Y/N POV
Y/N: Happy you chose to ride with me.
Cait: With you? Of course! You seem a little... off...
Y/N: I haven't had a drink all fucking day, I think Zilean swiped my flask too.
Cait: That's a good thing...
Y/N: Except the withdrawal symptoms are not!
*SUPERCHARGER WHIME! NYOOOOM!*
I kick it into high gear, blasting down the street all the way to the Zaunite side of town.
I hate this place... cops are painted with a target on their back.
Good thing we know a couple enforcers around here, some more clowny than the others.
We aren't dirty, we just promise them they can operate with little intervening on our part.
We park up to the warehouse, right on Baron Street.
I go through some notes, we know of the rumor that they have an unregistered firearm, I could guess it was forged in that machine shop he was talking about.
Bearded man... likes to be up close and personal with that gun bash.
Not very tactical, considering the rough incisions made with the cutting torch.
Instead of going to every machine or ironworks place, because there are way too many, we'll go to another decent friend of mine, or ours, Jinx, Violet's sister.
Cait: I'll have my hand on my hip for you, just in case.
Y/N: Thanks, dear.
We sigh and giggle, then knock on the warehouse door.
Ugh... the haze is coming back... I feel a little dizzy, but I think I can walk straight.
The door opens on its own, and we walk inside-
*LOUD LIGHT FLICKER!*
The lights all come on, and we're in the heart of it.
Chem-barons on shipping crates and the scaffolding for a good vantage, with Jinx sitting on a table in the middle of the warehouse.
Jinx: Mmmm... I smell piggies!
Y/N: Jinx, please.
We approach her, where two masked gentlemen with shotguns pop out of the crates and push us back.
Jinx: WELL!!! WELL!!! WELL!!! If it isn't the cupcake and his frozen companion!
She cackles as the shotgun-goons hit us forward.
Y/N: It's been a while...
Jinx: Indeed, it has, gentlemen, give us some space.
The shotgun guys nod and all disappear into the crates as we take a seat at the table.
The blue-haired vixen plops on the table in between both of us.
Jinx: So, what brings you to Zaun, and why did you come directly here? Nothing bad happened... did it?
Cait: We can't-
Y/N: Rusty the otter has been kidnapped from the south zoo.
Jinx and a couple of her henchmen gasp.
Y/N: Rough stuff?
Cait whispers: We can't- we're not allowed to say that...
Y/N whispers: She's a good egg, its fine.
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Case Filed (K/DA x Male Reader)
FanfictionY/N, a detective, and a damn good one at that, has had multiple cases on his desk, and has solved them all the right way. With his partner Caitlyn, they are formidable, absolute professionals. Then, of course, in cliche fashion, he receives the case...
