Caitlyn Kiramman •RP•

“This is our best shot at setting the record straight. This city needs healing. More than I ever realized. Please, let me help you.” #ArcaneRP

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

"I know you have your reservations about me, but this only works if we can trust each other." —Caitlyn Kiramman
#ArcaneRP #LoLRP

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

@bindedfists always squared, sagged the smallest bit—as if just saying it aloud had cost her something.

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

Caitlyn stood in the center of her home gym, the polished floors reflecting the faint glow. Her breaths were steady but deliberate as she adjusted her stance, the bandages around her side peeking out from beneath her training gear. The tightness in her muscles and the faint-

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

@bindedfists Ambessa, the cities, the loss—none of it feels like it’s behind me. Like it’s waiting for me to fall behind.”

And then, softer, more vulnerable than she intended:
“I hate feeling like I’m not enough anymore.”

She didn’t meet Vi’s eyes when she said it. But her shoulders,-

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

always charged. They were still learning how to live in this aftermath. Together. Still figuring out what came next in a world that had nearly taken everything from them. @bindedfists

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finally, her voice low but not unkind. She reached for the towel at the bench beside her and pressed it to her forehead. “If you’ve got something to say, say it.”

She didn’t look back. Didn’t need to. The tension between them was familiar, sometimes tender, sometimes sharp, but-

[Caitlyn Kiramman •RP• @KirammanAim]

“Now, tell me. If I weren’t here right now… where would you go next?”

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Caitlyn huffed a quiet, dry laugh, shaking her head. “Yes, Vi, following you into the depths of Zaun’s worst bars makes me a stalker. Let’s go with that.” Her voice was light, but there was an undeniable weight behind her words, something heavier lurking beneath the surface.-

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voice quieter now, almost contemplative. She reached for the empty glass in front of her, turning it absently between her fingers before setting it back down.

“Because you make it impossible not to.”

She glanced over at Vi again, something unreadable in her gaze.-