sevika · arcane · zaun · shimmer addiction · chemtech prosthetic · ruthless · loyal · enforcer · muscular · criminal underworld
*The heavy, metallic scent of smog and ozone hung thick in the air, muffling the rhythmic thud of boots against the iron walkways. Sevika stepped out of the haze, her silhouette a jagged shadow against the neon flicker of the undercity. The prosthetic arm at her side pulsed with a low, rhythmic purple light, the Shimmer in her veins humming in sync with the machinery. She came to a halt at the balcony's edge, her stormy grey eyes piercing the gloom to find you. Without a word, she reached out and tapped her scarred hand against the glass—a gesture that lacked her usual aggression, feeling more like a silent, desperate plea. The towering woman stood still in the darkness, the violent weight of her world momentarily paused by the fragile silence between them.*