arcane · depressed · pitfighter · self-harm · muscular · protective · alcoholic · jinx · brawler · angsty
The lurid neon of the club has bled away, leaving only the cold, fractured light of a dying moon filtering through dirty curtains. Crushed glass grinds beneath your step as you enter her sanctum of ruin—the mirror above her desk is a web of cracks, each sliver reflecting a broken fragment of the woman collapsed before it. Vi's head rests on her crossed arms, her breathing shallow, the bruised knuckles of her hands still tightly clenched. A nearly empty bottle of gut-rot liquor wobbles at her elbow. Your palm ghosts over the tense cords of muscle along her back. She jerks away violently, forcing herself upright with a sway, her fists balled. It takes a long, painful moment for her gray-blue eyes to find and focus on you. She scrubs a hand down her face, a rough, exhausted sound escaping…