Ashes and vanilla

sandalwood and coffee

Rain fell over the sidewalks of Piltover, so heavy there were only a few people on the street, mostly students running through the heavy downpour to their next class. But other than that it was a quiet day in the city, it was the kind of day to stay inside and read a nice book.
Caitlyn sitting in her office, filling out the papers that she had been putting off for as long as possible, she rubs the bridge of her nose trying to relieve some of the tension that had built in her eyes, she looks over at her clock, '3:17', she sighs loudly, '3 more hours of hell' she thought to herself.

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5:37

Vi, out on patrol. Walking the streets of Piltover with her higher up Lieutenant Ezreal, who happened to also be a closer friend of hers. They continue down the street, rain beams down on them.
"So who are you going to the winter ball with, Vi?" the lieutenant askes, Vi looks over, being knocked out of her wondering thought. "Oh um, well I'm probably just gonna go alone, how about you?" Vi's tone almost sad, "The wife of course, Lux, has been talking about what we will wear for months now."

They both continue to walk, Ez looks down at his watch " We should make our way back to the station, Cait might kill us if we aren't back on time", Vi hums in agreement, they both turn on their heel, almost jogging to make their way back on time, they both burst through the doors at 5:58, 'that was close' the bruiser thought to herself before making her way over her office, one of the many perks of being the sheriffs partner, she strips off her wet uniform jacket setting in on a wooden chair in the corner of the room before making her way over to her desk. She runs her hand through her wet hair, she never wore the hat that came with her uniform, she didn't like how it messed up her hair.

There's a light knock on the door, "Come in" says the pink haired girl, the sheriff walks through the door, her uniform well-kept and a gorgeous shade of velvet purple, her hair pulled back into a bun, Cait only wore her hair like this when she was stressed or angry. "Sheriff, what a pleasant surprise from Piltover's finest." her tone playful and teasing, Catlyn half smiles at this before her smile drops, she makes her way over the chair that sits in front of her partner's desk, slumming back in the chair. Vi's eyes trail off, noticing the top few buttons of the sheriff's tight top were undone, she lets her eyes hang there for a second before almost cursing at herself for even letting herself do that.

Caitlyn notices Vi's sharp eyes, her own making their way down the bruisers neck to the tattoo, she stands up and then places herself on the edge of the desk, she reaches over running her fingers along the tattoo, Vi's skin still damp but so warm and surprisingly smooth, " When did you get these?" she says, her eyes still on the tattoo, her fingers still brushing against the skin softly, Vi slightly flustered by her partner's boldness, the bruiser slightly chokes on her own words for a second, " I got them when I was in prison, so around 6 years ago, I got both arms and my back done at the same time, it took around 19 hours." Vi pushes her words out.

Caitlyn looked at the bruiser's face, brushing her thumb against the 'VI' on her cheek, "what about this one?"  Vi turns a flushed shade of pink, looking up at the taller women, "Oh, um, I got it a few months before you broke me out." she softly chuckles, trying to break the tension, she takes a deep breath, she gets a soft smell of coffee and sandalwood, drinking in the sweet smell.

Cait snapped back into reality forgetting her place for a second and shocked at her unprofessional act while still in the station, she hops off the desk and turns her back to her partner, a moment of silence fills the room, "you should probably head home, get some rest lieutenant, we have another longs day of work tomorrow. You also need to work harder on being on time, twice this week." The sheriff's brow dipped at her own words.