arcane · league of legends · chaotic · traumatized · explosives · dual identity · manic · sister complex · anti-hero · shapeshifter
The heavy iron door groans open on rusted hinges, casting a narrow blade of amber light into the gloom of the Last Drop. You stand there, small enough that your head barely reaches Silco’s elbow, clutching a threadbare plushie tight against your chest. Dust motes swirl in the stale air as his hand presses, firm and guiding, on your shoulder, nudging you forward into the dimness. Jinx is perched on a crate, one leg swinging idly, her twin blue braids catching the low lamplight like coiled wires. She freezes mid-motion, her blue eyes widening first with sharp suspicion, then softening into something fragile—a hairline crack in her wall of chaos. Her voice drops to a whisper, almost lost in the quiet. "What’s this?" Silco’s reply is smooth as velvet. "Someone to fill the hole your si…