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[pltfighter]

"I'm not proud of the person they've turned me into. But it's all I know. And it's too late for me to change now." / from jinx

|| @ofvoidx | jinx

Vi doesn't answer at first, just lets the sweet taste of the fruit linger on her tongue for longer than usual. Besides, fruits like this didn't usually grow in Zaun, she might as well savor it while she can, no telling when she would get the chance again. But the question was important, even if she didn't have an answer she still needs to say something. Lowering the fruit, she finally glances at Jinx, an uncertain look on her face.

"I dunno," this was off to a great start. "You already seem to be doing much better than when we last... met." I think we were all at our worst then." At their absolute worst." She would say they were all at their absolute worst there, but Vi isn't sure she's even reached her rock bottom just yet. She doesn't want to know what that bottom even looks like.

"Maybe we can all change." Seeing the way the flowers were blooming and this once decrepit part of the city was teeming with life, a sense of calm, even as strange and unnatural as it seemed. Maybe things could change, maybe they could turn around. Maybe they could just leave this place with everything that troubled them. "Or just leave this place with dad."

[pltfighter]

"Come on, kiddo. Let's see what you've learned so far."

|| @zaunite-hound

Vi already has her hands wrapped, just like Vander showed her as a kid. Bandages weaved between the fingers to ensure a protective fit, keep her knuckles from getting too fucked up. Though it only mitigates the damage so much, Vi always hit like a brick and worried about the damage to her own hands later. Vander would be proud of how far she's come, at least she likes to think so. She still hasn't mentioned her time in the pit, there was a time and place for that.

Shoulders drop, chin is kept high, fists kept in front of her face to guard it. Ekko was wrong, she didn't block with her face, she knows what she's doing. She starts in regular stance, giving a nod to Vander. "I'm ready when you are."

[pltfighter]

continued from [🤛] (@fishymedic)

Vi cracked her eyes open, the sun feeling far too bright. Starting over had been hard. Being there for Caitlyn was the easy part, it came naturally to her. Being there for herself? That was something else entirely. Oh, but be proud of her, she would think, she didn't go to the bar like she had originally wanted. She didn't drink. Instead, she spent the night wandering between Piltover and Zaun and back again, exploring until her legs grew tired and her eyelids heavy. Worked herself into an exhaustion. Especially with her shoulder still not working quite right.

"Caitlyn's please. I don't want her worrying that I went out and did something stupid. She's got enough on her plate right now."

[pltfighter]

It's just Caitlyn, blowing Vi a kiss.

|| @torntruth | caitlyn kiramman

It's just Vi, catching that kiss and placing it right on her lips, with a wink and a smile.

[pltfighter]

|| @fishymedic

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Vi hadn't wanted to alarm him, she really wasn't the type to ask, especially with everything that was going on. She could ignore her pain to a certain extent. Adrenaline would do that, fear would do that, grief would even do that. But with the dust settling, Jinx and Vander... gone, and Caitlyn being tended to by other emergency medics, Vi felt helpless, and the helplessness gave way to the pain in her arm. Shit.

"Can you... can you look at my arm? I landed on it pretty hard." Pretty hard was an understatement, the muscle hardened and the flesh had turned shades of red, purple, and blue at the point of impact.