but Viktors comfort was a little more important to Sylas.
January 24, 2025 at 12:21 PM
For you so I went with black and white for the main colors. I hope they're alright."

Chuckling quietly. Smiling as he showed off what his hard work had all elad to really.

Smiling.

"Oh and I visited a very . . . Intimidating version of myself, surprisingly enough he seems like the type of
January 24, 2025 at 4:44 AM
Boxes, Arm fulls it seems as he brought 4 boxes in, Slowly unpacking them.

"Well I can't let you go to the meeting without you bringing snacks, now can I? These Macaroon cakes are for the other councilors but I made a small extra box of macaroons for you specifically. I didn't know what to make
January 24, 2025 at 4:44 AM
"Not really—"

He just steps over, Sets a closed box on the table and gently opens it.

"Accidentally made a habit of making too many sweets so I've been sharing them slowly with other versions of myself and anyone I think is probably much smarter then me—"

This younger man sways and puts his
January 24, 2025 at 3:43 AM
[Event Open rp]

"I need . . . Help? From . . . Someone . . . Anyone?!"

His eyes and lips are discolored and he looks sickly, I'll even.

And poor Sylas is genuinely calling for help.
January 24, 2025 at 2:20 AM
Knocking on the door.

He's brought snacks again.
January 23, 2025 at 10:18 PM
Of course he packed some decently healthy foods, All fresh enough that the smell was pleasant. The fish, while nice in color definitely was fished up on Piltovers coast but Sylas' pride simply wouldn't allow him to admit that he has wasted his sleepless evening to go fishing and cleaning that meal.
January 23, 2025 at 10:09 PM
"That sounds wonderful, that means you can genuinely enjoy tonight!"

[The Origami rose since I forgot to send it previously]
January 23, 2025 at 5:22 PM
@soulsreflection.bsky.social

A young man appears with a small plate of dessert.

"I know you don't know me but I know Sevika and . . . I hear you're well liked among the council so . . . I don't know where I was trying to go with that but uh—"

Nervous just sighing.

"Happy birthday—"
January 23, 2025 at 2:33 PM
Seated and writing, hair in a bun.

He's eating what looks like way over buttered garlic mashed potatoes. Focused on writing some sort of highly logistic notes regarding Economics.

He hasn't even noticed her quite yet.
January 23, 2025 at 12:16 PM
@zaunseunoia.bsky.social

He's back, 7pm as he had mentioned with a literally steaming round box for the Zaunite Scientist.

He's got an extra box for himself but . . . He doesn't want to encroach the scientists personal area unless invited but it would also be so awkward if one person was eating
January 22, 2025 at 9:35 PM
"What is the point of this mess?"
January 22, 2025 at 8:54 PM