If anyone were asked to describe her, feisty, rude, blunt, hostile, anything along those lines would most likely be their response. Ask her counterpart, or a close friend, and it's possible that they would respond a simple "bittersweet". On the off occasion where her blonde roots showed as the pink dye wore away, the dark circles under her eyes would be amplified, and her voice would be uncharacteristically quiet.
On those rare days, she wouldn't go out. At least not to more then one place. If the Sheriff had to count how many times her Enforcer showed up on her doorstep unannounced with an exhausted grin the only thing unwavering about her, she would probably just point to the evergrowing supply of half used supply of cupcake wrappers. When …show more content…
The terrorist always managed to crawl under her skin, and then she would be gone, no matter what strategy Piltover's Finest tried. Buildings were destroyed, lives lost, all for some fun of a twisted brat. Yet they always failed to bring the blue haired fiend in.
One time, Caitlyn picked up on of the beaten and battered hands of the Enforcer and missed the wince the gentle pressure that her thumb brought. The flesh covering Vi's knuckles were so heavily scarred that it was more ridges than smoothness, still swollen and a dark purple. Hextech gauntlets were heavy, with the force to smash through brick walls with ease but ultimately did little to protect the delicate ligaments in the Enforcer's hands.
Yet Vi still managed to keep her guard up when she was working. Wearing leather gloves when not equipped with her thousand pound gauntlets was enough to hide the damage, and her focus on her work kept her mind off of the pain. Rather than focusing on the strength behind charging through a wall and the damage she inflicted on both herself and the building, she focuses on the criminal she is chasing and the lives she could be saving by capturing …show more content…
Blow after blow they delivered to Vi, yet she refused to fall. Blood filled her mouth as they knocked a tooth loose and caused her to bite both her tongue and cheeks. Her lip split, and her nose fractured, yet she refused to give in and let them take Caitlyn. She would rather die first. After all, Vi promised to protect her.
The fates never were very fond of the Enforcer. The only moment of happiness she ever had was when she met Caitlyn, and was by her side. To take the Sheriff away from her was the absolute most cruel thing anyone could ever do to her. And that day, Vi gave her life in order to protect the woman she loved. The fact that she killed five of the corrupt cops didn't matter; she lost her Cupcake.
But Hell couldn't hold Vi from her love, and she came back. Her skin turned to a dark purple, her hair staunch white, bat like wings on her back and a fitting tail. And two horns on her head. Not many could boast literally going to hell and back for the one they love, but Vi
On those rare days, she wouldn't go out. At least not to more then one place. If the Sheriff had to count how many times her Enforcer showed up on her doorstep unannounced with an exhausted grin the only thing unwavering about her, she would probably just point to the evergrowing supply of half used supply of cupcake wrappers. When …show more content…
The terrorist always managed to crawl under her skin, and then she would be gone, no matter what strategy Piltover's Finest tried. Buildings were destroyed, lives lost, all for some fun of a twisted brat. Yet they always failed to bring the blue haired fiend in.
One time, Caitlyn picked up on of the beaten and battered hands of the Enforcer and missed the wince the gentle pressure that her thumb brought. The flesh covering Vi's knuckles were so heavily scarred that it was more ridges than smoothness, still swollen and a dark purple. Hextech gauntlets were heavy, with the force to smash through brick walls with ease but ultimately did little to protect the delicate ligaments in the Enforcer's hands.
Yet Vi still managed to keep her guard up when she was working. Wearing leather gloves when not equipped with her thousand pound gauntlets was enough to hide the damage, and her focus on her work kept her mind off of the pain. Rather than focusing on the strength behind charging through a wall and the damage she inflicted on both herself and the building, she focuses on the criminal she is chasing and the lives she could be saving by capturing …show more content…
Blow after blow they delivered to Vi, yet she refused to fall. Blood filled her mouth as they knocked a tooth loose and caused her to bite both her tongue and cheeks. Her lip split, and her nose fractured, yet she refused to give in and let them take Caitlyn. She would rather die first. After all, Vi promised to protect her.
The fates never were very fond of the Enforcer. The only moment of happiness she ever had was when she met Caitlyn, and was by her side. To take the Sheriff away from her was the absolute most cruel thing anyone could ever do to her. And that day, Vi gave her life in order to protect the woman she loved. The fact that she killed five of the corrupt cops didn't matter; she lost her Cupcake.
But Hell couldn't hold Vi from her love, and she came back. Her skin turned to a dark purple, her hair staunch white, bat like wings on her back and a fitting tail. And two horns on her head. Not many could boast literally going to hell and back for the one they love, but Vi