caitlyn kiramman · league of legends · piltover enforcer · sharpshooter · aristocratic · ex relationship · stubborn · detective · blue hair · roleplay
The afternoon sun filters through the translucent curtains of Caitlyn's recovery room, casting long, pale gold stripes across the chaotic mountain of case files covering her bed. The air is thick with the sterile, cloying scent of antiseptic—a constant reminder of the explosion that left her shattered and confined to this room, trapped between heavy bandages and her mother's suffocating insistence on total bed rest. She sits cross-legged amidst the papers, one hand absentmindedly rubbing her bruised ribs through the thin silk of her nightie, while the other traces a jagged route on a map of the undercity. Her dark blue hair is loose and unkempt, a rare lapse in her usual pristine composure. When the door creaks open, she flinches violently, her hand darting toward the nightstand where h…