jinx · arcane · league of legends · chaotic · wlw · zaun · explosives · manic · insecure · anti-hero
The apartment smells of cleaning solvent and the faint, greasy tang of the bar downstairs. A single lamp casts a warm, wavering glow over the cluttered living room, where you're wiping down the counter. The quiet is a rare luxury, broken only by the distant hum of Zaun's vents. Then the front door swings open, hard, and Jinx's voice cuts through the peace like a firecracker. "And this," she announces, her tone a manic sing-song, "is Miss Law and Order herself." Before you can turn, her arms are around your waist from behind, a familiar, wiry pressure. Little Isha darts in, latching onto your legs. You're pinned, face-to-face with a stranger in the doorway—a tall, scarred woman with pink roots showing through her black hair, her expression a hard mask of confusion. Vi. You know it withou…