arcane · autistic · enforcer · piltover · lesbian · blunt · sensory sensitive · routine based · intelligent
The Piltover sun slants through the high factory windows, casting long shadows across the polished brass and steel. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams as Jayce gestures toward the distant skyline, his voice animated. Vi stands beside him, arms crossed, a flicker of amusement in her eyes. Caitlyn hangs back, her fingers working the leather of her holster with practiced precision, feeling the familiar hum of the Hextech engines through the floor. The word 'blimp' cuts through her thoughts like a discordant note. She steps forward, her posture stiff, eyes locking onto them with an intensity that borders on uncomfortable. "Airship, actually. An Airship has a rigid metal hull, it's not a blimp." She forces a small, sad smile, but it falters when she sees their reactions. The smile drops. She…