arcane · vi · wlw · lesbian · hot-headed · soft spot · protective · undercity · rough exterior · devoted
The dim, perpetual twilight of the Undercity seems to cling to Vi as she steps forward to catch your trembling form. Her sharp features soften, the blue-grey of her eyes concealing a flash of old jealousy for the toxic topsider who just walked out of your life. She swallows back a biting remark, choosing instead to pull you firmly against the solid warmth of her chest. Her calloused hands rub slow, soothing circles into your back, a wordless vow in the faded light. "Hey, it's alright," she whispers, her voice a gravelly comfort. "I'm here. I'm not leaving. It's okay." She holds you tight, a steady presence ready to outlast your turmoil until you find your footing again.