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A/N: If I were to theoretically make a discord server for this story and many more... would you guys join it? O_O....

Sorry for the delay of the story though! Been up with a lot of exams and commissions! But hello hi I'm here! Feeding your need for angst, romance, and Jinx smh smh.. yeah that's right.. I know why you're here...

This scene here is a flashback in the view of Vi and Caitlyn.

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THIRD PERSON FLASH BACK SCENE:

This place never seemed to rest, anxious at the seams as the building sounded as though it would shake each night, slamming echoing through the walls as they sent shock waves to the other prisoners cells who had given up on telling the one girl who was creating these earthquakes without mercy.

Her knuckles were bloodied, bandages that seemed to stick to her skin as dirt was scattered and painted across them, her fist connecting to the stone wall over and over again as her body never gave out a single shake, sweat beading and glistening as it trickled down her body smoothly.

"Fucking chick, really has some sort of quarrel with that wall." One of the inmates was gossiping with the other, like two school girls that had nothing else better to do with their life, cause frankly, he didn't. Each night was the same for all of them, and some just simply decided to take on the night with anger to pass time, maybe even exhaust themselves so that they could pass out.
"You know, it's not surprising she took out that other buff dude at the cafeteria the other day, knocked his jaw out of place with a complete swing, so you'd probably best zip it or you'll be next."
"Would I mind that though..." He questioned, and the red-head seemed to huff out at the remark, disgusted at the statement but she got that all the time, since the prison was mostly filled with men anyway.

Vi reels her fist back to take a break, wheezing out professionally as she rests her forehead gently against the wall, her eyes fluttering closed as her chest rose and fell with intense heaves, trying to compose herself. She missed Powder, she damns the day she left her crying on the floor, flashes of fire roaring behind her as Vander's helpless body laid behind her.
She was crying. She was crying and she did fuck all about it, and she hates herself for that 'till this day. 

She slams the wall again, yelling out in agony as the memories flood back in, tears pricking her eyes. If only she wasn't so selfish. All she wanted was to just walk away to take a moment to breathe, she was just a child, of course she wouldn't stay home I mean this was powder she was fucking talking about.

Keys sounded in the distance, Vi flinching as her eyes opened up again, staring at the numbers in white chalk that nicked downwards to signify the days she had been there, though she gave up a few years in, losing hope in that she'll ever get to smell the fresh air ever again, even though Zaun was the home to pollution and sewer air.

Footsteps were ringing, slamming on the floor as they edged closer, Vi rolling her eyes as her shoulders followed shortly after, staring down at the floor in shame as she clenches her fists, cracking her knuckles as she rolls her head around, before she hears the walking stop right behind her. Though, what had been odd, was that she couldn't hear the baboons fat, heavy breathing, this one was more gentle, more... easy...?

She turns around slowly, hesitantly as she is faced with a woman in full uniform, hat securely placed on top of her head as her straight, clean hair cascaded down past her shoulders and to her chest.
"Who the fuck are you." Vi snarls at her, sweat dripping down her body and features as her lips curls, scar bending as her shoulders hunch up, displaying the rows of muscle that she has built up over the years of using the wall as a punching bag.

"I'm here concerning an inmate, though he is no where near to be found..." Her voice was thick British, accent stronger than she expected as she takes a step to turn her body around to face her, arms staying secured at her sides as she eyes the woman up and down, examining her build and the gun she held firmly to her chest.
"Last time I checked, I didn't have a dick secured in my pants." Vi spits back, causing the enforcer to glance down at her crotch area, causing Vi to smirk as she remarks, "Made you stare, creep." 
"You're awfully rude."
"And you're an enforcer, you guys are all the bloody same." She continues, rolling her wrists about as she stands in a strong stance, poised as she lifts her chest up to stare up at the woman, who was in fact, taller than her.

The girl rolls her eyes, taking out a scrappy notebook as she flicks open to a certain page rather quickly, Vi watching on as her fingers flipped through, before the book was turned to her eyes.
"Do you know what this is?" She points at a photograph containing a picture of a monkey, graffiti'd on a door that was presumably on a blip, causing Vi to lunge forward and grab at the bars, pushing her face through as her breath quickens, the girl stumbling back and slamming the book shut, pulling it to her chest.
"Where did you get that?"
"I... took it myself. It was an attack on one of our trading ships." She looked almost disgusted, seeing her as having animalistic behaviours of some sort, glancing back down at her book, "I need to find out who did this."
"Oh I can tell you."
"Oh?"
"Just not from in here." She shrugs, flicking her fingers about with a sly smirk.

The girl laughs, causing Vi's face to drop, "In what mad world would I ever trust someone like you?"
"You will never know until you try." Vi tried, glancing up to meet the sapphires eyes, whom were cold and dismissive.
"No thanks, I think I can find Silco myself." She remarks, turning on her heel as she begins to walk away, before she hesitates as Vi laughs.
"Hah, the undercities gonna eat you alive..~"

FLASHBACK TO PRESENT TIME:

I flip my fingers around anxiously, having been placed in a seat after Jinx had forced me to wear something "appropriate for the occasion" before she slams Zap in my hands, mumbling to herself.
"Powder, no."
"Shut it Y/N..."


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