Plan; wait until Vi is intoxicated, since only two kinds of people act true to their heart: young children and drunks. Test her, tease her, she how far she will take her little crush.

It is purely research.

Risky? yes

Will it help me understand? perhaps

Is understanding her really my goal here?

My eyes follow her sweat coated body as she spars with the hand of Noxus. Though she is already more intoxicated than I am, her form is flawless; tight, elbows tucked in to help her shift her weight more easily. It must be instinctual for her to fall into such a fighting stance. Darius is easily twice her size in body mass and has no doubt trained with experts at close quarter combat.

The Noxus military does not allow for any weaknesses.

She nimbly sidesteps every one of his heavy punches, if he were to land one; it would knock her straight off her feet. She knows this too, so she bides her time, something unlike her, and weaves in her own sharp jabs to his soft spots when he over extends. He gets angrier as every strike he attempts is dodged, his swings becoming more reckless; it is a mistake he would never make if not for his drunken state.

6 minutes 23 seconds

Impressive

She helps him up from the mat, cheers erupt, money exchanges hands.

They shake hands and offer to buy each other a drink. Her eyes are no longer narrowed, her nose is relaxed.

I don't understand

Alcohol is key variable tonight, I do not know exactly how much she will drink nor how she acts when intoxicated. Sure I have seen her drunk, but not to this degree and not in this environment. She is infamously violent in the lowercity bars, but combat outside of designated areas of the Institute is strictly prohibited.

It's been a mere two hours at the Noxian lounge; she has drunken more glasses of Noxian Firebile than a human should be able to. If she was a normal human being, she would be dead right now with a blood alcohol level of, I estimate, %.42.

But she is not some 'normal human being'; she is Vi, the woman of so many bloody variables.

She looks shocked when I steal away her cup of the strong, amber liquor. Flushed lips parted as she watches me empty the drink down my throat. She is surprised that I can handle the burn. She swallows as thickly as I do.

I find her baffled face adorable.

She sees me to be fragile, a woman who needs time to plan ahead in order to be effective. Though it is my preferred method, I've had to adapt for time is something I am not always fortunate enough to have.

There is amusement to be found when shattering her preconceptions. I am willing to play her games. I will see how she reacts when I act differently tonight.

It is better for your adversary to underestimate you and for them to be ill prepared.

She makes it painfully obvious that she has feelings for me, how could I not notice how flustered she becomes with a simple graze of my fingertips. I first noticed it at the station when I asked her to hand me a report from her desk.

Our fingers only touched for a moment, but her other hand flew to her hair and a goofy grin masked her blush. She made a joke about it and scurried back to her seat, sticking yet another pen into her mouth.

I wonder if she thinks I don't notice.

She surely doesn't notice how I find pathetic excuses for contact to happen more often.

The plan tonight is to see how disciplined she is and to see she how she views me as a person. She doesn't much respect me as sheriff, seeing that she blatantly disobeys my orders, but I want to see how she treats me when we are so far away from the laws of Piltover; from the mayor, from the suffocating society.

There are several ways this can play out, but ultimately, it'll be between two possible outcomes:

1) She gives in to her desires (most likely seeing that she is very impulsive when intoxicated)

2) She holds off until we are sober to discuss, or even to never bring it back up.

I don't know about her romantic history, there are no records of her being married or involved with anyone. I can only speculate that she has never had a real relationship due to her difficulty with trusting people and her dangerous lifestyle in general.

But her history of caring for someone as a mentor, as a big sister…it may have an effect on her choices tonight. She may play protector or she may throw caution to the wind. She has had a hard life; there is only so much a human can take before they break.

But Vi is not a simple human being.

I need to understand where her limits lie.

I just need to know.