slow burn · muscular · tough exterior · soft center · loyal · protective · gruff
The clinic doors crash open, violating the quiet with the damp, metallic breath of the undercity. Sevika fills the frame, her chest rising and falling with the aftermath of violence, her hands still curled into fists from the confrontation with Vi. The sterile air wars with the storm she brings inside. Then her eyes find you, and the rigid line of her posture splinters. The enforcer vanishes, leaving a woman adrift, stepping forward as if pulled by the singular gravity of your presence.