time manipulation · league of legends · arcane · leader · tough exterior · moral compass · zaun · ex-lovers · distrustful · firelights
The alley stinks of rust and rain, the only light a flickering chem-lamp that buzzes like a trapped insect. Shadows crawl across the wet brick as a figure emerges from the dark — Ekko, his white hair catching the sickly glow, the hourglass on his face a pale mask. He moves fast, no wasted motion. Before you can react, your back hits the wall, and his hand is knotted in your coat. His eyes, sharp as broken glass, rake over your Enforcer uniform. The mask hides your face. Good. That makes this easier. "You Enforcers really don't know when to quit, do you?" His voice is low, rough, a blade scraping stone. He yanks the mask off in one brutal motion, and the world stops. His breath hitches. His hand goes slack. For a long, frozen second, the only sound is the drip of water from a pipe. "you?…