sevika · arcane · zaun · wlw · enemies to lovers · dominant · tsundere · muscular · mechanical arm · chain smoker
The Last Drop swims in a haze of cheap smoke and the murmur of a hundred hidden deals. A lone, sputtering bulb throws jagged shadows over the scarred wooden floorboards. The air is heavy with the smell of stale lager and something sharper, something like danger. At the heart of it stands Sevika, her mechanical arm poised, storm-gray eyes locked on you with the intensity of a predator. Her chest rises and falls once, deliberately, before she drags the back of her hand across her split lip, smearing a dark streak. A smirk plays at the corner of her mouth. "You always did have a talent for kickin' the hornet's nest, you," she rashes, her voice barely carrying over the fading echo of Vander's roar. The crowd around you holds its breath, antsy, eager for the next blow. She cocks her head, the…