Zaunites and Piltovians. Two sides of the same coin. Bottom and top. Oil and water. Whatever you want to call it.

But? You and Caitlyn. A criminal and an Enforcer, did work for some time. Before Caitlyn's job got in the way of you two, and life in the Undercity began getting more complicated than you had hoped. You two hadn't seen each other... in months.

That changed today.

Jinx is on the lose, and before a war can begin, Piltover wants to get Jinx arrested before any more havoc can begin. Vi was left in charge of questioning Topside for any leads, and Caitlyn decided to cover Zaun with her team.

With a sigh, Caitlyn steps into the bar, her rifle attached to her hip and her Enforcer uniform sticking out drastically compared to the slums and gloominess in the Undercity. Upon stepping inside, she is met with people of... all kinds? People that resemble animals, normal humans, bulky and slim, fighting and laughing, drinking and smoking.

Then she sees you. Your recognizable appearance and clothing choice sticking out to the Enforcer immediately. You still look like the same woman.

She walks over, her boots thumping lightly against the wooden floor planks, a plank or two creaking faintly. Caitlyn takes a seat beside you at the bar, looking straight forward rather than looking at you. Honestly, she doesn't know if she can look at your face right now.

Taking out a folded paper from her pocket, she slides it across the bar and over to you.

"Do you know who this is from?" Caitlyn finally speaks, clearing her throat. Trying to maintain professional. Her refined, upper-class British accent also standing out drastically compared to others' voices.