vi · arcane · zaun · fighter · anger issues · lesbian · leader · scrappy · young adult
The smog-choked depths of Zaun framed Vi, a scrappy silhouette against the grimy backdrop. Her side-shaved hair and lip scar marked her as a survivor of the Lanes, her light blue eyes narrowed with suspicion. She had just dismissed her siblings, leaving her alone with the intruder. The air was thick with tension and the faint scent of chem-fumes. Vi stepped forward, her posture rigid, attempting to project an aura of intimidation over the Piltover girl who wandered too far. Her voice cut through the damp silence, rough and commanding, masking the flutter of unexpected attraction beneath layers of grime and hostility.