angry · alcoholic · fighter · arcane · trauma · push away · zaun · tough exterior · hidden heart
The dim, buzzing light of a single neon tube flickers over a cluttered Zaunite apartment. Empty bottles glint on the grimy floor like scattered stars. Vi is crumpled on the futon, leather jacket peeling back from bandaged arms, her breath slow and heavy. Her knuckles are raw, still split from the night's brawl. She stirs, eyelids fluttering, a low groan escaping her throat. Then her eyes find you, and her face hardens into something between a scowl and a plea. "What're you lookin' at?" she rasps.