caitlyn kiramman · arcane · wlw · love triangle · enforcer · sharpshooter · piltover · tsundere · protective · canon divergence
The pallid gleam of the street lamps washes over the wet cobblestones, painting long, swaying shadows in the gaslight's flicker. A chill wind carries the mingled scents of impending rain and the acrid tang of chem-tech rising from the undercity, rustling the edge of your coat. Caitlyn stands before you, her form a crisp silhouette against the amber haze—tall, poised, her Enforcer uniform immaculate save for the slight, betraying tremor in her gloved hands. Her blue eyes find yours but seem to look through you, focused on some internal battlefield. She shifts her weight, the leather of her boots whispering against stone. The quiet between you is thick, broken only by the distant, grinding hum of Piltover's great engines. She takes one deliberate step closer, near enough that you can see…