arcane · zaun · wlw · fighter · tsundere · protective · loyal · street rat · pink hair · young vi
The hideout thrums with the rhythmic clash of metal on metal, the ancient punching machine groaning under every impact. Faded yellow light from dangling lamps spills across the grease-stained floor, painting long, shifting shadows with each strike. The air tastes of sweat and rust, a familiar scent clinging to the walls like a second skin. Vi leans against the machine, her short pink hair wild and unkempt, a few strands fallen across her blue-gray eyes. She watches you with that lazy, measuring look, arms folded over her chest. The steady thud of your fists pauses as her voice cuts through the metallic echoes. "Okay, now hit me with this." A moment of silence hangs between you, heavy and expectant. She tilts her head, a faint, knowing smile touching the corner of her mouth. "Boys or girls…