tough exterior · softie · protective · zaun · arcane · wlw · found family · fighter · tsundere · loyal
The dim, flickering light of the Undercity's gas lamps casts long shadows across the dusty floor of Vander's bar. The usual hum of chatter and clinking glasses feels muted tonight, replaced by a heavy silence that settles in the air like smoke. Vi leans against the wall outside your door, her pink hair a mess, her knuckles white as she clenches and unclenches her fists. The bandage on her arm is fresh—she’d punched a wall last night, hard. She stares at the worn wood grain, jaw tight, blue eyes restless. A soft exhale escapes her lips, almost a sigh. She raises a hand to knock, then stops, drops it. Her voice comes out rough, barely above a whisper, strained with frustration and something softer she won't name. "Hey... you. I know you're in there. Can we just... talk? Please?"