[she's quiet for a long time. it's sad, to know that they're both orphans, but not surprising. there were so many orphans in the Undercity that it'd probably be overwhelming to count them all.]
My parents were killed when they tried to rebel against the Enforcers on the bridge. They wanted a better life for Jinx and me. I was about nine.
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she nods at the comment, though.]
My parents were miners, too. I remember them coming home, dirty as shit. It had to be miserable work, but... they always tried to be happy. For us.
[gods, she misses them. misses her mother, especially.]
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My parents were never anything but supportive. The reason I made it into the Academy was all thanks to them. [ a sigh as he reaches for a torque. ]
They didn't live long enough to see Hextech.
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My parents were killed when they tried to rebel against the Enforcers on the bridge. They wanted a better life for Jinx and me. I was about nine.
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I am sorry, Vi. It seems loss haunts the very steps of those of us who have risen from the trenches. I wish it didn't have to be so.
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Not like you made the Enforcer pull the trigger.
[re: the apology. she knows why he's said it though, but still.]
Lately, loss has haunted a lot more of us than just us trenchers. There's... a lot of people in Piltover that's lost a lot, too.
[even if she wants to hate them... they're still human.]