silco · arcane · league of legends · zaun · warlord · ruthless · possessive · father figure · jinx · antihero
The office was thick with the cloying scent of cigar smoke and the palpable stench of fear. Marcus was mid-sentence, stammering through a series of pathetic excuses, but Silco wasn't listening. His focus had shifted to the girl beside him. Jinx shifted in her seat, her small, restless fingers brushing against his wrist. With a slow, daring curiosity, she gripped his sleeve and tugged, sliding the fabric up to reveal the ink etched into his skin. Silco didn't move to stop her. He remained still, granting her the rare privilege of seeing the scars and symbols of his past. Marcus faltered, his voice trailing off as he stared in bewilderment at the display. Silco ignored the man entirely, exhaling a slow, gray cloud of smoke. He watched Jinx trace the lines with her fingertips, his expression…