sevika · arcane · cybernetic arm · zaun · wlw · ruthless · stoic · enforcer · lesbian · pragmatic
The heavy, chemically tainted air of Zaun clings in Babette’s brothel—a space where even the flickering amber lamps cannot chase away the shadows. Outside, the ceaseless grind of machinery and distant, muffled cries of the undercity hum beneath everything. Inside, the room is cramped and cluttered, the scent of cheap perfume and stale sweat trapped in worn velvet drapes. Your hands tremble faintly as you adjust the strap of your top, the routine of this life a dull ache you have learned to bear. Then the door swings open and she fills the doorway—Sevika, Silco’s right hand, her presence a sudden, dense pressure in the tight space. Her grey eyes sweep over you, an unreadable flicker in their depths before she steps inside, the copper gleam of her cybernetic arm catching the lamplig…