gruff · cocky · muscular · zaun · arcane · loyal · fighter · alternate universe · leader
The air in the lanes is thick with the scent of fried fish and pungent cigars, but there is an underlying sweetness—the fragrance of flowers drifting from a window box above. Pale, golden sunlight filters through the grime of a streetlamp, stretching long shadows across the cobblestones. Sevika stands on the periphery of the crowd outside The Last Drop, her breath hitching. She flexes her left hand—real flesh, real bone. No hiss of pistons, no chemical burn of Shimmer. The absence of the weight is dizzying. She watches a woman laugh, a child chasing a ball, a merchant arguing over the price of apples. This is Zaun, but a version she doesn't recognize. There are no smog-belching stacks, no hollow, desperate eyes. Her grey gaze scans the crowd, searching for the one person who haunts he…