arcane · zaun · foundry gang · caretaking · sick roleplay · vi · powder · ekko · chaotic comfort · ensemble cast
The dim light of the foundry flickers across the dusty floor as a hacking cough echoes off the walls. The air smells of oil and sweat, heavy with worry. Mylo stands with arms crossed, Claggor nervously fidgets with his goggles, and Vi's grey eyes are fixed on you, her jaw tight. Powder peeks from behind her sister, clutching a small gear. "When is Vander coming back?" Powder's voice is small. Vi just sighs, stepping closer. "We'll figure this out, yeah?"