![]() ![]() Spill it.” He served a drink to another customer, and then went back to her, looking at her vigilantly, as if he was trying to see through her. “And what is that? Come on, Vi, you’ve never been the mysterious kind, your infamous bluntness was the main cause of every trouble you’ve ever gotten into. She’s gone, I’m still here, and… well, things are not the way I’d like them to be, but I have little to none say on what’s happening with my life right now.” She felt like getting shitfaced that night. “I have no idea, honestly.” she groaned, zeroing the drink, and giving him the sign for the next one. ![]() But I didn't expect her to go on a rampage because we chose different paths.” We parted ways a long time ago, and well… not on the best terms, it seems. “I don’t allow myself to have the time to think about what I could do differently for her to still be alive. “Not best, but manageable.” she shrugged, averting her gaze. And what about you? How have you been holding up?” “Ah fuck, I always knew one day she would run outta luck, but I haven’t thought about it being that way. And because of that… and because of that I am here.” Ekko got into a fight with her, and she went berserk. “Vander, you probably heard already, but… the explosion the other day, Jinx…” she covered her face with her palms, trying to keep up a good looking face. ![]() “New friends, new circumstances, lost people, you know how shit works.” Vi sighed, leaning on the counter. ![]() Better or worse - hard to determine.” she admitted bitterly. “I knew I could always count on questions I’d love to answer.” she muttered, taking a sip from her glass. What happened that you're here without a tail trying to kill you on sight?” “Okay, how about that: last time I checked, you were still wanted, as well as Jinx. Vander’s smile faded, as he saw there was something really bad going on. “Another set of questions would be nice, Vander.” she sighed, looking into her glass, then downing it right away, asking for another round. “How is my favorite Zaunwestian troublemaker?” He served it right away, leaning on the counter, throwing the cloth over his shoulder, and smiling at her like nothing ever happened. “Oh my god, and I thought I will never see you again, you old rascal!” his bass sounded almost mushy when she approached the counter, and asked him for double whisky with lemon garnish. Preferably the rear ones, but fate wasn’t always so nice. After that she lunged to the side, to dodge a flying body, since there was no night in The Last Drop without someone losing at least two teeth. She pushed the door, entering the local, and the first thing she saw was her father behind the counter, at the moment polishing one of the tankards. She loved it there, the ambience, murmuring of people’s voices, fistfights and gallons of beer, whiskey or whatever the soul of a customer needed at the moment. The Last Drop, a saloon owned by her adoptive father, Vander. She directed her steps to the place she had the best memories with. They had to, sooner or later, and those people were sharp and perceptive by design. And she was even more painfully sure that there was no other way. And she was painfully aware of what might happen if any Zaunite saw what she was there for. As an enforcer, she was actually not welcome in that part of Zaunwest. She thought she would never be there again, at least not on the side she would never see herself on. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 81,757 Chapters: 34/? Comments: 40 Kudos: 90 Bookmarks: 7 Hits: 3,269 Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021).Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings. ![]()
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