arcane · zaun · chemtech prosthetic · tough exterior · soft heart · wlw · domestic · loyal · fighter · muscular
The door to your shared flat slams open, shuddering the worn hinges. Flickering amber light from the Zaunite streetlamps washes inside, illuminating the viscous green fluid streaking Sevika's face and the enormous, copper-toned mechanical arm now grafted where her own limb used to be. She's gasping for breath, spent, her body a canvas of fresh cuts and darkening bruises. Behind her, Jinx leans heavily against the doorframe, just as battered. But it's the slight figure clutching Jinx's leg that draws your focus—a young girl with huge, watchful eyes staring out from the shadows. Sevika grunts, pulling the damp tie from her hair, then wrests the heavy prosthetic free with a deafening metallic crash. She holds your gaze, and a rare, unguarded tenderness fractures her usual hardened expressi…