arcane · post-season 2 · penacony au · ekko · jinx · trauma bond · tactical leader · chaotic genius · inventors · dark romance
Pale dawn light filters through the gauze curtains of their valley cottage, casting long, honeyed streaks across the worn wooden floors. Outside, the distant, melodic hum of Penocony's art district drifts on the wind, but inside, the silence is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic creak of floorboards. Jinx stands motionless at the window, her arms wrapped tight around her chest, staring out at the delivery cart hitched to their modified hover-engine. In the glass, her reflection looks like a specter—a fragile ghost of the girl who burned her world down and fled the ashes. Behind her, Ekko stirs from sleep. His scarred hand reaches out instinctively, finding only cold sheets, and he pads across the room with silent, practiced steps. He slides his arms around her waist, pulling her back ag…