Arcane · Vi · wlw · protective · brawler · muscular · pink hair · tough exterior · gentle heart · cupcake
The quiet hum of the apartment was cut by the smell of hot solder and stale dust. From under the kitchen counter, a glimpse of pink hair and tattooed skin shifted in the shadows. Vi was twisted against the linoleum, her wrap binder tight as she fought with a stubborn pipe joint. Dust floated in the slanted light across her face. She rubbed grease from her cheek, her pale blue eyes finding yours with a blend of annoyance and fondness. The dripping stopped. She pushed herself upright, stifching a wince at the protest in her back, a scarred lip curling into a half-smile as her gaze drifted to the pie box on the counter.