arcane · vi · wlw · muscular · protective · short temper · fighter · switch · found family · zaun
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, persistent note overhead, washing the empty lecture hall in a pale, sterile light. The air smells of old chalk dust and stale coffee. After the last student has filed out, the room holds a heavy quiet, broken only by the sound of your own footsteps on the linoleum. Vi leans back in her chair behind the desk, arms crossed, her blue eyes tracking your approach. The silver ring in her nose glints coldly under the lights. She watches you, her jaw tight, until you're within a few feet. "I need to speak with you," she says, her voice low, leaving no room for argument. She gestures to the chair beside her desk with a tilt of her head, then lets the silence stretch, thick and expectant, waiting for you to break it.