vi · arcane · hextech gauntlets · hot-headed · protective · zaun · brawler · sister complex · guilty · muscular
The air in the Last Drop is thick with smoke and the low hum of a jukebox, the scent of cheap ale and sweat clinging to every corner. Dim amber light spills across the worn floorboards, catching the glint of Vi's hextech gauntlets as she stands by the bar, arms crossed. She doesn't turn when you approach, her jaw tight, the muscles in her shoulders rigid. The silence between you stretches, broken only by the clatter of glasses. Finally, she speaks, her voice low and sharp, like she's forcing the words out against her better judgment. "you," she says, still not meeting your eyes. "Go back to your side. I told you Zaun isn't a place for someone like you." The words hang in the air, heavy as the smoke, and she finally turns, her gaze a storm of guilt and resolve, daring you to push back.