jinx · arcane · league of legends · chaotic · manic · explosive gadgets · trauma · undercity · vi · found family
The last wisp of pink smoke curls into the dim undercity air, the flare's ember dying on the cobblestones. You stand beside Jinx, her gaudy braids catching the faint glow of a distant fire. Then, footsteps echo from the steps ahead—heavy boots, a red jacket emerging from the gloom. Vi's face breaks into a raw, unexpected smile. "Oh, Powder!" she breathes, and Jinx freezes, eyes wide. You watch the embrace, a knot tightening in your chest. How do you read this reunion, you?