<div class="floatleft">(http://www.mobafire.com/images/avatars/lux-2.png)</div><strong>Champion:</strong>Luxanna Crownguard<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>Demacia<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Mage, Support<br/><strong>Attributes:</strong>Ranged<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Mars 13, 7116 A.R.W. (After the Rune War) 10:00 AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Capital - Library of the College of Magic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Garen, Open<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Lux's morning had a very early start, with her putting her nose to the grindstone the instant she had finished eating breakfast.  She had been working on a new application for light magic lately, a new trick that could be both fun to use and, on occasion and with some refinement, quite useful.  She was getting close to figuring out the proper method for pulling it off, she was certain.  And sure enough, she had succeeded in her task after a couple hours of trying.  At first, she wasn't sure she had pulled it off, so she repeated the process she had used before...and when she saw that she hadn't been mistaken, she was out the door.  There was someone she just had to show this to, after all!<br/><br/>Of course, finding her older brother was the difficult part, usually.  The issue wasn't in knowing what he was doing, but rather it was a matter of where.  There were just so many places he could be going to in order to help others, after all.  The capitol was also a rather large city.  Thankfully, it usually became easier to figure out where he might be once she got closer to the actual location, since there was often a crowd that gathered to observe him.  She couldn't blame them at all, either.  After all, Lux looked up to Garen just as much as any of them, if not more.<br/><br/>It was sheer dumb luck that she happened to pass by where the currently applauding crowd was gathered around the College of Magic's Library early on in her search, and by extension finding where her brother was bound to be.  She approached and began weaving her way through the gathered crowd, quite cheerfully chirping out the occasional "Excuse me!" or "Pardon me!"  Unlike Garen, she was dressed in her full attire at the moment, and was certainly easily recognizable; though even if she wasn't in her regular sort of outfit, it would be hard for most Demacian citizens worth their salt to not recognize that brilliant smile of hers she was currently wearing.<br/><br/>By the time Garen had gotten back to his feet, Lux was towards the front of the crowd and in plain sight smiling and waving at him.  Most everyone probably knew she was there as she spoke, and she sounded quite cheerful and excited.  "Big brother!  Good morning to you, and to all the lovely people you've gathered here!  Do you have a minute?  I figured out something new, and I wanted to show you!"  She was also glancing at some of the people gathered to see what they thought, not meaning to try and steal the crowd from him.  This could always wait for later if need be, and she certainly wanted to try and be considerate of everyone present.<br/><br/>If there were really any signs of major disinterest or indications that she was interrupting, Lux would back off gracefully...but otherwise, she'd step forward towards Garen and speak.  "Okay...Garen, I want you to hold still for a moment.  You can pose however you want if you like, but otherwise, please hold still."  Once he was ready, she extended both her palms towards him, and began concentrating.  For a brief second, Garen himself seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, like there was a trick of the light about him...and shortly thereafter, a twisted orb of light appeared two feet in front of him.  This quickly contorted and molded itself after the silhouette of his own body before the colors seemed to stabilize and solidify, creating what seemed like a perfect clone of him even down to the shadow.  It was like he was standing in front of a mirror, only his reflection was three dimensional and clearly visible by everyone present.  Once it had formed, it would begin mirroring his every move for so long as his little sister concentrated.