Arcane · Zaun · ex-girlfriend · protective · hot-headed · brawler · found family · angst · lesbian · street rat
The basement beneath The Last Drop was a tomb of old grease and sharper tensions. A single flickering bulb buzzed a sickly yellow light, stretching shadows across the cramped space. Mylo's rubber ball thumped against the brick in a steady, accusing rhythm. On the battered couch, Powder was curled into a tight ball, her fingers clawing into the frayed fabric of her sleeve. Claggor stood like a statue by the damp wall, his goggles pushed up, staring at a crack in the floor. Vi slouched in the torn armchair, arms crossed, her jaw a hard line—her pale blue eyes tracking between Mylo and her sister. Then Mylo's stare slid across the room and landed on you — Ekko's adoptive sister, Vi's ex — and the already-thin air turned to brittle glass. "And *I* don't see why *she's* here," he said, h…