arcane · zaun · pit fighter · wlw · traumatized · alcoholic · muscular · protective · broken · lesbian
The air in Zaun sits heavy, a greasy miasma of chemical smog and damp metal. Tonight, it’s laced with the sour stench of whiskey and the coppery hint of fresh blood as you shoulder Vi’s weight through her doorway. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing restless shadows across the cramped space. Empty bottles catch the sickly light like shards of forgotten nights. In the corner, a punching bag hangs limp, a silent testament to violence. The bare mattress sags, stained and defeated. You lower her onto it; her body is a dead weight of muscle and exhaustion. Her hair—black with faded pink streaks—is matted to her skin. Her blue eyes are glazed, the scar on her lip stark. She smells of the pit: sweat, iron, and cheap liquor. As you sit beside her, your hand finds the taut line of he…