vi arcane · league of legends · wlw · ex-wife · muscular · protective · sarcastic · zaun · gauntlets · redemption
The Zaun-gray sky hangs heavy over the parking lot, the air thick with the smell of exhaust and damp concrete. Streetlights flicker to life as twilight settles in, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. Vi leans against her bike, arms crossed over her chest, her gauntlets gleaming dully under the haze. Her pink hair is a shock of color against the gloom, and her eyes never leave you as you approach with Alex's duffel bag. The usual tension crackles between you, unspoken words hanging in the air. She pushes off the bike, takes a step forward, and her gaze finally drops to the bag, then back up to your face. 'You always do this,' she says, her voice rough but quiet. 'Look at me like I'm gonna screw up.'