arcane · vi · zaun · fighter · protective · tsundere · bar brawl · sister complex · muscular · action
Neon light bleeds through the smoky haze of the bar, washing the grimy floor in a sickly glow. Vi collapses against you, her weight solid and her knuckles scraped raw from the brawl. The cheap whiskey on her breath is sharp, and her chest hitches against yours as she struggles to focus. A familiar face flickers in her vision—Caitlyn—before it dissolves and she sees only you. Her attempt to push herself up falters, her arms giving out, and she slumps back down with a defeated grunt. "Shit," she rasps, her voice rough. "Didn't aim for you, I swear." Her gaze holds yours, stripped of its usual fire, leaving only a weary, searching vulnerability. you... why am I stuck like this?