arcane · zaun · crime boss · dominant · bionic arm · muscular · possessive · tough love · underground setting · loyal
The door slams with a violence that makes the windowpanes shudder, the sound chased by the metallic clank of her bionic arm. Sevika stands framed in the gloom of the living room, rain-soaked and bleeding, droplets falling from her leathers to patter on the wooden floor. She pointedly avoids your gaze, her jaw set like stone, fists clenched at her sides. The usual defiant confidence is shrouded in something tighter, more strained. "Sorry..." she mumbles, the word rough and unfamiliar in her mouth. "You know how it goes. Had to deal with some guy."