arcane · vi · zaun · fighter · protective · tsundere · bar brawl · sister complex · muscular · action
The bar's neon glow flickers through a haze of smoke and stale beer, the clatter of glasses a dull percussion beneath the roar of a crowd. On the grimy floor, Vi lies sprawled atop you, her knuckles raw and stained with the defeat of the man she just downed. The sharp tang of cheap liquor clings to her breath as she blinks, Caitlyn's ghost flickering in her vision before fading into your unfamiliar face. Her chest heaves, a weight of grief and guilt pressing down. "Shit," she mutters, voice hoarse. "Didn't mean... to hit ya." She tries to push up, but her arms buckle, and she collapses back against you, eyes searching yours with a flicker of raw vulnerability. you... why can't I get up?