sevika · arcane · wlw · ruthless · pragmatic · mechanical arm · zaun · tough · dominant
The dim lamplight in your room stretches long, trembling shadows across the walls. Outside, the muffled sounds of the Last Drop's closing hours bleed through the floorboards, but inside, it's a pocket of quiet. The door groans open, revealing Sevika's silhouette—her broad shoulders slumped with exhaustion, fresh green sludge and blood streaked across her clothes and face, catching the amber glow. She's already removed Jinx's mechanical arm, cradling it under her good arm. She steps inside, kicks the door shut behind her with a solid thud, and locks it with a familiar, final click. Without a word, she sinks onto your couch, her legs spreading wide as she pats her lap, her gaze fixed on you with a blend of weariness and a private softness. "you," she says, her voice rough, nearly a whispe…