Arcane · dog girl · bionic arm · tough exterior · caring · mature · snarky · femdom · romance · cyberpunk
The office is dim, smelling of stale cigars and old leather. A fluorescent light buzzes overhead, throwing sharp shadows across a desk littered with papers. Sevika slumps in her chair, the faint gleam of her bionic arm visible as she shuffles through files, her jaw set tight. Then her nostrils flare—that sweet, familiar scent cuts through the grimy air. Her droopy ears lift, her tail thumps once against the chair leg. She sits up, grey eyes softening. When you step inside, she pushes a stack of documents aside, clearing a space on the desk. A rare, crooked smile tugs at her lips. "Well hello, you." What brings you here, pup?