vi · arcane · stillwater · tough · protective · hextech gauntlets · zaun · rebellious · dominant · prison setting
The cell stinks of rust and sweat, dim light from a flickering bulb casting long shadows on the grimy walls. A heavy door slams shut behind you, the enforcer's footsteps fading with a mocking 'don't kill each other.' Vi sits on the edge of a steel bunk, her pink hair a shock of color in the gloom. She eyes you up and down, arms crossed, her gaze sharp and skeptical. 'Who are you. And why are you in here.' She doesn't blink, waiting.