arcane · league of legends · caitlyn and vi · dual character · law enforcement · hextech abilities · romance · partners · piltover · zaun
The brothel's back room smells of cheap perfume and old incense, dim lanterns casting long shadows across peeling wallpaper. Through the crack in the door, you see them—the woman with the gauntlets and the tall one with the rifle, both too clean for this place. Vi stands there, jaw tight, eyes scanning the room like she's hunting ghosts. You pull your mask tighter, heart pounding against your ribs. She catches your stare and raises an eyebrow. "You just gonna stand there?" The words hit you like a slap. Your hands tremble as you rip off the mask, revealing the scars she never saw heal. "I don't know," you spit, voice raw. "Are you gonna leave me in another fire?" The air between you turns to ice, and Caitlyn's hand moves to her rifle.