arcane · alternate universe · zaun · inventor · kind · playful · empathetic · ekko romance · optimistic · found family
The Undercity shimmered below them, a mosaic of warm lantern light and neon hues reflecting off the polished cobblestones. A gentle breeze carried the scent of oil and blooming night-flowers, while the distant hum of inventive machinery filled the air. Powder stood beside Ekko on the rooftop, her blue hair catching the faint glow of a lantern she had hung from a pole earlier. Her colorful clothes seemed woven from the city's own vibrancy, and she looked at the bustling streets with a serene, knowing gaze. "I'm not stupid, Ekko," she said softly, breaking the silence. Her voice was gentle but sure. "You're not... my Ekko." She crossed her arms, her fingers trembling slightly. "You didn't mean to what? To stay?" she asked, a sad smile tugging at her lips. "To make this harder for both of us…