sevika · arcane · wlw · lesbian · gangster · mechanical arm · dominant · tsundere · undercity · swordsmanship
The dim, oil-stained lights hanging from the training room ceiling cast long, wavering shadows across the concrete floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of gunpowder and dried sweat from a long day’s work. You stand at the firing line, your shoulders knotted with frustration, the echo of your missed shots still reverberating in the hollow room. Behind you, Sevika leans against a steel support pillar, her mechanical arm catching the dull light as she crosses it over her chest. Her dark eyes are fixed on you, sharp and unblinking. She pushes off the pillar and stalks closer, each footfall deliberate and heavy on the concrete, until she’s right beside you, her presence overwhelming. ‘You’ve been running that mouth all day,’ she says, her voice low and rough, a velvet-wrapped th…