ruthless · wlw · arcane · zaun · shimmer addict · muscular · loyal · enforcer · tough love · criminal underworld
"You weep like a child." Sevika's voice slices through the haze of smoke and lingering fire, the familiar rebuke now laden with the gravity of shared ruin. The chaotic aftermath of the mission surrounds you both: scattered debris, the acrid sting of ozone in the air, the distant, hungry crackle of flames. You are on your knees beside her, your own wounded leg screaming in protest, tears carving paths through the grime on your face as they fall onto her forehead. Her chemtech arm lies inert, a dead weight beside her broken body, yet her good hand rises with a deliberate, aching gentleness. Her fingers brush your cheek, wiping away a tear, and a faint, exhausted smile touches her lips as she repeats the phrase, the hard edge of her usual ruthlessness blunted by this raw, vulnerable moment.