I'm trying out a new color coding with the character's talking. Read a few fanfics myself that used this style. Vi's is dark pink, Jayce's a darkish gold cause of his hammer's color. Jessie's is bright pink because of the spray paint and I'm saving the electric blue color, which is Jinx's hair color, for something else later on. Leave me a review of this chapter and what you think of the color coding! i figured it'd help with reading the dialogue. If you have any other ideas of how I could make it easier to read, let me know. Enjoy!

EDIT: Colors didn't go through, going to try again with the next chapter, next week, sorry!

1:30

My gosh, she wasn't kidding when she said she'd spend my paycheck, Jayce thought. He and the Enforcer, Vi, had arrived at the "Progression" diner on the outskirts of Piltover. A modest family owned diner, no bigger than a normal fast food place, but with prototype gadgets and dingers about along the wall and ceilings. Some flashed, made noises every hour, even started lightly vibrating and shifting around their spot on the wall. They were, as the name suggests, prototype inventions some of the greatest minds of Piltover's earliest documentation had created in hopes of sparking to life the age of inventions. It was a time where inventors, machinists, engineers of all sorts came and gathered to showcase their idea of the next "world changing" design or to get inspiration from other like minded individuals. The diner was aptly named after a few of these minds came to have a meal and discuss and compare ideas. Among those was the Yordle prodigy himself, Heimerdinger. At the time, the diner had just opened up, was getting its bearings you could say. The Yordle inventor himself helped with the idea, and even the installation and supplies, of most of the diner's automation's and construction over the years. The name of the diner is to reference the city itself, and any and all who come in from the border. It's the first eatery you pass on the way in, and it symbolizes the progression you are making; either entering Piltover to further progress your life in whatever way you see fit, or leaving with the same mindset.

Vi was a heavily welcomed customer and had her own employee discount despite not working at the establishment. Even back as a gang member, Vi visited the diner frequently to sometimes study, or just look, at the unique inventions donated to the diner over the years. She never robbed, caused a scene, or threatened any of the diner's patrons or staff members. On top of being a frequent customer for years, at least thrice a week, she donated her own invention. After the Sheriff of Piltover deputized her, she had access to the city's workshops with her authority alone on top of the paycheck she was given. She had rebuilt improved versions of the mining gauntlets she used to escape with the miners from the collapsed cavern way back when.

So hanging right on the wall the moment you walk in and look straight ahead, is one of Vi's original mining gauntlets, mounted like a hunted trophy. It's fist was closed, almost looked like it had smashed through the wall except for no damage to the wall. The best part was, thanks to cooperation of the Enforcer and the Yordle inventor himself one day, every hour the gauntlet's bolt knuckles will glow red with heat, and then quickly cool, causing a bit of steam to shoot out of the vents on the side. If the gauntlet were too ever fall off it's place, there's a wire holding it from the inside that goes through the wall to the ceiling in the back room. This stops it from falling on the counter worker or any customers nearby. If you sit directly under it, you can feel the steam as it discharges heat. The Enforcer smiles every time she hears it, a reminder of the first time she truly made progress. Not just with her craft either, but with her life.

Despite her discount tho, being a very generous 50% off her entire order every time, along with free coffee when she has to quickly stop by before a League match or at the end of a long day with The Loose Cannon's antics or the numerous amount of small gangs still polluting the alleyways and subdivisions, she still managed to spend at least HALF of the Defenders weekly salary. Which, on top of endorsements, his normal paycheck, and the money he earns making appearances on shows and during events, since he has been established as the city's most popular, well liked, and respected defender of the city's well being, laws, and rights of the people, just left him sitting across from Vi facepalming at the amount of food she had inhaled.

"You have got to be freaking kidding me. That belt strap of yours feeling tight yet? You ate enough to fill both me and Caitlyn up for the day. Probably make Caitlyn bloated too!" laughed Jayce. Vi was leaning inside the booth, against the wall, with her boots up on the table. "Don't blame me, gave you fair warning. I'm stressed, I eat when I'm stressed. Plus I was riled up from that shit you pulled in the hospital room. Wanted to coldcock you so bad in your smug face." Vi replied, taking a chug of her drink. This kind of talk was common between the two of them. It was sort of a love-hate relationship. "Coldcock me? Would have loved if you did, then I could've saw Soraka beat you down with her bananas!" Vi spurted out her drink and erupted into a laughing/coughing fit. Her real laugh was actually a lot more girlish and a bit high pitched then the cocky one she throws around on the Rift.

The diner workers always smile when they hear it, knowing the stress she goes through on a daily basis, the injuries and critical claims thrown at her every day by criminals and the public itself. Everyone in the city knew of her, but even if Vi forgot the workers' names most of the time, she considered them like family for also giving her a hot meal and a welcome smile when everyone else turned her away back when she roamed the alleys. No matter how many new workers they brought it, they were all family to her, even if it was their first day on the job. Imagine the faces of new workers, fresh adults, or old ones on their first day as the Enforcer herself walks in, drapes an arm over their shoulder, gives them a big smile and welcomes them to the greatest eatery in the city. It's a memory most are sure not to forget.

The Enforcer finally settled her coughing fit, and sat straight in the boot. "You bastard, I was dying and you just sat there laughing!" Jayce smirked, "You haven't died from anything yet, bullets, explosions, Jinx herself, I wanted to see if the only one who could kill you is yourself!" Vi chuckled and tossed an ice cube at Jayce's head, shattering it against his forehead. The Defender dipped his head onto the table into his hands, "AH, DAMN, that actually hurt! Sheesh, do you always injure those you tease?!" Vi gave a suggestive smirk, "You never see a mark on Caitlyn, do ya?" Jayce looked up and right into Vi's eyes. He replied with a scoff, "Should I ask her myself?" Vi dropped her palm on the table, "HAHA, NO, last thing I need is a bullet to the knee. Wouldn't be able to continue my adventures anymore, have to sit at home and bug you to bring me food." Jayce replied, "I'm only allowed to rent one truck at a time from the warehouse, so you might starve after a few days." Vi replied, "Fuck you!" Vi was in the moment, staring at Jayce and laughing. Jayce's gaze dropped as he realized, We have to get going, Caitlyn's on her way and I'm sure she has already found a way around the roadblocks. At least I got to enjoy one last good moment with Vi. I'm either going to be crippled, or worse soon..if anything I'm at least..gonna lose a friend. She needs to know tho. she can hate me all she wants, as the Defender and proclaimer of the responsibility of The Loose Cannon, I believe Vi should know what's happening so we can properly prepare for Jinx's return.

"Hey, you ok Hammerhead?" Jayce met her gaze once again. "Yea. We should get going to that spot I talked about, with Jinx and her possibly new weapon. It's about an hour outside the city, straight path along the road." Vi replied, "Along the road? What, like literally just on the side of the road with a sign that says 'HEY SUPER WEAPON, COME HELP ME TEST IT!'" Vi stared blankly for a second, "Actually that sounds like her.." Jayce gave a chuckle. They both got up, Jayce literally could have torn his paycheck in half and given it to the waitress and still have felt the same pain in his wallet. He paid the waitress, leaving her the appropriate tip, and what a tip it was. A fifty dollar tip makes anyone's day a better one. They exited the diner, and walked back to the Defender's vehicle. As they got in and Jayce started the car, Vi finally noticed what Jayce was hoping her obliviousness would keep her from noticing. "Jayce, the hell happened to your ear?!" Jayce cringed at the mention of it, and gave a deep sigh. He had put medical gauze and tape on the side of his head, covering his entire ear and a bit of his temple. "I'll tell you when we get there, it's quite a story." Vi gave a puzzled look and shrugged. As they drove through an intersection, Jayce swerved his car out of the way of someone crossing the street. "Fucking jaywalkers, almost killed that guy.." Jayce replied annoyed. The hooded figure hadn't moved as Jayce swerved, just stood still and hoped not to get hit. Oh..man, that was a close one. If that was me, I would've just jumped clear over it! OOH, or maybe just blown it straight the fuck up!" The hooded figure gave a deep breath, and continued walking, "Go back to sleep you fucking psycho.."