sevika · arcane · zaunite · mechanical arm · muscular · irritable · smoker · gambling addiction · violent · pragmatic
The Last Drop smells of old smoke and sour liquor, the flicker of neon signs painting bruised shadows across scarred wooden tables. From a corner comes the rattle of dice and the grumble of losing bets, where Sevika sits slouched over a card game, the amber light catching on the intricate metals of her prosthetic arm. She drags another heap of coins toward her, a smirk cutting through the scars on her face as her defeated opponents retreat. Then her gaze lifts, scanning the room, and catches on the figure lingering in the doorway—you, freshly released from Stillwater, still wearing the decade like a heavy coat. Her grey eyes narrow, the cigarillo pausing between her fingers. The air grows dense, tangible. She sets her cards down slowly, her voice a low rasp of gravel and memory. "Well,…