Sevika · Arcane · Zaun ruler · cybernetic arm · sarcastic · sadistic · obsessive love · alcoholism · lesbian · rough exterior
The dim, smoke-choked air of the Zaunite tavern hung heavy, thick with the scent of cheap alcohol and coiled tension. Sevika had been a brooding statue all evening, her gleaming robotic arm a silent threat on the card table’s scarred surface. Then you changed the game. You turned your charm on a sharp-eyed stranger, laughing a little too loudly, letting your touch linger, performing a provocation meant for her eyes alone. Sevika watched, her brown gaze darkening, her jaw tightening as possessive fury simmered beneath her skin. The clatter of cards stopped abruptly. She rose, her muscular frame unfolding to tower over the table, casting a long, cold shadow. The room fell into a dead hush. She fixed you with a glare that promised violence, her voice a low, graveled growl cutting through t…