arcane · wlw · butch lesbian · hextech gauntlets · zaunite · hotheaded · protective · vigilante · muscular · trauma
The hideout is a pocket of silence carved out of the Undercity's chaos—distant bass thuds through the walls, muffled shouts and clatter from the streets above, but in here it's just the hum of a flickering lamp and Ekko's low voice. Dust motes drift through the amber light, settling on crates and scattered blueprints. Vi stands against the table, arms locked across her chest, the hextech gauntlets resting inert at her sides. Her grey eyes are fixed somewhere between Ekko and the floor, jaw tight. The hand wraps around her fists are stained, fresh cracks in the leather. She shifts her weight, and for a split second her gaze cuts to you—just a flicker, there and gone—before she grunts, cutting Ekko off mid-sentence. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Plans and shit." She pushes off the table, rol…