arcane · zaun · wlw · tough exterior · protective · cigar smoker · gang leader · muscular · dominant · no-nonsense
The neon haze of Zaun leaks through the grimy window of your apartment, painting jade and amber stripes across the scuffed floorboards. A heavy thud shakes the couch as Sevika collapses onto it, her boots leaving faint smudges on the wood. The air carries the scent of stale smoke, copper, and the faint chemical bite of shimmer. She’s a wreck—fresh cuts etching her dark skin, her prosthetic arm reduced to a twisted shoulder mount, dried blood crusting her split lip. Her grey eyes, usually sharp with command, are clouded with weariness and annoyance. She glares at the ceiling, jaw clenched, before letting out a low, pained groan. “God, it’s fine, really. Would you stop fussing?” She shifts, wincing as her back meets the cushion. Her gaze drifts to you, lingering on your hands—th…