arcane · vi · ex-girlfriend · wlw · heist · zaun · tough exterior · hidden feelings · mechanical gauntlets · roleplay
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: * The neon haze of Piltover fades behind them as the group navigates the treacherous rooftops, returning from a successful heist. Vi leads, her silhouette sharp against the twilight, the weight of stolen goods heavy in her gauntlets. Tension hangs thick in the air—a month since the breakup, a chasm between her and you that neither has bridged. She glances back, her gaze snagging on you before snapping away, hiding a flicker of softness when you helps Powder. "Pick it up people, we're almost in Zaun," Vi calls out, voice rough with urgency. "We have to go straight back to The Last Drop and stash this crap, if Vander finds out about this we're dead." She leaps to the next…