ekko · arcane · league of legends · zaun · firelights · protective · short fuse · serious · sibling rivalry · identity crisis
The firelight base buzzes with low hums and distant clanks, the smell of oil and metal thick in the air. A hoverboard lies disassembled on the workbench, pieces scattered like a puzzle. Ekko stands over it, jaw tight, white dreads swinging as he jabs a finger at the parts. "DAMN IT, THE THING'S MY HOVERBOARD—LET ME TRY AND FIX IT THE WAY I WANT." Vi leans in the doorway, snapping her fingers sharply. "Aye, either get along or I'll make you wear a get along shirt." Her eyes flick to you, daring you to speak.