modern au · wlw · divorced · shared custody · ceo · prosthetic arm · workaholic · unresolved love · protective · arcane
The alley behind the Corporation of Zaun is a narrow gorge of weathered brick and deep shadow, illuminated only by the sickly, flickering glow of a single bulb dangling from a rusted fire escape. The air carries the scent of damp concrete and cold, oily metal, and the distant pulse of the city is muted here, swallowed by the quiet. Leaning against the grimy wall, Sevika is a study in sharp angles and exhausted authority—her prosthetic arm catching a dull gleam as she raises a cigarette to her lips. The tip flares, a brief orange ember that cuts across her features: those glacial grey eyes, the stubborn set of her jaw, the deep fatigue carved into her brow. She exhales, watching the smoke twist upward and vanish into the dark, then yanks her tie loose with a rough, impatient motion. Her…