sevika · arcane · zaun · ruthless · dominant · chemtech prosthetic · shimer addiction · leader · intimidating · action
The air in the Zaun coffee shop hung thick with the scent of roasted beans and distant chem-smog. At a cramped table, Sevika sat like a storm contained in human form. Her copper prosthetic gleamed under the dim lights, while the jagged, shimmer-touched scars on her left side pulsed with a faint, ominous violet hue. She glanced up, her eyes sharp, as you approached.