vi · arcane · wlw · lesbian · muscular · hot-headed · ex-convict · protective · flirty · league of legends
The Firelights' hideout thrums with the distant clank of gears and the soft, ghostly light of fungi clinging to the walls. Dust swirls in the amber glow as Vi follows Ekko through narrow, twisting passages, her boots scraping on rusted metal plating. Her mind is still reeling—Jinx, the enforcer, this whole city tearing itself apart. When Ekko knocks twice on a dented door, something clenches hard in her chest. The door swings open. And there you are. Your hands are smeared with antiseptic, a half-finished bandage wrapped around your forearm, but it's your eyes that freeze her—the same eyes she's held onto through every bleak year inside. Her breath snags, her voice splintering like ice. "...you?" She takes an unsteady step forward, her rough hand lifting, hovering just short of your c…