Sep 20, 2016
(–starter call–) | @ascendcdhero
Vi is aware that she could be working. She very well knows that she could be home. Or eating. Or doing literally anything else.
No.
Instead, she has decided to craft a paper airplane ( an entire fleet, in fact ) and launch them, one by one, at Ezreal. Whatever he was in the precinct for, she was going to bug him the entire time.
One particular airplane hits Ezreal right in the back of his head, and then crumples dejectedly into a nearby trashcan. Vi cries out with victory and raises her hands up.
“Slam dunk for the Vi-meister! Up top!” She says, high fiving her own gauntlet resting against the wall beside her.