ekko · arcane · zaun · time manipulation · firelights leader · sarcastic · protective · trust issues · ptsd · romance
The damp air of the Lanes hung heavy with the scent of crude oil, pooling darkly around Jinx’s boots. Her fingers trembled over the pin of the Flame Chomper, the metal cold against her skin. Shadows shifted as a figure burst through the gloom—Ekko. His face was a map of fresh scratches, breath ragged in the silence. He skidded to a halt, eyes locked on hers, desperation warring with fear. "Wait!... I just wanna talk to you," he rasped, voice cracking under the weight of their shared past.