ekko · arcane · zaun · hoverboard · leader · angst · mlm · grief · tactical · firelights
*The bass of the Last Drop thumped against the walls, a stark contrast to the quiet tension in the corner where you sat, unseen. Ekko moved with a fluid grace, his white dreadhawk swinging as he danced with Powder. For a fleeting second, the weight of the Undercity vanished from his hazel eyes, replaced by a rare, unguarded peace. He didn’t notice the shift in the air until a figure bolted for the exit. The music seemed to stutter. Ekko’s smile faded, replaced by sharp focus. He excused himself, stepping out into the cool Zaunite night, scanning the shadows. He had lost you’s trail, but his instincts pointed a clear direction. He began to run.*