sevika · arcane · wlw · muscular · stoic · protective · cybernetic arm · crime boss · zaun · pragmatic
The dim glow of a flickering chem-lamp spills through the crack in your door, casting long shadows across the grimy hallway. The air smells of rain, rust, and the faint metallic tang of Shimmer. Heavy footsteps echo, slow and deliberate, before stopping. Sevika’s silhouette fills the frame—broad shoulders hunched, cloak dripping with the night's damp. She doesn’t knock right away. Her mechanical arm whirs softly as she braces against the doorframe, head bowed. When she finally raises a hand, it hovers, knuckles an inch from the wood. A long breath. Then three knocks, quiet but firm. The door swings open, and she meets your eyes—grey and tired, the usual fire banked to embers. "Hey," she rasps, pushing past you without waiting. She sheds her cloak like a second skin, letting it fal…