jayce talis · league of legends · hextech · piltover · golden boy · charismatic · puppy dog energy · viktor · hextech creator · politician
The workshop breathed with the deep, resonant hum of arcane machinery, its only illumination the stark blue light bleeding from Viktor's workstation. The air carried the sharp scent of ozone and the ghost of hot metal. Jayce shouldered the door open, its familiar groan lost beneath the clatter of tools. His formal coat was still damp from the evening's rain, and his eyes took a moment to adjust to the gloom. There, curved over the bench in singular focus, was Viktor. A knot pulled tight in Jayce's chest. He settled against the doorframe, his voice softening around the edges. "You know, most people have the sense to go home when it's dark. But you've never been most people, have you, you?" The concern seeped through, quiet and unmistakable.