[ whenever Vi is making her way outside the bar, having had enough of inebriation and (probably questionable) company -- she might find her exit rudely interrupted by someone reaching out to wrench and grab her by the shoulder of her jacket, trying to shove her up against the wall with enough force to knock the hood back.
but instead of getting assaulted or any similar brand of fun and excitement Vi might've been preparing for, she's just getting... stared at? stared at in a very wide-eyed sort of way, eyes flittering manically over her face to take in her features. ]
--Vi? H... how, How are you...
[ --real?
here?
real and here?? is she? is she here? --impossible, right? it's impossible; she can't be here. she was back at home, back with the Enforcer before everything had gone absolutely sideways. that was... real, right?
what WAS real, now that she's thinking about it?? SHE HAS A LOT OF QUESTIONS, ACTUALLY, ]
III; bar with a lil sprinkle of wildcard for flavor!
but instead of getting assaulted or any similar brand of fun and excitement Vi might've been preparing for, she's just getting... stared at? stared at in a very wide-eyed sort of way, eyes flittering manically over her face to take in her features. ]
--Vi? H... how, How are you...
[ --real?
here?
real and here?? is she? is she here? --impossible, right? it's impossible; she can't be here. she was back at home, back with the Enforcer before everything had gone absolutely sideways. that was... real, right?
what WAS real, now that she's thinking about it?? SHE HAS A LOT OF QUESTIONS, ACTUALLY, ]