The (not so) Secret Base of Veigar.

Outside

Delphine watched as Core entered the building, nodding in his direction and softly muttering.

"Yep. Until next time..."

She motions for the squad of scouts to move out, and they swiftly oblige. At the second sound of thunder she was picking up the cloak and book, chuckling a little to herself. She'd never thought that hextechnology like this would've been put to use outside the city. After wrapping the book in the cloak, the Bandle official hurries off in the direction of the city, knowing that by this point all seven of her men were on their way back to the city, the first two probably already there. Rain softly began to drizzle around her, making her quicken her pace. Stay safe, Core... I know you will.

Thunder boomed loudly as rain began to pour outside."I want to know because I want to help you in return...and I know you can make me stronger by teaching me some of your art."

Core rested his left arm on the desk, showing his weapon to Veigar. "This weapon can only do so much. I only have so many arrows, and it can take only many hits. I can fight in hand to hand, but what if my opponent is too strong to best in strength? What if my glove jams and it can't fire? What if I expend my throwing knives? Magic would be the next best thing. I could invest in a device from Piltover that I could never pay off, or I could learn actual arcane arts."

He looked at the glove, slightly cringing at the cost it'll take to fix it after taking that hit earlier.
"I'm offering you my services in exchange for some training. If you want gold as well, I can get you gold." He looked at Veigar with the same determined look from earlier. He was not going to take no for an answer.

His jaw tensed upon hearing those words. Core kept his expression the same, but on the inside, he felt conflicted. He gazed upon Veigar's dark features for a long moment as he raced through his memories. Thunder continued to boom outside, bringing him back to the situation.

"If that's what it will take." He said, his eyes never breaking away from Veigars stare.

"That was a trick question, you know." He said, his gaze now a glare. "No matter what I would of said, it wouldn't be the right answer. If I said no, it would of been about loyalty to you. And since I said yes, it's still about loyalty. And you're one to talk about being loyal, terrorizing your hometown and the people who knew you."

Core got out of the chair and began to walk towards the exit. "Oh, and another thing." He turned around and looked back at Veigar. "Whatever you're thinking in your shadow, I wouldn't of killed her. I care too much about my past than to let someone else leave me." He clenched his fists. "What about you, Veigar? What would you of done if our roles were different. Cause the way I see it, we're not much different. You want to destroy Bandle, whilest I want to protect it."

Lightning cracked in the sky and thunder crashed overhead. The rain continued to pour heavily outside. Core was not going to enjoy walking back to Bandle in the rain.

A small smile crept to his lips. "Is that so? Then why do our kind fear you? Why would you attempt to steal the Mothership? If your cause was so righteous, then why do you call yourself evil?" Core unclenched his fists trying to figure him out.

"I guess we really are one of the same." He said silently. He turned and looked out the door to the pouring rain.

Core's ears flicked, hearing Veigar's footsteps and his offer to teach him. He turned and looked at his new master and nodded. "Thank you." He turned and looked back at the rain, anxious. "But what changed your mind, if you don't mind me asking?"

Core raised a brow, giving a half smile. He couldn't tell if that's all it was, or if Veigar was just being secretive. Either way, he was still going to learn magic.

"Want me to cook something too? I said I can make a mean roast beef earlier, and I meant it. Or did you want muffins. My mom used to be a baker, and she taught me well."