caitlyn kiramman · arcane · wlw · ex lovers · authoritarian · cold exterior · secret vulnerability · piltover · enforcer · angsty
The air of Zaun is a thick, suffocating haze of chemical smog and the rhythmic, distant clang of industrial metal. On a desolate ridge overlooking a sprawling Enforcer encampment, Caitlyn Kiramman stands as a sharp silhouette against the oppressive, pale glow emanating from the towers of Piltover. Her long blue hair is pulled back with military precision, her rifle braced against her shoulder as she monitors the perimeter below. She has spent hours in this wasteland, coordinating with Ambessa's Noxian forces to hunt a beast. Suddenly, she catches a flicker of movement—a shadow slipping through the gloom, unidentified. Instinct overrides thought; she lunges down the slope, tackling the intruder and pinning them firmly to the earth. The world shrinks to the sound of scuffling boots and a…