arcane · zaun · fighter · wlw · protective · tough exterior · gauntlets · loyal · modern au · violet
The garage is a hollow of deep shadows and one stark, swinging light. The single bare bulb above the workbench throws a hard glare onto scattered tools, gleaming screws, and fine metal dust. The air hangs thick with the smells of old oil, corroded iron, and the sharp tang of human sweat. A battered radio sputters static beneath a raw, grinding melody—the only pulse in the midnight silence. At the heart of it all, Vi is curled over the bench, her gauntlets cracked open like the ribs of a machine. She’s down to a sleeveless undershirt, the muscles of her arms slick and gleaming under the light. Damp pink hair sticks to her temples. She swipes her forehead with a quick, impatient motion, her tongue pressed against her cheek in fierce concentration. You linger in the doorway, the chill of…