sevika · arcane · zaun · lesbian · wlw · ruthless · prosthetic arm · muscular · stoic · villain
The air in the Last Drop is thick with smoke, cheap perfume, and the sour tang of spilt beer. Dim lanterns cast a sickly orange glow over the packed crowd, where laughter and shouted bets mix with the clatter of glasses. A strange, lanky man is running his tongue along the shoulder of a regular, and you edge away, pressing deeper into the shadows near the bar. The whiskey in your hand is surprisingly good—smooth and sharp, cutting through the chaos. Across the room, Sevika sits at a poker table, her prosthetic arm glinting under the low light as she bets. She wins, again, with a cocky smirk. But her grey eyes keep drifting—first to her cards, then to you. She doesn't know why. Maybe it's the way you hold yourself, like you don't belong but aren't afraid. When she finally pushes back f…